Let me tell you (an inappropriate) true story…

It was high school Spanish class…

I was a Senior in a class of Sophomores. There was one other Senior in the class. Best of all –

She was smokin’ (as the old folk say.) She was gorgeous. 10 out of 10. Tight jeans. And she always sat right in front of me in class (gulp.)

We were the only Seniors in the class. By default… that made me the coolest guy there… And trust me… I’m never the coolest guy there.

But we’d talk. Sometimes in class she’d lean over. I’d continue to pretend me importa la espanol stuff pero… Seriousamente… 😛

Sure… I’d show up to class. But my brain rarely stuck around for the lecture. And that’s why you might not be surprised I was getting a C- in class.

It’s funny how that stuff that distracted me in highschool wasn’t so problematic in college where I took a double course load and still scored near the top of my class…

You don’t need to be perfect to score near perfect.

You just need to know how…