May 3, 2011

For at least one period in my four years of  high school, I spent it withering away in my third period class; chemistry. To this day, I  feel that sitting through Mrs. Nation's class was a complete waste. Spending forty-five minutes everyday, only to listen to her ramble about her personal life. 


Is it pathetic to say that I know more about her two kids and husband, rather than what makes up an atom? Is it sad to say that sucking up to her only got me away with a C? Yes, I can honestly say that to this day, I can't remember a thing we were taught in chemistry. The only memories that remain, are the  days spent listening to what she had to say about her adorable family.

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E-Roc & Sandeezy