A Thread about... NOTHING!

ok, i said i'd post about my life so far:

in high school, i had:
16 suspensions
1 arrest (should have been more)
2 psychological profilings
10 counsellors.

From primary school, i was bullied. no sympathy, i don't want it. But i was bullied a lot. I had one "friend" and he would steal money etc off me. before i got to highschool, i was into the whole going out setting fire to stuff/breaking windows/bricking schools/breaking into places jazz. When i got to highschool, it got worse for a few weeks, then i got suspended for the first time. This was for getting angry and lashing out at kids, and i was the first case the school had had like this. They pure and simple didn't know what to do. The cause? a few weeks of bullying. After this, my behaviour sort of improved. i wasn't disruptive in lessons regularly, and usually if i was disruptive, it was because the other kids would call me until i lost my rag. At the end of my first year of high school, i had four suspensions. for one of them, i got the entire school out on to the playing fields, and it took four big lads to carry me away. i gouged eyes, kicked faces and spat in the "**** of the school"'s face.

This carried on into the next year, when halfway through (and after a couple of suspensions), they decided to exclude me at dinner. This helped, sort of... it limited outbursts to breaktimes/lessons, where they were easily controlled. i was also on a card system, where the grades went from A (good), to D (really bad). I generally ranked A or B, and only once got a D (because again, i lashed out). I couldn't deal with verbal abuse, i never knew how. In third year, i don't remember much. i think i got suspended, but i really don't know.

In fourth year, it really went to ****. thus far in school, i hadn't gone 4 weeks into the year without a suspension, and this time it was a bad one leading to my arrest: I got caught for setting fire and throwing a stolen phone against a wall. my friend stole it, we never thought we'd get caught. 2-3 weeks later, i was back in school. I then, after three days, got suspended again... a guy who i didn't get along with attacked me, so i pinned him to the wall by his throat with every intention of removing him from this earth. Because we blagged it as a fight, we only got a threeday suspension, but i broke my dad's heart. i straightened up for a bit until the end of year ten (there may have been another in between this but i don't remember... sorry). At the end of year ten (sorry, this is fourth year as well), i held a knife up to a lad's throat for calling me names. this time, it got real. i was suspended until the end of the year (2-3 weeks), and nobody knew what was going to happen. this time, i didn't get punished at home. My parent's had given up. If it wasn't for one teacher, i would have been arrested. this is where one psychological profiling came in, and three counsellors. This failed, however, as partway through fifth year (year eleven), i got myself suspended again. I lost my rag, and this time they kept me on limited timetable. I was only in for a few lessons a day, and sometimes had free days. I loved this. however, i ended up with two tutors, which annoyed me. There are certain things you do in your life, and you know it's really bad. i nearly tore my family apart. I came out of this mess with the grades:
A
B
C
D
E

which isn't bad considering. The majority of grades were B's and C's, with one A, one E and one D in there.

Now, in between this, i haven't included my mess of a love life, my absolute hell of a friend group (which has only recently stabilised) and other various disasters (such as being battered into the floor etc etc)
 
Well there was that one time..........







........not in band camp..............








where y'all seemed to pull it together.







For a couple of posts anyways. :p
 
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