Sorry for length in Advance
I had (have) a genuine medical problem but I used it to full advantage at school. Most of my teachers didn't really understand what I had (It's a bit like Asthma)so used to freak out if I even cleared my throat. So, in school, I never wore the school skirt, I wore my jeans instead. I often left the school without signing out, or without permission, because I was "sick". Never had homework done because I was too sick the night before. In classes I didn't like (Irish, Maths and Chemistry)my friends would make me laugh, I'd start coughing, and I'd have to leave the class. The friend would come with me, and we'd spend the rest of the class in the loos. Soon we realised that the prayer room was a much better place, as it was sound proof. I never once went to a Chem class in 4th year. I only had it for half the year, to see if I wanted to do it for my leaving, but after one class I knew I didn't. The teacher was a whore. So I just never went. Cos I was "sick". I never went to PE. (Yet still got a cert to say I can teach volley ball) Yet, I was always considered well behaved. I got detention a few times (Never actally went, cos I was- Oh, you know) for minor things. But my proudest rebillions were fucking a priest out of it in class. I called him a "Fucking Prick" and all. I can't belive it now. Best part is, the priest, who normally went running to the year head in signs of trouble, didn't even repot me. Cos he knew I was right. Take that Fr. Heheir!
(Beauty School Drop-out, Thu 19 Jul 2007, 19:18, Reply)