so a while ago i asked my friend if his roommate (who went to high school with us) took the intermediate french class and if he did okay because our senior year french teacher sucked
and apparently the guy got a B “with only a little studying” (pretentious asshat speak for “i studied a moderate amount but don’t want to admit it because i didn’t get a great grade”)
i, on the other hand, only studied for my oral exam
and i got an A
not an A-
a solid A
i kind of feel like gloating because that kid is soooooo fucking pretentious and he’s not even actually that smart? and i’m realising more and more that my problem with high school was that everything was too fucking easy. and for the most part here I can pick the level of difficulty for the courses I take. not to mention. you know. internationally-ranked university. it’s not community college level work. it’s actually at my level.
but i did just check to see how many classes for each major i have left, and I have 7 psych classes, 4 history classes, and 3 german classes after this spring.
which means preeeetty much two psych classes a semester until my last semester? unless i manage to talk my dad into letting me do a summer session (and then only if i get into the VDAC exchange)