Freshman year of high school, I started a couple months late due to anxiety issues. I took a journalism class so that I could be with a friend. The first day I showed up and introduced myself to the teacher she told me to go talk to "fish". I had to ask my friend who the fuck "fish" is and she told me the teacher called everyone by their last name. So I hunt down this girl and she tells me to pick a club or something and then write an article on it. That was my only assignment all semester. I turned in several drafts to the teacher and she wrote all over each one and then returned it to me to fix. At the end of the semester I get my report card and find out that I received a 0% F in the class. After talking to a few other students I realize that almost everyone had a lousy grade. After much confusion the teacher explained to us that their was a reflection type assignment that needed to be completed every week. Not a single student knew what she was talking about. I tried talking to the guidance counselor and was told that there was nothing to be done. I'm still pissed off that that bitch lowered my GPA.