<p>I got into an argument with my Art teacher and called her a b**** and a **** and walked out the classroom and flipped her off. Grounded for so long...</p>
<p>Haha, what made you do that?</p>
<p>I've managed to slip out of icky situations: </p>
<p>1) 4th grade: Got into a fight with a boy -- kicked him in the stomach and he cried like a baby. I, having developed my model-student reputation, was not made to sit in the corner or suspended. Instead, I sat outside the class, (out of my own will), and gathered myself before entering class to meet the stunned eyes of my classmates - who knew an extremely quiet, studious, girl could do that? (Also, I was the one who started it -- my parents never found out.) </p>
<p>Also in 4th, I was doodling and using markets on the walls outside my classroom. I was the great artist in the class and I was drawing on an airconditioner - why? I'm not quite sure. I don't remember. Anyway, the teacher was ****ed and the "BAD GIRL" of the class - some scary chick named Alisha - was blamed for the actions. I hated her - so I didn't really care. :) </p>
<p>2) When I was 7 or 8, I had to sell tickets to some show that was going on at school. It was the day of the show and I didn't realize it - I was still selling tickets to neighbors. They didn't seem to notice the date or time and I still managed to sell a few dollars worth (probably less than 5). In the end, I bought ice cream. Oh well. </p>
<p>3) I was at a friend's house and I didn't tell my mom - this was in 6th. I was there from the early morning to late at night. Anyway, I walked home and my family wasn't worried about me - my brother was in a car accident and they thought he was going to die. In the end, he was okay. I'll never forget 10/29/99. </p>
<p>4) Junior High: Everyone hated my history teacher (and I'm quite sure they still do - as well as the new students he teaches). Well, this was near the end of the school year and he was being an idiot as usual. I don't remember what he said but I found myself shouting all his faults to him and the rest of the room was dead silent. Frankly, he was speechless and I just sat in the class with my head down for the rest of the period. </p>
<p>To answer the question - probably when I cussed at someone in Kindergarten and my parents were informed. For some reason, I just manage to slip out of trouble - these are just several examples - not to say that I'm a bad kid or anything. Mostly, when situations arise, it's not in sync with my character, and in that shock, little or no punishment is granted.</p>
<p>the funniest thing: I put laxitives in this guy's soda and he went in the restroom for a loooooong time.</p>
<p>stupidest thing: A new english teacher came to our school and was taking over our class. She was from Georgia and was nice in the beginning. Then, when grades came in the 10 week period, I see a U and a C. I was like," WAT!?>!?!?!". i had a grade chart where i recorded everything and posted every assignemtn with the grade posted on it. I calculated it and had a 94. I went to the teacher and explained that she must have done something wrong. She was saying that I did not deserve the A and she believed i deserved a C because I never followed the curriculum. (i basically read the book before the class started on a book.) i was furious and told her she is making a mistake by making her grading based on her opinions. SHe then went ballistic on me for being inconsiderate (maybe) and unaware she has a phd in literature or something. I left with my head down, but 2 of my friends went in and defended me and told the teacher how unfair it is to grade so unfairly. So, I get mad and walk in the class and tell her to screw her phd and spit on her desk and left and called her a racist b*tch. I switched out by dropping p.e so i can take it in senior year. (dis was 9th grade). i looked back and saw how stupid i was to do that. </p>
<p>well besides that..the 2nd stupidest thing is getting into fist fights...but dats a long time ago.</p>
<p>OMG I feel so guilty about everything I've done. They might sound petty, but they depress me to this day.</p>
<p>4th grade: Made fun of a book that this hanidcapped girl was reading.</p>
<p>6th grade: In day care, I jokingly wrote on a friend's paper "f*** yourself [teacher's name]," figuring he'd erase it. Instead, he showed it to the supervisor after asking for white out and her asking why. The teacher never found out, I don't think.</p>
<p>6th grade (again): We had "personal journals" in class where we'd write something to the teacher everyday. On the last day of personal juniors, I wrote "g.t.h." (an abbreviation of "go to hell") on a random, blank page of the journal. First of all, it's doubtful she saw it. Secondly, I don't think she'd get what it meant. Nonetheless, I felt guilty.</p>
