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Day 2 of Summer Blog Camp

So, I missed a day, whatever....

Day 2 -What were you like in high school? What extracurricular activities, if any, did you take part in during high school? Did you consider yourself a writer?

 
So right away I see that the new blogger in draft sucks!! I can't seem to format my words; so ignore all formats.

What was I like in high school?...........hmmmm...........

I was quiet and kept to myself. But, I was not a good girl. I smoked in the bathrooms and in gym class on the track. Yes, I got caught plenty of times but that did not stop me. The principle was pretty lenient. They would confiscate my smokes, give me detention, and at the end of the day the principle would give me back my cigs. So no big deal. 
 
For other punishment, I got in-school suspension which didn't bother me because I could get all my school work done in one day and then do what I wanted after school. And if it was for several days then I could read my books all day. Also, I got suspended for 3 to 5 days several times which didn't bother me either. I hated to go to school. I loved the work and to learn but hated the people. They sucked!! 

I skipped school right in the middle of classes and wandered town. I played hooky A LOT!! But, I always made up the time and got my school work done and passed with flying colors. Except for Home Ec class. I signed up for Foods but there was no room and they stuck me in Home Ec. I failed! It was two parts. Sewing and the food part. I failed the sewing so therefore I failed the class. Yes, I asked for extra help. Yes, I stayed after school to get help. But, that didn't matter because the teacher was a BITCH from hell!! She only catered to the popular wealthy kids and IGNORED me and my pleas for help. I hated her and for a long time after that. I think she's dead now. Good, I hated seeing her in the grocery stores. I felt like decking her every time.

But, anyway, that's history. Except for smoking and missing plenty of school. I was pretty good. Except for getting pregnant at 16 and dropping out. 

So yeah, you might not want your kids reading this. But, I am not a failure guys. Although, I had kids and married young. I was a good wife and mother. I think I still am. I've been married for almost 23 years (and all my kids have the same father) and I am a grandmother. I went to a junior college and got my degree and was on the dean's list and presidents list SEVERAL times. So, there, stick that in your pipe and smoke it. Ha Ha! By the way I don't smoke anymore.

As you can see, I was NOT in any extracurricular activities. I couldn't wait for the end of the day to get out of there. And I was a reader of books not a writer. Still am. The only "writing" I do is on my blog. Which is why I started a blog because I hate writing with pen/pencil and paper. I like typing. So this blog serves as my diary. I don't care who reads it. It's not that interesting anyway. Maybe I should start with what I REALLY think. Hmmm....

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