There were a lot of Teachers and students I couldn't stand! I also hated homework and schoolwork and almost everything else about school!
The best and most exciting day of my life was the last day of school, my Sr year, because I knew I'd never have to go back to school ever again for the rest of my life!
No matter what happened that day, nothing could have ruined the day for me. Someone could have pointed a gun at me and took all my money and I wouldn't of even cared! I never carried much money with me to school anyway, I usually brought $5.00 or less to school. I had no reason to bring any more than that. Then I didn't have to worry about getting it lost or stolen. The only thing in school we needed money for was a Pepsi machine.
When the last bell rang and I was leaving, I did something very immature, but, it was fun! I dumped a trashcan on the floor in the hallway and drew a long line on a row of lockers with a permanent marker as I walked down the hall towards the door! I know it was childish revenge, but, for that one day, I didn't care! That was my way of celebrating the best day of my life! Since I wasn't old enough to LEGALLY drink beer and Moonshine, I had to do something fun and destructive. That was also a way for me to release some of my frustration on a place that I hated!
Then I flipped everyone the middle finger, screamed, "F*** you everybody! I hate you and I hate this ****** place! I'll never come back here again!"
Then I walked out the door smiling! I think that was the only day in my entire that I actually smiled at school!
I HATED school with a passion! I'll never go back there again!
The next day, I got up in the morning, just to laugh at my brother, because he had to get ready to go to school and I didn't!
Sounds like a great day. Glad you were able to find happiness. School was hard.
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