Spanish
I spent five years getting to Spanish 2.

This isn't exactly procrastination but what the hell.

First year was a thing our school did where you learned a little of french, german, spanish, and latin - a quarter of the year on each and you picked up the basics of hello, counting and the like. I aced it - and quite enjoyed it, and thought I might like to learn them all.

Second year - Officially Spanish 1... but the teacher was a moron. She was a 70 old woman who didn't know spanish - she thought calling dogs "el bow-wow" and cats "el meow" was just cute as all get out and spent about 3/4rs of the year teaching one irregular verb. Blew my mind but it wasn't very hard so what the heck.

Third Year - Spanish 2. Oh shit. I don't *know* anything cause my teacher was useless (and, to be fair, I hadn't gone out of my way to really try to learn things on my own either) - I barely manage to get through with a D average and I'm told that, during the last couple weeks of the year that due to my poor grade they're going to put me in Spanish 1 for the final test so I can get a good grade and pull up my GPA. Believing they were offering a kindness (but not really understanding why) I agreed and aced the final ("el bow-wow for the win") and got an official "C" for the year.

Fourth year - the next year I find out they want me to do Spanish 2 again. What? But I did it... Wait. Ok - I kinda see why, I mean technically I only passed span 1 again - even though I did a years work of barely passing span 2 first... but... wait... if I had understood - I would have just gotten the D in span 2 and been done ... SHIT. Another year of this? this sucks!

And oh hell no ... they've put the moron in charge of teaching spanish2 now.

I'd have better luck taking the "el vroomvroom" to the "lee-bree-airy-o" than sitting through this shit.

Coincidentally, spanish shared the same work period as my girlfriends lunch hour that year.

I think I showed up maybe once every week or two on average. I had my lunch, then I had lunch with her and made out behind the gym. for a year. It was good.

According to the tests - I got a B - according to my 47 absences. I failed.

5th Year - they let the moron teach spanish 2 again. It was my senior year. My girlfriend and I had broken up and spanish was first period now. Oh well. B grade (I just couldn't be bothered to really try - though at this point I could teach it better than she could.) and I was officially done with the language requirement for american high school.

Some of us don't exactly want to be monolingual idiots... but ... well.

The Procrastination part?

When I found out my highschool spanish wouldn't count at college and I'd have to take span 1 & 2 over again to meet requirements?

I've managed to put off doing that for 15 years now.

Hasn't hurt my career as a (computer) language instructor at all =)
( Allisade would love to hear from you, Thu 13 Nov 2008, 20:47, 1 reply)

Is that
'Spanish 2 - Electric Boogaloo'?
( Monty Boyce, My cheese game is strong, Fri 14 Nov 2008, 14:33, closed)