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....overall experience good/bad
I had a good experience, probably made a lot of others' quite shit though.
Grown up now though!
so it's probably too early to say.
well behaved but erm..i just don't know.
went from being really weirdly dressed, assuming, sarcastic, obnoxious, insolent etc. to being studious, introverted, self-aware and avoidant.
I made a point of being excessively good at subjects to show how dumb school/teachers are. For the latter years i just liked studying. I'm quite good at subjects.
I mean "school is dumb" makes some sense - as institutions schools are very complicated and are being asked to fulfil a wide variety of roles that it might be imporssible for them to do properly, so the whole thing doesn't really work. And yes, some teachers are lazy and/or stupid, as are people in any profession. But most people who are teachers could be doing a much easier/cushier job for the same or more money, but they choose not to because they think teaching's worth doing. They get frustrated because they usually can;t do the job as well as it needs doing because of problem 1 (schools are too complicated). But why is there such distain towards a group of people who have decided to spend their working lives doing a job that most people do not want to do, and yet agree is vitally important? This is a genuine question!
but then i grew up and gained a reputation for being funny in a sarcasticy way
my dad taught at the school so i kept my nose clean
sixth form really was a golden age
when i was a wee bit chubby and had an actual afro pretty much
but we got to go to parties and see inbetweeners style embarrassment like when someone i knew was sick on a dogs face
then tried to clean it up with a paintroller..which obviously had disastrous consequences.
"oh my god...I did a poo in this room by mistake then tried to clean it with this handy paint roller...oh my god look what happened"
No...you got horribly drunk and decided to smear your poo paint all over the place with a paint roller then had to lie about some how.
Ah, the innocence of youth.
then I had a breakdown and became introverted for most of my time. YAY!
started off a bit geeky, sensible worked hard but only ever did averagely. By year 10 given up, took the lifelong path of slackdom. Neither popular or not but the popularity politics that are supposed to exist at school didnt really at mine, there was the normal elite of horrible girls but no one else cared or reconignised their authority, so just lots of smaller groups that kept to themselves
most saturdays and sundays as well, that was it really. well apart from being a music scholar and trying to do four a-levels. i was a bit busy.
Also didn't do hardly anything I wanted to. Joined debate and the paper for the first two years and that was it, didn't do my best in them, either. Also a massive truant--I liked going to the city.
Was he later? I've never gotten round to finishing the series.
sarcastic and took the piss out of people from the fringes
I had/have a fringe
not hair fringes
I've been the same for about 12 years.
didnt mean for that to happen, i was going to say that i wasnt really any of them but i knew a few people like them especially character like simon
but I couldn't continue because it brought back too many memories. But I didn't have a briefcase.
is that i am a mixture of jay and neil. which is potentially true
i did let my hair grow longer and my music taste changed a bit but i will always be the lazy cynical person i was when i was secondary school.its been 4 years since i left and i have finally grown pubic hair
Never particuarly popular, never massively popular. Had a few weird introverted phases but came into my own in 6th form.
Generally academic, little trouble but I slacked off a lot and did the minimal.
Its probably a lie though, I was fairly disliked for a bit.
Liked by most people but completely well-behaved and lacking a personality, no different to now.
Angry, but justifiably so
bullied a little bit, but mainly completely ignored. later on, on a school trip to new york, someone said "i always thought you were really stuck up about music and books and stuff, but you're actually just really passionate about what you like". we still didn't become friends.
I got your Colour Purple paper and the Horton one as well I think.
that's horrifically embarrassing :(
we usurped your position as chief of english!
But i don't want people to read mine :(
You two went to my school
who are you?
I'm in your sister's english group
it's pretty hideously boring but there are probably worse places to grow up.
erm lets not tell her that we know each other. she is already cross with me for staring at her lovely ginger man friend.
I think I know who you mean, he has a massive adams apple
he plays the saxophone
I used to be in Games Workshop club, and in GW they used to know me by name...
