Back in high school, I was that “smart kid.” Barely studied, still aced tests, always got the “you’re going places” comments from teachers.
Fast-forward to my first semester in college: I walked into Calc II thinking I’d breeze through. First midterm? 42%. I literally stared at the grade thinking it was a typo. That was the moment I realized college doesn’t care about your high school highlight reel - everyone here was “the smart kid” once.
Honestly, it humbled me fast. Now I actually study, ask questions, and admit when I don’t get something. Wild concept, right?