Noah had already found out that Roger was going to school for music, so he figured that the male would be rather bored of the mundane classes. Which was always a downfall for college students, having to take classes that they really didn't want to in order to get certain degrees. Noah, on the other hand, didn't mind the classes that he was forced to take in order to get his degree. He usually found most of his classes interesting for the information he was learning. Watching Roger look over at his bag of books, Noah nodded, "Yeah, I can understand that." He knew what Roger was kind of feeling, seeing as Noah did have to take a few classes back in high school that he had rather not liked. They had offered nothing for his future, and he didn't know why his school had made him take them.
With the questions, Noah looked back to his own pile of books, "They're going fine," Looking back over at Roger, the male smiled softly, "Writing 122, Persuasion, Math Statistics, and two computer classes." It wasn't that many courses, but it filled up his whole schedule. And it was a lot of work, keeping him busy constantly.