More stupid teenage drama leads to tradgady

[zxcvbob]

My birthday is in November, and my mom kept me out of school as long as she legally could (kids have more important things to do than sit in a classroom all day.)  So I was a year older than 99% of my classmates.  Maybe 2 years older than a few.  So I might have been 15 in 8th grade; not sure.  Not curious enough at the moment to calculate it.

They put me in the remedial 1st grade class since I didn't goto kindergarten... that lasted about 2 or 3 weeks :)  (I was already reading at at least a 3rd grade level.  Just because I wasn't in school doesn't mean I wasn't getting any learnin')  I used to get bored in class and read the encyclopedias instead of listening to the lessons.  It all caught up with me though in college, when I didn't know how to study.

[Perd Hapley]

I was on the younger end of scale, did not turn 18 until 3 months after graduating high school.  I actually went into the army at 17 (with the parent waiver thing) and turned 18 in basic training.  Much harassment was done that day....

I turned 21 on the first week of basic training. But I wasn't dumb enough to tell anybody. 

[Doggy Daddy]

It all caught up with me though in college, when I didn't know how to study.

That sounded a lot like the story of my scholarly life.

DD

[Tallpine]

My birthday is in November, and my mom kept me out of school as long as she legally could (kids have more important things to do than sit in a classroom all day.)  So I was a year older than 99% of my classmates.  Maybe 2 years older than a few.  So I might have been 15 in 8th grade; not sure.  Not curious enough at the moment to calculate it.

They put me in the remedial 1st grade class since I didn't goto kindergarten... that lasted about 2 or 3 weeks :)  (I was already reading at at least a 3rd grade level.  Just because I wasn't in school doesn't mean I wasn't getting any learnin')  I used to get bored in class and read the encyclopedias instead of listening to the lessons.  It all caught up with me though in college, when I didn't know how to study.

I was out sick a lot in grade school, and one time after several days absent I came back to fine they had started this new reading program: a whole cartload of stuff that you were supposed to read from one end to the other.

I didn't know where to start, so instead of asking anyone I picked an end to start.  It wasn't too bad - I thought, well it will get more interesting as it progresses.  Then a teacher informed me that I had started at the end instead of the beginning ...     

I don't remember how I did it, but somehow I managed not to read through all that crap.