Now I'm superfly, clearly.
but by my peak time i was blessed with a sharp wit and sharp tongue, cheeky, and vaguely respected by the cool kids cos i did loads of drugs. I was also a massive cock
You know? Like everybody else claims to be? There were no cool rich kids at school...you were all very knowingly inadequate yet made up for it with your cutting wit.
used to get all righteous about shit and shout at people. Worked hard though.
Final 2 and a half years I found my friend group and had an amazing time. They're still my friends now. I'd probably say I was odd and inappropriate at school but generally well liked.
just 6th year left
I guess I'm a bit weird - not much friends, but really close to the ones I do have. I can get really annoyed by people's shit music and I've said some pretty fucked things to some girls so I think I'm generally regarded as a weirdo. I'm okay with it though.
but was saved from being a bit of a spod by being in most of the school sports teams. I could generally get on with everyone,but was never part of the 'cool' gang and never really stood out socially. I wasn't into music, or books that much at all, and it wasn't until I left for university that my eyes were opened.
My sixth form days were almost certainly the most relaxed of my life. I probably spent more time playing football and Sensible Soccer than I did studying.
Very unpopular when I started partly because I was the "new kid" at the school (wasn't there for the first year) but things didn't improve much for a while... so maybe I was just weird and not very likeable. (My first year at a different school in London wasn't that interesting, worked hard, very quiet, bit of a geek). Anyway... made friends with a couple of people who gave me a chance, one guy (still friends with him) just invited me to sit with him, he wanted to see what the "new guy" was like, fair play, someone who wasn't going to judge me before knowing me properly.
I started becoming more mischievous in year 9, partly hormones, partly because I had found my "crew" by this stage. I did less and less work and was a cheeky little fuck, I wasn't horrible just a bit of a pain in the arse I guess. It went downhill from here, got caught with alcohol in school, got suspended for breaking into the 6th form block when drunk at night time during year 11 (got arrested for that, wasn't fun, at least they didn't know we stole a bottle of wine). Played football loads on the field at lunch, used to bring our football boots in and take it quite seriously, good times :D
In 6th form I was accepted (sort of) but still seen as a bit of an oddball, still being mouthy and opinionated I got into a lot of arguments with a lot of people including teachers on ocassion. I wouldn't take shit from anybody, someone tried to claim that I was "on purposely different" what the hell? I think some people were scared of me because I wasn't like them, they needed to ridicule me as I was seen as a threat. Don't know why, people are really stupid like that.
I hope people can actually make some sense of this, it looks a bit messy.
could you rephrase it?
whether you were joking or not. I'm not sure I should take it as a compliment or how to react, but I'm choosing this option.
how can I even successfully (lol?) reply to posts without being able to read? I've never read a book, you're right, sorry about that. Nah, haven't got any idea what he's on about then.
you should have realised that I CAN by now. Pay attention.
I'm sure you can...
1) Understand enough of it to know what I'm on about despite the messiness.
2) Not mess me around like this.
but it would probably be better to call her pretty or beautiful rather than handsome, she is a girl after all.
But i was very unpopular then, although i had more friends than I do now.
Now I'm a slacker but I keep quiet, I only have 2 friends but I don't get bullied or anything.
but not a swat, Nirvana hoodie, greasy hair, girls thought I was weird and picked on me to quite an extent. Whereas some of the guys and teachers thought I was ok.
Bit of a mixed experience really, but I probably had a worse time at Sixth form...
(if that's you, well done, or something)
It was a gangly kid. I couldn't spin my head around or owt though.
It's the lack of beard haha.
but i went to a strict, old fashioned all girls school. so when we snuck out at lunch time or ran up the alley to smoke we thought we were cool! haha. then in year 10 we started bunking off a lot. but i studied hard for exams.
i would say i dressed like a dick but it was the 90s and we all did! my long dress / DM boots combo was the greatest. especially when i bleached the front strands of my dark hair and then let it grow out. OH YEAH.
but then i starting drinking milk
when my genius was recognised.
