[X¤MurderDoll¤X]

I had two really good teachers, the rest sucked. I had a super strict english teacher. I was a pretty terrible student, one of those straight A student until highschool types. He was the only teacher that ever called home about me, that's when I was like damn... a teacher who actually cares?

I gave him more headaches than any other student I'm pretty sure... He threw a chair across the room and tipped over a desk one time. :D Looking back, he was pretty amazing.

My homeroom teacher was cool as hell, until he got stuck with me as a math student. ;)
School is too early, so I'd always be half asleep when I'd come into homeroom. One time I sleepily walked into class and sat down, I looked around for awhile and my homeroom teacher just stared at me. After awhile I looked at him and I was like "This isn't my homeroom" I don't think he ever called me by my name after the first year in homeroom, he always referred to me as the walking dead.

I know for atleast two years later he told his math students that story of how insanely out of it I am that early in the morning. He was one of those fun teachers who was too nice though I guess.

One of the worst teachers I had was for english again, I hated him more than anything. I'd storm out of his class and wave through the window outside as I walked. I still passed, despite walking out of his class A LOT. Most teachers loved me for the first couple months atleast, he hated me from day one. Last I heard he got cancer and died. :)


I have respect for real teachers.