Eng-lish, noun, a West Germanic language of England, and language spoken at my high school..

Oh, what can I say about English? I had many english classes, what makes this one so memorable? How about a somehow eccentric teacher?
Ah, yes. My teacher was a greatly eccentric teacher, ready to teach a classroom full of happily excited students! Nah, the last part was a lie. You know what? I'm kidding myself, THE WHOLE CLASS WAS PRACTCLY A JOKE. Holy crap was it an awful one, EVERYONE never really done the freaking work, and surprise surprise, ME, and another student were the only ones that actually got off our lazy asses and did it. But in pure honesty, who'd want to? Much of the work was overanalyzing work after work, these included books, poems, lyrics, greek mythology, greek stories about Himeros, and possibly HUNDREDS of Warm-Ups.

But despite the over-over-OVERanalyzing of many things, I appreciate the noise and horrors that my teacher endured through to give us our new thing of the day. And the literature we went through was exciting and fun, and sometimes even the worksheets was fun!

Goodbye, Mr.
You won't have to deal with US anymore