It got bad enough that I would leave class just to get some sort of peace because my mind could not function with all the talking. But many teachers were helpful with that. They knew I would get my work done because of how much I cared so they did not mind if I would leave class for a few minute.
But I found out not every teacher is there to think of your best interest. The first teacher I learned this from was in middle school. At the time I was more into learning than anything else in my life. I loved going to school. I was even the student who enjoyed homework. It was a good time in my life. That is until one teacher completely changed that in me. The teacher never loved me and that was no secret. I went to a catholic elementary and middle school and the teacher was a nun. She would make us memorize parts of the bible among other religious things. For me memorizing is the hardest thing