Homeroom alarm clock of agony
It had to be the first class i walk into. The first first thing i hear, is upbeat peruvian music crawling into my ear. I knew it was coming from somewhere, i could hear it from the hallway at the end of the stairs. I walk through the doorway heading for my seat, and there he was on his desk running his big beak. There is nothing worse in this class, than getting called out for acting so crass. If he ever asks for questions on the government's redemption, he goes off on the person to pay more attention. The first thing he does to start our morning day, is talk about dog names and which one is gay. He starts off the lesson on executives and estates, only for 20 minutes then goes back to the names. The rest of the class time besides talking about dogs, he talks about life itself and how we are apart. Criticizing our lives since we live them so free, when we dont what is going on outside of our own tree. If I wanted to know how much of life I didnt see, I would be in a logic class that i passed since i was three. I didnt sign up to a class that portrays treason, im suppose to be in government im in it for a reason. I want to see a lesson where i actually learn something, and not be in a class that talks about nothing. This is what i want and its not selfish, because its my education everyone wants this. From the first time i stepped into that room in shock, i knew that this would be my homeroom alarm clock.....of AGONY!