I got 15 percent in a class thAt I went exactly twice to in grade 10. I changed that 15 percent to a 55 on my report card using a pencil. My parents were pissed, but not "ohmigod you are a complete loser" pissed. 55 percent was still a pass. Lol.
I ditched class. A lot. Junior year I missed on average 1 or 2 days a week. Senior year, I maybe showed up one day a week. My mom had no clue. I wrote all of my own notes, half the time signing my dad's name since he lived out of town and I figured they'd never catch on. But I signed my mom's name on occasion, too.
Little did I know, they actually kept files of all the old absence letters turned in at the office for excusals. My Government teacher thought I was altering the dates on my absence slips that all the teachers had to sign. Which I usually did do, but that was one of the few times I didn't. So he sent me to the office. I still hate him for that.
The VP took me in her office and plopped down that massive folder with all those notes I'd written and told me to pick out the ones actually written by one of my parents. She didn't believe me when I said they all were lol.
A few days of detention at lunch hour and that's it. Not bad. And since I moved out of my mom's house right after that, I was allowed to write my own notes any time I wanted. I loved that.
I was SUCH A NERD. My mom even called me in for senior ditch day. I didn't drink, I didn't smoke, and I didn't fuck. I probably could have had a lot more fun :-)
I used to forge my Mother's signature for stuff. She knew it. She didn't care, it just meant I didn't have to hand it to her early in the morning for her to sign.
I would do the process where you scribble in pencil on the back of the form that had the signature and then copy over it so it transferred onto the paper.
Post by margotmacomber on Jul 25, 2012 13:09:00 GMT -5
In college I strategically angled my tests/quizzes so football players could easily and unobtrusively copy. Because football is important yo. Our QB (Big Ben!) was a Heisman contender, although I never got the pleasure of having a class with him. </3
Post by pittsmcgee on Jul 25, 2012 13:11:17 GMT -5
In 6th grade they were threatening to cancel all of our non-academic classes so a bunch of us organized a walk-out during school hours. I got suspended for three days
In 8th grade algebra I sat up front, next to the teachers desk. He used to leave quizzes out, right on top of his desk. I would copy from those. I got an awesome grade in that class but tanked on Freshman Algebra, wonder why?
I used to skip classes regularly in high school to get high.
I left my prom to do coke and drink with the cool kids. Without my date. This still haunts me to this day. What an asshole I was. That was the beginning of my downward sprial.
I skipped constantly in HS. And my punishment for skipping was to be suspended. So if course I just did it more. My junior year they sent me to the alternative school for the year. I raised my GPA to a 4.0 and then I came back for my senior year.
Spring break a group if 20 or so got cabins in the smokeys. We caught hella fish and had the genius idea of sticking them in the air vents at school. It finally started stinking the last week of school and the janitor found them. They threatened to hold all of our diplomas until we cleaned it up. We ended up leaving 2 bags of fish in the school and never found out who ratted us out.
I was a pretty good kid until I started dating this guy who had an ex-gf that went to my high school. She was this huge jock girl and I was soo skinny and whimpy (at least I looked it) and she would follow me around and bully me.
One day she corned me in the locker cages and was trying to start a fight with me. My friend yelled at her to stop (from a distance) and she turned to look at her and then turned back to me real quick. I took that opportunity to smash her face into the front of my locker. I broke her nose and she almost passed out. I just stood there amazed at what I had done. I was covered in blood from her nose and she was just sitting there. A passing teacher saw and the next thing I knew she was on the way to the hospital and I was in the principals office.
I told him everything and he told me that it was not right to fight but that this girl had acted as a bully in the past to other students. I felt horrible and was crying and he just talked to me and called my mom. I wasn't punished AT ALL at school.
My mom didn't really punish me either. When the bully came back to school she tracked me down and apologized over and over. I guess she realized how she was acting towards people and from them on she tried real hard to be my friend.
Post by cheesierthanchedda on Jul 25, 2012 13:20:52 GMT -5
In pre-K I was the leader of a gang of 5/6 year olds (I was 3!) who would go into the lockers during recess and steal potato chips for me.
