Posting on the Mount Holyoke Class of 2016 Facebook group makes me feel like such a tool. I just… I write something, like, “Hey, here’s my little piece of knowledge that I generated from living on campus and experiencing MoHo for a year! I hope that helps!” and then I immediately realize that most of the time, I have no fucking clue what I’m doing.
Being a sophomore does not mean you know your shit. It just means you know a little bit more than you did at this time last year. And that, apparently, gives you a God complex.