Waiting For Driver's Ed to Start

I'm waiting outside of the classroom for driver'a Ed lecture to start and it's kind of like torture. It's cold because the class is near the entrance (which is open) and it's twenty degrees out. It's also 3:05 pm and school was dismissed at 1:40, so I've been hanging out in an empty cafeteria by myself since then.

I hate lecture more than most things. My teacher is a 75 year old man who has had three back surgeries and can barely stand up straight. Every time he lurches forward I fear for his life and arthritic bones. He's also the kind of person who screams what he says, not because he wants to but more like he can't hear himself if he doesn't. He's very fond of screaming extra loud to emphasize a point and telling us that he's the greatest driving teacher ever.

I'm in the class now actually and he said "I'm glad that none of you went to jail." Lovely, fantastic.

Oh my god we have a test today I totally forgot oh my god bye