I was in college with two other people. It was time for class but I didn’t know where I was supposed to go. I asked the two of them if they were in my next class with me so I could follow them. We went upstairs to an English class.
We were the first students to arrive. When class started, the teacher droned on but I couldn’t understand the words coming out of her mouth. I realized I had never opened my textbook this year. Didn’t even have it with me.
She started handing out test scores. I went up when my name was called and was handed a stack of 3×5 cards. I had to sign my name on a sheet when I picked them up. They were my old tests with scores. I looked through them. Most were failing grades. I was still impressed that I had gotten some 60s and 70s even though I had never studied and didn’t even remember taking those tests.