"you're going to a good college."

while i was in the middle of an intense precal homework problem, he turned around. i naturally assumed he'd continue his talk about car parts and jobs with his surrounding buddies that was held earlier. but instead, to my surprise, he turned and looked at my work. i was scratching my head in confusion. he initiated the conversation.
"so what is that? algebra two?"
"nah, even worse. precal."
"you, asian, you."
"just because i'm asian, it doesn't mean i'm doing well in there."
"well, you're in it, right?"
"yeah, i guess."
"you're going to go to good college."
"yeah? well, maybe."
that stuck with me for a while. i didn't know what to think. compared to this kid, i'm pretty well off, academic wise. but compared to the kids in my precal class, i'm the one struggling to keep up. this all leads up to how comparison just creates circles, and no progress. but i'll save that tidbit for another time. i used to think grades measured how much work ethic and how much you tried. if i tried, maybe i'd see how well i'd do in precal. but i know that theory is flawed. but i'd like to believe it until i have more to disprove it.

i was called a gossip queen today.