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  • MissFire
    New Member
    • Feb 2001
    • 14

    What kinda kid were you at school??

    You know, A bully? a jock? a nerd? a loner? I wonder how much of what you were like back then has stuck with you through til now. I wonder if there is any common ground in this?

    MissFire
  • Magrat2005
    Senior Member
    • Feb 2005
    • 333

    #2
    I was a bit of a trouble maker, I stole (paper and books mostly), I nearly always hanged out with a group of boys (who my friend and I called the 'nerdies') and we sometimes got into trouble, for being in school at lunch and not outside, or making to much noise....but it was all fun.....I did my homework, when I could be bothered

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    • jester
      Senior Member
      • Dec 2000
      • 1084

      #3
      I was the kid who thought he was funny but the rest of the class kept shouting "Shut up, you aren't funny" and they kept spitting on me on the way home and my coat would be covered in gob and the teachers would ask me to stay behind afterwards so they could spit on me where there were no witnesses, and this kid in my class called Martin was bigger than me and he used to say "NOBODY LIKES YOU. YOU DON'T BELONG HERE." And this kid called Ettiene used to hate me because we had a character clash and he used to put pepper in my custard at dinner time, and this sick kid called Eric used to twack me with a ruler during Geography and then when I yelped, I would get told off by the teacher for yelping and I would have to stay behind afterwards so I could be twacked with a ruler by the teacher, and I used to hang around with this gang who said I could join them if I did lots of dares that would get me into trouble, so in order to be accepted I learned how to stand naked on the school roof with a firework blazing, held by the cheeks of my buttocks, as the whole school sang "Onward Christian Soldiers" in the playground below.

      In order to be accepted I would steal stuff from the science lab and then try and sell it on the playground black market in order to appear cool. So I stole a metronome which I tried to sell but nobody had any use for a minature windscreen wiper with no blade or indeed no screen, so I tried to sell it back to the teacher I stole it off, but he guessed that it wasn't mine to sell and so my parents were called (Again!) and the educational psychiatrist asked me to write a story about butterflys and foreheads (he was mad) and on the way home, Martin, in the biggest pair of platform shoes I have ever seen stepped out suddenly from behind a corner and tried to scare me, but he didn't know the words to any songs by David Cassidy, and he was strangely silent so I just ran through his legs, and kept running, past home, out of the village, through meadows of golden wheat which rustled around my waist and kept running until eventually I coollapsed into a clearing in which Paul Newman was playing pool with a strange but handsome kid who was eating lots and lots of eggs.

      Paul Newman looked at me and said "What's the problem kid." I said I'm lost. He said "You're lost? Look at that weird guy with the funny nose talking gibberish." And there was this guy with curly boots called Rumple and none of his clothes were Ironed and he said "I know you. Your name is Gesture" and he made this gesture with his hand which was very rude....

      Still, I had a decent education.

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      • Eveish
        Member
        • Jan 2005
        • 52

        #4
        I was a wierd, petit little girl in odd socks and purple shoes who hid under the tables or climbed the highest tree in the playground just to quietly read some book and escape into a universe all of my own. The friends I made were few but close and most of these I am still friends with today. I loved to do cartwheels accross the grass until I made myself dizzy, or sit in my tree poking my tongue out at passing boys (ho hum, some things never change )

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        • Peter
          Senior Member
          • Dec 2000
          • 271

          #5
          Re: What kinda kid were you at school??

          Originally posted by MissFire
          You know, A bully? a jock? a nerd? a loner? I wonder how much of what you were like back then has stuck with you through til now. I wonder if there is any common ground in this?

          MissFire
          MissFire, I would have to say that I was the loner nerd is school proibably caused by my shyness. My father was in the American military and we would be transferred to different bases every few years so I'd have to try to meet new friends.

          Funny, my girlfriends say I'm still shy except when performing and being in my character of Paddy.

          Peter

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          • firegirl
            Senior Member
            • Dec 2001
            • 452

            #6
            i was a really, really shy drama/choir/chess club nerd with punk rock tendancies.

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            • Ivan Bellari
              Member
              • Dec 2004
              • 88

              #7
              i hated school

              i was the fat kid with the stutter, blonde afro and the broken glasses
              then i was the fat kid who didn't speak had a blonde afro and had broken glasses
              then i was the fat kid who pretty much did nothing but try to hide the fact i had bad hair and broken glasses

              then in grade 10 i was the fat kid with the blonde afro who played d&d was picked on because i had a stutter and broken glasses

              i ran away half way through grade 10 ....

              finally in grade 12 i was the captain of the wrestling team , captain of the debate squad ... i was the 300lb skinhead with cool glasses and the only guy in school with pierced ears and a tattoo ( never lost a wrestling match only lost one debate )
              ...

              guess what i am now

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              • pablo
                Senior Member
                • Jan 2004
                • 200

                #8
                The Wonder Years

                I was sitting in the back row - doodling and drawing the teacher or other students or my own cartoon characters - completely oblivious to whatever class I was in and having no intention of studying for tests or doing homework. My attitude was: "I am an artist, and the rest of you are lemmings."

