On the second day of school i had to go to english cla** (who knew?). I had to be taught by MR. WANLESS. A lot of kids hated him, and he didn't care. My brother hated him, my brother's friends hated him. Some kid's mother even transfered him to another english cla** just because of him. When cla** started, Is so-called "evil" teacher wasn't so bad. About a few days later i was wrong. He was so strict,it wasn't even funny, didn't seem nessesary. Right after cla** near my locker with my friends i was being the stupid little self that i was and was jumping up and down and saying in regular voice tone "i hate wanless." And what do you know? right after i said it i saw him walking right pa** me like nothing had happened. I did not regret saying it, but i did regret him hearing it at first. The next day during English cla** i said something stupid and Mr Wanless mentioned yesterday's "mishap" (not good word choice, i know) in front of the whole class, even though he didn't say what it was exactly. I apologized to him in front of the class, but he just walked away (what a nice man). Being the nosey people they were, my classmates were constantly asking what happened, but i kept my trap shut. Later on i relized that my opinion of people are my opinion, and that i shouldn't care what other people think of it, and they will not change my opinions. I guess the lesson i learned is this: Don't insult anyone: they might be sneaking behind you.