Learning how to type.
You either had to take typing, or some other class that I can’t remember during my junior year. The other class didn’t appeal to me at all, obviously as I cannot even remember it now, so I took typing. By happenstance my best friend was in the same class.
The class taught me a skill that I use till this day, some 38 years later.
Leaving a cutting knife in a sink with soapy water is the best way to fail the exam and cut yourself.
My locker combination
SOH CAH TOA in trigonometry
Don’t let them search your car even if you know there’s nothing in there.
I learned about 9/11 because it happened when I was in high school.
“Basically nothing”
Felt mostly like a waste of time.Calculus. That is the first thing that comes to mind.
The cell membrane is a biphospholipid layer that’s 7.5 millimicrons thick.
Why not nanometers?
It said 7.5 millimicrons in the textbook, so that’s what’s been etched indelibly in my mind.
That nobody gives a shit about you, especially if you are in any way not mainstream, and they’d rather you not exist than to help you.
Sounds like someone is still in high school lmao
