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Sarah_Jayne · 09-09-2004, 05:52 PM

I was the nightmare of my teachers because I was capable of never doing homework and then pulling out an A on the finals for the subjects I liked. The problem with me was that when I didn't like a subject I didn't really try which pissed my mother off no end.

I was the only person in the history of my school to ever been in advanced placement history and english AND remedial math at the same time. It wasn't that I needed remidal math. I did okay but I HATED it and I was already accepted into university and I figured out that I would still graduate with whatever math credit so I dropped normal math and went down just so I could spend my day doing long division rather than having to think about math. I loved history , journalism (I made them create levels 3 and 4 of that class), geography and anything to do with English or lit so I did well in those.

I have always been a workaholic at something I like doing but I find it near impossible to have a set daily routine of getting up the same time, getting the bus, having lunch at the exact same minute, etc. That is why I wan't good at a commute and why I was born to sit in a room writing (or building porn sites)

I think I was the poster child in the staff room for 'doesn't live up to potential'. I hated the damn town and I wanted nothing more than to get far away. Amazing that I am in London, eh?

The best part was calling the school last year to get my transcripts for something and informing the guidance office receptionist (who STILL knew who I was 5 years on) that I was about to attend my graduation for my double major, double honours degrees.

I had some good teachers, my mother and my sister are teachers so I respect the profession a great deal. Some of the teachers at that school shaped my mind and my life in a way I can never repay but frankly some of them did me a hell of a lot of mental damage and it is best I don't see them again as an adult when they can't say or do the things they did at the time without me being able to respond.

Hint to future teachers: When a 16 year old girl comes to you to say she was late because of a problem at home you don't tell her you can't be bothered to talk.

09-09-2004, 05:52 PM
Sarah_Jayne Now with more Jayne Industry Role: Join Date: Dec 2002 Location: Los Angeles Posts: 40,077	I was the nightmare of my teachers because I was capable of never doing homework and then pulling out an A on the finals for the subjects I liked. The problem with me was that when I didn't like a subject I didn't really try which pissed my mother off no end. I was the only person in the history of my school to ever been in advanced placement history and english AND remedial math at the same time. It wasn't that I needed remidal math. I did okay but I HATED it and I was already accepted into university and I figured out that I would still graduate with whatever math credit so I dropped normal math and went down just so I could spend my day doing long division rather than having to think about math. I loved history , journalism (I made them create levels 3 and 4 of that class), geography and anything to do with English or lit so I did well in those. I have always been a workaholic at something I like doing but I find it near impossible to have a set daily routine of getting up the same time, getting the bus, having lunch at the exact same minute, etc. That is why I wan't good at a commute and why I was born to sit in a room writing (or building porn sites) I think I was the poster child in the staff room for 'doesn't live up to potential'. I hated the damn town and I wanted nothing more than to get far away. Amazing that I am in London, eh? The best part was calling the school last year to get my transcripts for something and informing the guidance office receptionist (who STILL knew who I was 5 years on) that I was about to attend my graduation for my double major, double honours degrees. I had some good teachers, my mother and my sister are teachers so I respect the profession a great deal. Some of the teachers at that school shaped my mind and my life in a way I can never repay but frankly some of them did me a hell of a lot of mental damage and it is best I don't see them again as an adult when they can't say or do the things they did at the time without me being able to respond. Hint to future teachers: When a 16 year old girl comes to you to say she was late because of a problem at home you don't tell her you can't be bothered to talk.