Thread:Godzillafan93/@comment-6052796-20140913230734/@comment-397235-20141022034601

I had fun in any English or History class I took (there is, I suspect, a reason for that). I fucking hate Science Class, and Math and I were never friends. PE is the best definition of Hell I can think of for anyone not in absolute peak physical condition, although I had my own little generic band of 80s movie teenage misfits in my "Individual and Dual Sports" class (we played ping-pong and speed ball, which so far as I'm concerned is not even a real sport).

Japanese class was cool, and I met not one but both of my ex-girlfriends in there! :) I'm an idiot, I know.

My senior year I tried to take as many "fun" classes as I could, which amounted to every English, Writing, or History class available. I liked Senior year.

My parents, when they were together, were both certified English teachers so our combined household had over 1500 books (no, seriously, we counted one summer); I still went to the Library, but I had quite a few of my own books to read as well. My library didn't have comic books, though.