Chapter 2: A typical school day

So it was a Monday and summer break was over it was time to go back to high school ,i was just taking a chill walk or rather a boiling walk cause it's Texas common so I got to school and boy I was so hot but I had to get to class and the first class I had to go too was History UGH!! it's not like I'm bad at it it's just that I don't like it I'm just saying why can't the government ban history classes like I mean if people mad at video games it is only fair that they do the same with history because at least video games are fictional but history actually happened and it is even more gory so what's the point of history I know you might want to argue that 'OHH those who fail to learn from history are doomed to repeat it' No it is the 21st century we have robots we could manage to focus on the present cause we are having so many issues now but we are too busy focusing on then. it's not that hard and then at least I don't have to suffer these boring history classes with a teacher that looks like she has lost all hope in life since the day she entered the school over 15 years ago that and she hates children I swear you could go to school say you have a teaching degree and say you hate children and you'll get the job as a teacher that and you love to torture children and bam instant employment. We've already had 2 world wars at this point there is no hope left for any of us

So I had to get to class and i was dreading every moment and second of the 35 minutes but it finally finished and I was exhausted but no time to rest I had to get to literature class finally a class that I like it was pretty cool we ran over some books we had to read and that couldn't sleep through out the whole class I was enjoying the lesson too much that is what you call a good teacher one that I actually enjoy their classes and teaches like she enjoys it even though she is having a bad day so I went to my 5 other classes sif the day and everything was fine until I had to go to my last class which was music ok hear me out I don't like history but I never gotten a "B" in it but music is a bit different but it's the teacher fault when I started it I got an "A" but the only good music teacher Texas apparently had was retiring for some magical reason. Now this new lady came and has done nothing but yell and complain that we do not understand the musical gibberish she is yelling at us, now I don't know why she carries herself around like a peacock ..... Ok that was a rude thing to say about a peacock it's not as if she is remotely pretty she has horrible fashion sense and on teachers day nobody gave her a gift , they gave the security guards gifts and even the janitors but nobody gave her anything and that's saying something and a week later was when we where to present our project needless to say she was not in the mood to give us a good score and this happened in the first trimester of high school and I only choose to do music cause I thought it was an easy "A" but as you can see it isn't at least for me. I am just not a creative person I'm more of a science student believe it or not I like when I have a formula, a reason or an explanation or something you can't just expect me to start writing out random sheets of music or draw an amazing artwork but for some reason all the art teachers seem to like me and they all say the same thing'i have a lot of potential' anyways back to the crime of a project she gave us she told us to pick a song from the olden days and choreograph a dance by ourselves men this lady is lucky we didn't start dancing to "My money to jiggle jiggle " at least we put in effort and bare in mine the song wasn't in English these type of teachers have a very special place in the after life anyways the school day was over and it was time to go back home . So i got home mom hugged me and dad wasn't around he had left for a mission without me the audacity ehn well nothing u can do now.