My school’s academic manager is pretty much like a non-playable character in most role-playing games. She sounds friendly, gives you a lot of information, but everytime you she appears you know something BIG is going to happen.
The last time I saw her was when she briefed to us about the two different branches of economics we could take this year. Today, she appeared and informed us about the different academic routes we could take in our third year. All of a sudden you realise that,”if I don’t choose it properly, I’m probably going to hate myself for at least a year.” Just like how you realised that you should have chosen to be a dwarf instead of an elf in Dragon Age.