Did you get into much trouble at school?
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Not really. I talked too much but knew where to draw the line.
Well…. it really depens on what you mean by “much.”
I was the proverbial class clown. I cut up alot, got my share of “licks.” But I was never suspended and the only time I tried to cut school my ded-gum mother caught me. lol
I did get in a lot of trouble…tsk tsk.
nope never got into trouble.
Are you kidding?! I never got in trouble. Man I love those books!
I got into some. I guess I was about average in that respect. Certainly not a goody-goody, but I was still a student that the teachers generally liked.
Most of the trouble I got into involved being a smartass, or rebelling against arbitrary rules, or being tardy. I didn’t do anything self-destructive or illegal. Unless you count the fight where I really didn’t fight but accepted punishment for it anyway.
Not until my mom and step dad separated did I really start in with the rebel teenager crap. Then all hell broke loose. I got into way too many fights, cut school, was a mean b*tch! I still can’t believe that, but I can’t take it back.
Nope. I was apparently known as “goody two shoes” and “mama’s girl”, and I guess even my friends said that behind my back. I didn’t know about that until much later. I just thought I was a good student.
Nope!!!! I learned a great lesson from my older brother! What was it you might ask….
DON’T GET CAUGHT!!! That my friends is the secret to success in life!! 😀
It’s funny, but I got away with a lot of stuff that my brothers never would have gotten away with. Why? Because nobody thought I had it in me! Boy, were they wrong!