My medieval lit professor: Your writing is really interesting, I hope you go on to finish Malory's work and keep an interest in Medieval literature
Me: Haha yeah, for sure, it was super interesting
Me, internally: Fuck that, that shit was hell to read, i'm never thinking abut that stuff again
Me, 2 weeks after I've graduated at 10 pm on a Friday thinking about Sir Orfeo: man what the fuck