One Semester Down, Fifteen More to Go

I feel OK about this semester. I took two classes directly relative to my degree program, and I aced them both. Yee-friggin-hah.

I've been out of school for so long, I really forgot how hard it was to study for things that you know you will probably never use in your whole life. I also know that I was nothing special in school. I finished High School with a darn good average, but most of that was due to the extremely fun things I was learning. In the years that I had to commit books to memory just to pass a test, my grades were really crappy.

So I was very surprised to get high marks in these classes.

However, I did notice that the students were given huge breaks. Easy tests, lots of extra credit, and extreme leniency towards attendance were common. These kids have it easy.

Now, I'll probably change my mind after the math classes. Har.

I said earlier 'twas the schooled who gained the upper hand.

Cripes. Fifteen more 2-class semesters to go. I'll be in a nursing home by the time I graduate.