This morning in precalc:
A senior who's been slacking and now realized he has to start working or he'll have to take the final exam: This isn't even bad, Mrs. Fouss. I like this.
Me: You sound surprised that it's not bad.
Student: I am.
And then he went on to tell me that I probably shouldn't grade yesterday's quizzes because "literally" everyone got like "a 20%" and it'll make me look bad if I give them all bad grades.
But then he told me that we'll have to Skype next year when he's in college because he'll miss me.
You win some, you lose some.