Class Time Well Spent

I wasted more time in RC Trad class than any other.  Really though, I wasn't missing anything.  Other than the occasional temper tantrum and some odd twitches that led us to believe he wore a hair shirt, our teacher offered up very little.    To be fair, I doubt there's a more tedious subject to teach than Roman Catholic Tradition, but there had to be a better way.  I saved my notebook from that class because it was so filled with doodles, song lyrics, and scribbles back and forth with classmates that there was very little room for any actual notes.  This particular teacher had the habit of using certain expressions over and over and over and over.  BFF and I started keeping daily tallies and reporting back to each other.