On a different note, things are going alright at the moment, but it's a bit aggravating sloughing through 11-13 German homework assignments from the past semester that I didn't do because I didn't bloody understand what she wanted or her guidelines on homework submission until she finally cleared things up in an e-mail about a week ago. The highest I can get on this handful now each is an 80, since they're all considered "late work".
I always used to think that the easier the class the better. If the work is something manageable, I can handle a little boring, because I know how to keep myself entertained, and I'm a patient person. And less work means less stress. And usually, I can at least learn something from every class.
Wait until life pushes you to that limit for 76 class periods in a single semester with a woman you'd rather replace with a grad student, any day, in a language class that gives you assignments for your level equivalent to 4th grade homework. I sometimes wonder what the counterpoint was in this karma.

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