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@Jaina: I had a nightmare chemistry teacher last semester. Basically if you were good at sports or science, you got on his good side. I'm not good at either. If you were doing something wrong during an experiment, he would broadcast it to the entire room. He loved to make you feel like an idiot and embarass you in front of the class. And he rarely helped you with anything; he just offered unhelpful pep talks like "Man up, and learn some chemistry!" He assaulted the kids with poor grades with questions he knew they couldn't answer (and every last one of them was a good kid; they weren't slackers, they just weren't good at chemistry). And, yes, he did the no bathroom thing too (unless of course you were on of his straight A or sports jock pets). He was a jerk.
Just remember: suffering builds character. 
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) and my ex boyfriend (so you can only guess how awkward 
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