Much the same, of course.

On the way, you try out your new power.

As you're turning right, you see a girl jogging along the sidewalk. You idly wonder what her cup size is, and the answer simply enters your mind, as if remembering a piece of forgotten information.

34C.

Huh. You're not really experienced in brassiere sizes, so you don't have a lot of context for that info. You question internally what the different sizes correlate to and how and the information simply fills your mind. It's not long before you realize that it's a kind of wierd system that only deals with actual volume and assumes all breasts are the same shape, something you know isn't true.

Of course, women's clothing is often confusing like that.

You make a mental note to do something about that later.

You keep exploring your new power on the way to school, and pull in to your assigned parking spot.

It feels amazing, and a little mind-warping. You just wonder about a thing, will yourself to know, and you know. It takes a few minutes to get used to not being ignorant of things anymore, but soon enough, you're enjoying yourself. Age-old questions answered in a moment. Scientific secrets brought to the forefront of your mind in hardly more than the time it takes to marvel at them.

School's gonna be a breeze.

You get out of your car and look up at West Westerson Community College and its cheesy toucan mascot. It's not particularly popular among the students, but you've always thought it was funny.

You enter the front doors and head to your first class of the day. Math. Advanced Astronomical Physics, specifically.

Should be fun.