Math had always came easily to me. I was known as the math know-it-all because I would be finished with homework assignments before class was even over. Thus, in ninth grade, my Algebra I teacher told me that I should go into a honor level math class. My first honors level class was a breeze to me. We could hand in homework late, revise tests and quizzes, and had perfect notes given to us in class. In Algebra II, that all changed. My first week of Algebra II, I realized things were going to be a lot different. We were instructed to take notes on one of the chapters and I decided that they were just notes and nothing more. So I skipped doing my homework that night. Boy was I wrong about that. The next day, my teacher stood up and told the class