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                • jester
                  Senior Member
                  • Dec 2000
                  • 1084

                  #9
                  Actually I was a bully and I was bullied.

                  I just passed it on down. It was that kind of school. I had no real trouble in classes and could afford to piss about because the teachers were very good and made the work interesting.

                  But unlike a lot of my freinds, I never gobbed on the back of anybodies coat and I never had my coat gobbed on, which I think was far worse than having your arm twisted up your back or having the thugs shout expletives in your face whenever I said what I really thought, which was often.

                  I have some horrible memories and some really good ones. I never go to school re-unions, those days are not the happiest days of your life. They are the ones you just get through.

                  The highlight of my school career was shortly after the invention of "superglue" I found myself glued to a toilet seat in the school.

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                  • Magrat2005
                    Senior Member
                    • Feb 2005
                    • 333

                    #10
                    Originally posted by jester
                    The highlight of my school career was shortly after the invention of "superglue" I found myself glued to a toilet seat in the school.
                    *trying to supress fits of giggles* Really? Bet that hurt, what kind of nasty child would do something like that? Was it someone you pissed off?

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                    • jester
                      Senior Member
                      • Dec 2000
                      • 1084

                      #11
                      Hang on. I'll start a new thread.

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                      • Magrat2005
                        Senior Member
                        • Feb 2005
                        • 333

                        #12
                        You need to make a new thread to tell me about your arse, Im flattered
                        Last edited by Magrat2005; Mar-04-2005, 05:08 PM.

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                        • MissFire
                          New Member
                          • Feb 2001
                          • 14

                          #13
                          Yeah, I pretty much figured everyone was a bit of a loner. I was picked on so much that by the time they came around to accepting me into the ranks I really didn't give a fuck. I moved from hiding out in the library to hiding in my thoughts, always opting for the seat closest to the window and gazing longingly at the sun and birds that awaited me outside, beyond the barbed wire that was present ontop of the chicken wire fences around the school - and it did feel every bit like a prison! So i guess now I still have that "fuck you" attitude but am too busy doing my own thing to take the energy to tell anyone. Cool, eh?.... No? Well, fuck you!.....haha

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                          • Evan Young
                            Senior Member
                            • May 2001
                            • 1002

                            #14
                            the begining of junior high i was a dork. a loser. by the end of juniour high I was starting to get noticed.
                            by the end of high school I was a neat novelty to the "popular kids".
                            I never did my homework, but all my teachers liked my personality.
                            I made it a point not to be seen with the kids who were known drug heads, even though I had a big habbit.
                            I didn't quite have the confidence to get laid, but I could have.
                            I was manager of the track team, but they treated me like a coach.
                            I didn't like the lead drama kids for the most part, but I was in every play and stole shows with minor characters.
                            Everybody (2,000 students) knew who I was, and I was loved by many.

                            I enjoyed school. it was kind of a game to me, especially the social aspect of it. After graduation, I was so glad to discover the real world.
                            Last edited by Evan Young; Mar-06-2005, 02:47 AM.

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                            • the scarecrow
                              Member
                              • Mar 2005
                              • 25

                              #15
                              Quiet

                              I was quiet. Why make trouble it only encourages the teachers.

                              I learnt a lot and astonished the school by getting far higher grades in the real exams than I ever did in the class room.

                              Something about an exam always brought out the best in me.

                              Shocked! The Teachers didn't really know who I was, and suddenly the kid who was going off to do an apprenticeship in The Ferrous Industry is leaving with the School record for O'level grade A. And I had to enter myself for the Physics O'level because they thought I wasn't up to it.

                              Mind you it wasn't a high performing school. It was somewhere for the yokels to go while they waited to serve in the fields.

                              I didn't even go back to say goodbye after the last examination.

                              There was this kid who sat next to me who doodled a lot and used to draw the cover to Dark Side of the Moon on everything. He said he was an artist and sneered at the rest of the world as though they were lemmings.

                              He dropped out of Art school and now sulks in a feild somewhere growling at society whenever he has to come into town to collect his benefits. Hah.

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