i remember back in the day in like 4th grade when i first started to hate school because of my teacher Ms. Tran who made life a living hell because she gave us so much homework and i would cry every night because I never finished it and I didn’t want to get in trouble and that was the first year i ever had to buy a rolling backpack because she made us carry all our books home from school and no one could carry all of that on their backs because it was just so heavy that we all had to buy a rolling backpack. We were 9 years old! how did she expect us to do all that work and carry 60 lbs of books everyday? crazy. woman. anyway, I told myself that after high school i was done and i would get a job and live life because i couldn’t imagine going to school for another 4-10 years cause heck no i just wanted to get out of there because i hated it so much. but somehow i ended up going to college because my mom forced me too and my brother talked me into it and now i’m here and i can’t imagine my life without college…i never want to leave. i want to stay here for as long as i can because the experience and the friendships I’ve made have been such a great roller coaster ride so far. I LOVE COLLEGE! but i still hate school.