School blab

Oh dear lord. O_O *snickers* I've developed a bit of a reputation among my classmates in my graduate program, even the ones that don't know me all that well. Just found out tonight. What kind of a rep, you ask?

I'll tell you. ^_~

You remember the kid in class who always got straight 'A's?
You remember how even when she messed up the curve or made everyone else look like they hadn't done diddly-squat, you still couldn't hate her because she was just kind of sweet and helpful and you wanted her to do well?
You remember how you always went to her to ask questions about assignments because she usually knew the answers even when she was sure she didn't?
You remember how you used her as a guide for what was considered "enough" work (i.e. -- if even she didn't do it, there was no way in hell the teacher would expect everyone else to do it)?
And do you remember how you always wanted to find out when she was giving her presentation so you could give yours as far distant from it as possible so you wouldn't be compared and found lacking?

Yeah... apparently, I'm that girl. Or at least my classmates think so.

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I've missed being that girl. It's been too damned long since I felt smart.

*beams*

I think I may write, tonight. *^_^*