my original intention was to share some lame post about all my teachers and classes, but i decided to share this with you instead.

So, I have this Social Studies/Yearbook teacher named Mr Orgeron...

Mr O. sometimes confuses me... He can be really nice, or the exact opposite...

Background on Mr O:

• -Firstly and most importantly: He wears a sweater vest. (No, he doesn't have big fat arms and a skinny torso, and yes, his arms don't get cold. [If your a Demetri Martin fan, I hope you get this...])
  
• -He speaks "eloquently" as my mother puts it...So formal and fancy. I feel stupid in his class. I have never heard him say book. Only novel or novela. And such fancy vocabulary...
• -He has a scary smile. I'll walk by him at break, he will flash his freaky clown smile that makes me open my eyes wide in fear. This is what it looks like:
  

Okay, not really...But you get the point.

Anyways, today, as a class, we decided it would be lovely to establish a democracy within our own class. We serve as Congress, H&R, as well as the Senate. Mr O. is the Prez....

We just vote on everything, and when he veto's it, we overrule with a 2/3 vote. Hooray for no homework!