I took spanish in high school for one year, but hated it. The first class that I went to, I was placed wrong in college level spanish, and hell I didnt even know the letters or numbers, so the teacher asked me something in spanish and I answered saying, Mucho Grande Nachos!! That was all the spanish I knew. The teacher kicked me out of class, I went straight to the principal and told him, I am placed in the wrong class by mistake and I need a schedule change, since i was a principal's honor student, he already knew me, I never had to take a look at that ugly beeotch one more time.