I was the first real indie boy at school in year 9. I started wearing converse and drainpipes and got lots of shit for listening to the Arctic Monkeys etc. in the latter years from people I see buzzing off them when I go out nowadays in Burnleh.
My school years, 01-06, were probably the worst years of my life. Not in any drastic 'I WAS ABUSED' way, just in that before that, it was ace, and since that, it's been terrific.
i regret it
till about half way through yr 10 my friends were quite shitty too me, just laddish banter except about 99% of it was directed at me. bullying ? i dunno. either way i got bored of those people, moved to a different group, and then joined their band, we were respected for being the long haired fun people = good move.
year 11 was the best.
also playing football at lunchtime in the summer became somewhat a religion. we refered to it as The Lunchtime League and whenever it was a special event (last day of term, non uniform day) we held a special one off cup event. through summer of yr 11 my mate kept a tally of the scores and we got to the final day 3 points ahead but equal on goal difference, so if they won, they'd take the league on goal difference. we won the game tho, which was fucking incredible. so many good moment happened cos of the lunchtime league, such as josh taking a hit in the bollocks while standing on the goal line, thus stopping them scoring.
you can tell how much i loved it by how much i've rambled...
I was a right little shit. At 12 I did my first drugs (an e and some whiz) and in the same year impregnated a girl. From then til 16 I got arrested countless times. I used to carry round a gas powered gun and shoot people with it if things got heavy. I was suspended twice,kicked out of my form etc. Last yr of school pulled it round though, got A's & B's and sorted myself out. I wouldn't lift a fist to anyone now, I hate fighting with a passion.
Wore bad clothes.
Got in trouble with teachers for being antisocial.
I was like the tallest person in the world at 15. I've not really grown since and everyone else seems to have shot up now.
I was the first in the school to get 100 merits and I got the best GCSE results in my year. However, I didn't have many friends and was extremely unhappy for much of lower secondary school. I basically tried to make up for lack of social success by working hard and succeeding academically instead. Rather a vicious circle, as this only alienated me further.
It got a bit better in years 10/11, but then I left and went to a highly academic sixth form college and for the first time i didn't stand out for my grades, I was suurounded by intelligent and interesting people and I actually formed a good group of friends and got a social life. My grades and work ethic suffered slightly, but i was happy. The end.
I put on an assembly in front of 300 kids with two of my best friends, protesting against animal testing. We made somebody jump out of a box as an accurate representation of how we can free the animals...
I was liked, but never in the popular crowd. Spent most of it living inside an awkward, self-loathing bubble, but such is teenage life, is it not?
everyone there can gtf.
good at sport, steady B-grade student, not really hated, not really liked, pretty much anonymous..sort of like being on DiS, basically. Mr Middle-Ground. Didn't really enjoy school, sixth form was much worse though.
Bullied, didn't care for my schooling, massivley depressed in year 11.
Yeah, don't miss it.
Got on fine with most people, bit of a geek at times. Spent every lunchtime skateboarding and playing goldeneye with my crew.
a Fear Factory hoodie and a tendency to wear nail varnish to school. I was often seen kicking back at the school chess club and casually getting A's despite looking half asleep the entire time I was there. And yet somehow, some way, all of this conspired to make me UNpopular. People are strange.
However being on the athletics 'team' and being able to roll a shitty resin joint in under a minute stopped me from getting out and out bullied. Though my sarcastic streak earn me a few fairly severe kickings.
hated every minute of it, 1000 times happier now.
Bit of a nerd, but was decent at sport and was quite funny, so I got along with nearly everyone except the complete psychopaths. I wore some really shit clothes though, it was only in 6th Form that I realised that wearing clothes that are a size or two too big for you isn't a great look.
i suspect the teachers might say the same.
The mistake was that they failed to establish any ground rules, any agreement, any contract of what we could mutually agree to, at the beginning