<p>7th grade: We have online grades that we can access at home. My friend was over, and I clicked on the e-mail of my teacher on the grade system (teacher e-mails are available). The e-mail was like "faggi" at something, and so I wrote that. I was obviously going to 'x' out of the e-mail, until my friend clicked 'send.' Worst of all, afterwords, I sent him an e-mail saying that it was my cousin...:(</p>
<p>:( God I'm so bad compared to you guys. You have no idea how depressed I've been ever since these events. Everyone tells be they're no biggies, but I still feel so guilty inside. (I have admitted all of these things willingly to my parents).</p>
<p>I got into trouble for something I didn't do.</p>
<p>My friend was seriously in deep trouble back in 9th grade. He was in depression and he was considering suicide.</p>
<p>He got caught with a bag of pot and some mushies in school. He was already suspended and he was about to get expelled. I knew that if he got expelled, his life would suck forever.</p>
<p>So me and my friend (his bestfriend) covered for our troubled friend by saying that we gave the bag to him to hold on to (we made up some long story).</p>
<p>We covered for our friend because we had clean records (and we were kinda considered the smartest in the class) and we knew that the board wouldn't expel us.</p>
<p>We got a week of school detentions hahahahhaa.</p>
<p>My troubled friend is ok now. He's been going to a councillor and now he takes happy (legal) pills :)
Everyone (even the teachers) knows that we covered for our friend.</p>
<p>So.. i guess I got into trouble for the good of it..(if that makes sense)</p>
<p>well correction on my post... when i say we "stole" the calculator... that's because that's how the admin defined it... but in reality we found it at the PSAT... we were the last ones in the room and the ti83 silver was just sitting there on the floor and everyone was gone so we took it... it's not like we grabbed it off someones desk or locker...</p>
<p>Well, I've gotten some detentions for procrastination, but I never went to them. So I suppose they aren't really on my record. </p>
<p>BUt that's the most trouble I've gotten into. Not doing my work. Its not a habit, though.</p>
<p>I've had several close calls. Like when the resetted the tardy list on the day that would have given me RAC for my tardiness. Oh, many many times. I'm pretty lucky and a good thing too because I'm not bad on purpose. The school is faulty, especially when in the bathroom.</p>
<p>Now, trouble with the parents... a different story. Sometimes I wish my family was American. :/</p>
<p>on guilt- i was once invited to a birthday party- it was Hercules on Ice performance. and i slept through the whole thing. i felt SO BAD, i still do to this day. how rude of me.... and the tickets were expensive too</p>
<p>also one time i totally forgot about a track meet, and i was supposed to be in a relay (they got a replacement, but i still felt bad)</p>
<p>the things i get in trouble for are being mean to my brothers (they always start it!!)</p>
<p>Over spring break, my (four) friends and I went to Ireland, Wales, and England.</p>
<p>Feeling liberated, we snuck out to go pub-hopping. Not only were in a foreign country and two of my friends got into the country *illegally<a href="they%20didn't%20have%20visas,%20which%20were%20required--they're%20not%20American">/i</a>, we were drinking and sneaking around pubs underage. Anyway, we hooked up with these people from the deep south who were part of our tour group.</p>
<p>It is a strict policy that there is to be NO stranger whatsoever within our hotel rooms.</p>
<p>After someone took some opium pills offered by this guy 20 years younger (that someone was a girl's mom), that part of the group took a bunch of guys back to our apartment. BAD IDEA. We were making so much noise that we got several calls from other tour participants. Vodka, cigarettes, sex.</p>
<p>Plus, we were denied entrance to a few pubs due to "lack of ID." They started going ID-hi in one of the pubs we were in, and we SCRAMBLED through the back door (thank heavens someone decided to be flirty that day).</p>
<p>Anyway, everything was finally settled. It took about two hours to get those drunk, gutter-minded Irish boys out of the complex.</p>
<p>We didn't get ratted on to our "chaperone" (she really wasn't, but was from our hometown, so she stuck with us). The next morning, she was like, "It was so noisy last night!"</p>
<p>That night, we ate dinner at a pub. The "chaperone" goes: "Well, now you know what it's like to be in a pub!" I was relieved, to say the least.</p>
<p>It's a good thing we could blame it all on St. Patty's Day festivities.</p>
<p>Anyway, I have to say that those were some of the best times I ever had.</p>
<p>This wasn't me, but it's still funny- a couple of people from the band were doing it in the band music library, and the janitor walked in. It's kinda funny since the guy's mom is president of the band boosters club, and she always has to work in there. Hehe. They got suspended for a couple days.</p>