I think the only University of Michigan class that T9 and I have in common was Freshman Chemistry. If I recall the course number was something misleading like 123.
She got an A and successfully pursued her professional dreams. I got a C- and limped back home for Christmas break vowing to never take another science course again. We both graduated four years and opposite ended transcripts later.
For years she has claimed it was because she worked harder, actually took notes in class, and studied for the exams. At the time, I believed that class attendance was just a suggestion, notes were something you could buy, and staying up all night playing Dr J versus Larry Bird was far more interesting than staying up and studying chemistry.
Now, years later I understand why. I am much more visual than her and I would have kicked her ass in a photoshop 123 class.