Looks like Peter has met the "Required Classes" zombie already ( and back when I was in college, we referred to them as "Administration Mummies".
Every new student has to take several useless classes to keep the tenured teachers busy. You expect to start studying what you came there for, but no; you have to take these waster classes instead. You maybe get one elective ( if they aren't already filled up) on what you came there to study.
Then you realize it will be three semesters at
least before you get to really study what you came there for.
First lesson: Life will screw with you every chance it gets.
Then you discover that every one of these waste classes requires books, which you get to pay for; for subjects you will never use again, like Art appreciation, Public Speaking, World History about places you didn't know ever existed and will never care about. Then there's Philosophy, taught by a certified nutcase; and Phys, Ed.--even if you're a Science major.
Second lesson: Life will make you spend money on things you will never use.
Ahhh, the look on Peter's face could have been mine, all those years ago.
And the lessons: Priceless.
KMacK...
"You don't have to be invisible when everybody is looking the wrong way..."
Writing the series "Wulfen Blood"... getting ready for publication.