• "WAIT FOR THE BELL!" Is what my teacher used to scream at us. All we would ever do was pack up and get ready to go. Oh, but no, she wanted ALL of our things out. I had the worst teachers ever my freshman year. I had the worst spanish teacher in the world! Ms Frazier, "holy s**t here comes the devil!" She sent all of the kids out to detention! What the hell?! It was always me, my friend Ben and Katilyn. We would talk while she did, and when it came to the tests, oh boy...we failed. Ah but then it comes to the english part. That, wasn't as bad as it seemed. English on one hand, is my favorite subject and the class that my friends called me "teachers pet". Hell I didn't mind and all, but when they called it out in class? Just say that after school was just like a bit of a blood bath. Just...I didn't do much to them but make them have a bloody nose. sweatdrop Then there was one of the otehr classes I had, oh joy, oh joy. Guitar with all the preps! Always asking, "Is this right?", "What's a C major?", "How do you strum?", "What's a pick?" GOOD LORD PEOPLE! LEARN SOMETHING! Seriously, and this was all in 2007-2008 too lmao. Well, that's for the classes that were important to me, sort of. So now it comes to the beginning of the next year, SOPHOMORE! xd Sad really...2008-2009. Oh the joy, all of my favorite classes....wait, no that's not right. I have a few favorites. Child Development, Web Site Development, English, Girls Weight Training and NSL Government. Almost all of my classes but one, Geometry...I HATE math with a passion...[TBC in Summer 2009.]