Drama!

[captain_slinky]

Remember when you were in High School and you had something that seemed like it was the most important thing in the world and everybody tried to say that they understood but nobody understood just how important that thing was too you because it was more important than LIFE ITSELF? In short, do you remember what your "Drama" was back then? If so, please post about it (either here or in your own journal) and let me know how that turned out for you!

I think that the most common ones are gonna be either the "Love" ones (because NOBODY has EVER been as in love with somebody as much as she was with 'Snake') or "Hate" ones (because NOBODY messes with me like that! NOBODY!)

Mine was Graduation Drama. All my teachers knew I was brilliant because I *knew* the material and aced the tests, but I was failing every class because I had a problem with handing in my weekly assignments. I charmed several teacher sin to giving me passing grades, and had my Boss at McDonalds fudge the hours of my "Work Experience" and... here I am today! A proud productive citizen with a Diploma and little else!

Comments

[sasjhwa.livejournal.com]

A lot of my drama came from what would come after school. I wanted out of Anacortes but had no money. I wanted to go to college but really didn't want to go to Skagit. It consumed my two years at Anacortes High.

[captain-slinky.livejournal.com]

You were only at AHS for two years?

[sasjhwa.livejournal.com]

Yeah, I was in the same home/private collective school that the Fergusens (Andy/Holly) were in from 7th - the first half of 10th grade. Anacortes Christian School it was called. I think you might have known the Fergusens at some point.

I transfered to AHS when it was clear that they didn't have the ability to actually teach me math or science. I found out our teacher was learning algebra at the same pace as me, only a day ahead. Sheesh. After failing 7th grade algebra for 3 years in a row because the teacher couldn't actually teach it to me he took me downstairs and paddled me for failure and what he perceived to be not trying. I was done with them. Paddling in school in general I'm opposed to but to do it to a 14 year old? Criminal. Had I been more world aware I would have had him arrested. Mom made me go one more semester but then I simply refused to go anymore. But of course the whole point of going to that school was to "protect" me from the real world.

When I got to AHS they counted my whole freshman year as having an c because the school wasn't accredited. The trick with our school was that you couldn't just pass. You had to get 100% on all tests or you had to retake them until you did. So technically I got an A in everything but the school only gave me Cs.

The other problem with taking the home school/private school was that I had to make up a lot of classes that AHS wouldn't accept in transfer, like PE and science. So my schedule was so full I couldn't get into anything I wanted like driver's ed or even language classes.

My 2 1/2 years at AHS were basically spent worrying about college and trying to get straight A's so I could bring my average up to make up for the home school nonsense and trying to work so I could actually have a few dollars to GO to college. Oh and of course suddenly being thrust into a world of drugs, girls and rock and roll (all of which had been forbidden up to that point.) I never did drugs, was way to shy around girls, and still thought that rock and roll was the devil's music.

It wasn't until probably my second year of college that I "normalled out" as much as was possible at that point.