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I love my chem class with an undying passion. I can not put into words how much my Teacher rocks. Not only is he on a first name basis with the class, but the first ten minutes of class are dedicated to eating. We are planning an eat fest for the end of the year where everyone will bring their own specailty dish. I love food, therefore I love chem. The kid that sits infront of me still has his mother make his bed, it is rather pathetic. The teacher thinks so too. I do not know why the subject of his mommy ever came up, but it did. When the guy infront of me asked "Can we cut the edges off the lamination?" my teacher's response was "Sure, why don't you get your mommy to do it?" It did not end there. When front guy and the rest of the class started giggling teach exclaimed "Stop, drop, and roll, because that was a BUUUUURRRNNN!" Oh, he is God. Chem its self is humerous on its own. I found myself thinking about what would happen if periods had the same chamical properties, then I imagined little children with their sandwiches wrapped in aluminium walking to school in the rain olny to have their backpacks explode like Sodium. I do not know why I found that so amusing, but I did. Heh... boom.