In 5th grade I brought a condom to school. Showed a few friends;we giggled. Over the next few days my classmates heard about it and started "encouraging" me to do it again. Wanting DESPERATELY to fit in, I did. It started circulating the lunch tables. Then someone opened it and threw it at one of the girls. The lunch supervisor asks who brought it - every single one of my "friends" turned right around and pointed at me. Fucking assholes. A letter had to go home to all the parents. I can only imagine what was going through the head of that poor elementary school office secretary's head as she wrote that letter. I didn't get suspended or anything though.
Post by mamasaurus on Jul 25, 2012 14:10:04 GMT -5
Um, I was kind of a train wreck from grades 7-11. So there's a lot, plus crazy made-up shit. Highlights include a couple of very public breakdowns, a weird fisting-related rumor because a girl I went out with a couple times started calling me "Mittens" as an affectionate nickname, and a girl whose ex-BF I dated getting pissed and spreading rumors that I sacrificed a baby to Satan and also had sex with a vacuum cleaner. I also told a couple people way too much about my actual fucked-up home life.
I still can sign my Moms signature perfect, I never got in trouble at home!
In 10th grade I had a jerk teacher in one class & he sent me to ISS daily. I loved ISS because the monitor didn't give a crap & let us do whatever we wanted.
In 11th & 12th we had off campus lunch which lead to a lot of bad things. Our favorite was Sonic cherry limeades with vodka, made for a fun afternoon. Or we would just take off for the afternoon. I turned 18 right at the start of Senior year so I just signed myself out.
To this day I don't think my mom knows that my hs had signature cards for the parents to sign in the first week of school. Forged those bad boys and never had any issues getting my detention slips signed.
I was a huge drinker/partier in hs but I never really got in trouble. All of my friends were super nerds too- for whatever reason, when you are drinking with the yearbook editor, captain of the rowing team, captain of the tennis team, and kids who were already accepted to good colleges the teachers are much more likely to turn a blind eye.
in 3rd grade some boy said to me "Baby can you light my fire" I slapped him and had to spend a week on the bench during recess
I got caught smoking weed during lunch in the 10th grade and had to attended a month of Saturday school
Ive done ton of "bad" things during school but only got caught for those two things
I once told my mom that my bff's mom needed to borrow our van, they lived on the next block so somehow I convinced my mom to let me drive the van over to her and she let me. We went on a joy ride I picked up some friends we finally got pulled over and some of my friends took off running I stayed behind with the van and the police called my mom she was to upset to talk to me and I never really got punished for that
I went to a catholic school run by nuns. I got drunk on my 15th birthday. They didn't catch me although I gave half a heart attack to my friends. But they were the ones who got me drunk so...
I was terrified of authority, so I pretty much did nothing.
I faked stomach aches in kindergarten to get to go home when I was tired.
I got in trouble in 2nd grade for talking w/ my friends when we should have been quiet. But it was a sub and we were feeling dangerous that day. But THEN, she calls us all up (all of us the goody two shoes of the class), and tells us to write our names on the chalk board so our teacher would see them the next day.
Post by hisno1girl on Jul 25, 2012 19:26:29 GMT -5
This one time (in HS) I wore red socks, a red belt, and a red headband with my school uniform and I got a detention for wearing accessories that were in violation of the dress code.
My basis for argument was that the dress code didn't say we couldn't wear them.
That was my one and only time of ever getting in trouble in school. I was a total goody two shoes.
I never did anything really terrible. I was generally liked by teachers, so even if I did something side-eye worthy they "happened to be blinking at the moment and missed it." Like when I stabbed a kid in the arm with a pencil in HS and he was bleeding, or when I punched a guy on the school bus in middle school.
I took some drags off of a cigarette in a locker (?) with my then boyfriend. I never got in any trouble and he always did, so when we got busted, the principal assumed I didn't partake. I let him. Other than that, I kept my extra-curriculars out of the building. But yeah, I smoked a lot of pot.