Poll! What kind of kid were/are you in school?
in school i could bunk(bypass) many training and draw close out with my pals and that i became a member of a nicely-liked team lots of my pals are suspended yet i became by no capacity suspended i continuously be able to keep my grades extreme,to not get in touch in any problems and continuously make a good impact which saved me from suspensions and different stuffs:)
POLL: were you a BAD or GOOD kid in highschool ?
welll..... def should be d via fact I felt like each and each of the ppl i replace into around in that couple of minutes of hell have been finished idiots so i do online highschool and that i graduate in 2 yrs quicker. I in basic terms lasted 3 months earlier I couldnt cope with each and each of the drama, sluts, and liars. i've got faith undesirable for all of us who nevertheless does!
Were/Are you "that weird kid" at school?
Yeah, and I was also "the loner", too. It wasn't fun.. I was always the quiet kid, so everyone considered me in either a bad mood, or extremely shy. Honestly, I wasn't exactly either, I was just not very social. Later, I found a couple of friends who were always picked on for being "nerds" or "weirdos". But they were the people I could actually have fun and hang out with - people who I could feel like I fit in with. I hate how people start judging you, when they don't even know you. But that's school for ya, I guess.
What kind of kid were/are you at school?
kind of a social drifter i could hang out with geeks, popular kids, anyone, I got along with everyone and was accepted by any group i tried to talk to. but as a consequence i never had many real friends or was particularly popular in any circle. I had alot of connections though which helped me get alot of great oppertunities so i guess it wasnt too bad.
Were/ are the popular kids in your school good looking?
that entire factor is recommend ... my colleges all people is nice-looking captivating form and compassionate and dependable and prayerful and respectable people era.. sixtys tho decline in some morals... we dont call peoples babies hoods or hoody... have been all GODS babies .. we dont stereotype anybody .. we admire all people in my our colleges .. despite life throws at us all is only causa money... and companies.. wealthy is an extremely complicated notice... identity say we've been all equivalent in each and every thing ... each and every thing became equivalent... a 5 thousand greenback house is comparable to a 5 million greenback homestead.. we had no cliques and we had no snobs .. it only intermingled ... all people became in contact for each guy or woman else and no person acted like a jerry springer reject as you place it and there have been no hood rats no ha ha all people had fragile emotions and all their familys had well-being issues and issues and sufferings .. all of us acted decently thank you.. and maximum folk have been or are catholic.. if we at any time regarded this way or that way it only became money and tendencies compelled on us that we can't administration.. all people had a perfect pal or extra advantageous than one acquaintances ur allowed to so all people became time-honored in my colleges.. admire..
Poll : were you the bad kid in school?
Unlike you people, I was never the bad kid. I was always a good student. And I was known as shy once. Not anymore. Now I'm the loud and bold one. I make sure people know I exist. But I'm still a good student :)
Is military school only for "bad" kids?
No. It's either for "Bad" parents who can't cope with their kids and want to get them out of the way. OR it's for kids who have been brainwashed by the military ads into thinking that getting shot at is the only way to prove they're patriotic/brave/manly or can get a job/go to college. You don't need to join an organization that'll ship you overseas to get blown up, just to learn discipline and training. Try martial arts! My bro-in-law is an Army Ranger and initially was all gung-ho. Sure he can kill somebody in his sleep, but after 2 tours in Iraq, he's now partially deaf, had severe PTSD and can't sleep. He watched good friends get blown up in front of him and was severely wounded from the percussion of a few explosions. And THAT is just the stuff he told us about. DON'T DO IT!
no, it must stopped inmediately by teachers because bullying is done by two or more kids, generally the bullied has some physical disadvantage, if the break time were observed by teachers most bullies could be stopped, besides there must be a general warning by Reading some rules of behaviour in the school ,like no nicknames, no bullying another boy,no hidding the bags, or pencils. I personally remember that i was bullied and stolen an excellent work at the san roque school and i was the yongest and was afraid of the teacher which used to punish us with a ruler the momento he asked me for my job I went to my desk to deliver it, but someone had stolen it and presented it like his, and I was kicked out of the school informing my mom that I was unable to keep with the course lesssons,and that I should stay out of school for two years- But afrer that I have never flunk a single subject and I have got three universitary degrees
POLL: Were you always a good kid or a bad kid?
I was an ADVENTUROUS KID....but not a mean-spirited one...as scientific experiments, by the time I was 11, I had: 1. Poured a Coke-bottle of water into my mini-bike gas tank, to test the fuel filter and see if it would allow the engine to run. (10) 2. Walked on the roof of the barn and jumped off, wearing a cape...into bales of hay. (Age 6) 3. Set a dead apple tree on fire to smoke out a colony of carpenter ants...because I wanted to see how many it took to make the two-feet of sawdust that was in the hollowed-out tree trunk. (Age 11) 4. Uncovered a nest of baby rats in the barn and transported them, via my metal Charlie Brown & Friends lunchbox into my mom's Saturday-afternoon Tupperware party. I did not know that old, fat ladies could MOVE SO FAST!! (Age 5) There are plenty more...but you get the idea... I got straight A's, read constantly, and helped out around the farm and our family business...so my parents decided NOT to kill me!