[chiefMOJOrisin]

I was a son of a bitch. However, I was still probably the most liked student by teachers. Over the long 22 years of my life (haha) I've managed to perfect such skills as bullshitting/lieing, sweet-talking, social communication etc... I was constantly in trouble, yet I was cool with all my teachers..... except one. My 9th grade health teacher. For some crazy reason she didn't like me smoking cigarettes through the window in her class. Weird, I know. Nonetheless, up until 9th grade I made first honors every semester.


I was diagnosed with ADHD at age 9. Although I was never diagnosed, 2 seperate doctors suggested I take test for autism. My usual doctor at the time thought I had a slight, manageable case of autism. Probably because I could draw on my notebook, listen to the teacher while following along in the book, make a drum beat with my feet (or tongue ring when I got it at 15), and be thinking of something completely different than what was going on.... all the while comprehending everything going on. My ADHD did effect my schooling by making me be crazy fucking hyper and always looking for something worth while to do.


I started smoking herb and cigs on a regular basis by 12-13. Then eventually harder drugs. By 16 I was a dopehead. Drugs were, without a doubt, the biggest reason I did poorly in school. Up until 9th grade I was juggling school, friends, drugs/alcohol, and ADHD while still getting straight A's. The first semester of 9th grade I made second honors...which is like a 88-93 average. The second semester I failed every class except ceramics and didn't get enough credit to become a sophomore. So when all my friends were in 10th grade classes, I was re-taking all my freshman classes I failed. By this time I was deep into pills and was an alcoholic. I would get plastered before school almost everyday.

The second week of my second stint as a freshman (demoted sophomore) I had a little run in with the law. I had been doing a little drinking that day... and a lot of percocets. I skipped all my classes and just got wasted in study hall all day. I Didn't have a driver's license yet, but I drove to school anyway. I used to give my ex and my buddy a ride home everyday. On this particular day, as I was backing out of my parking spot, one of my buddies jumped on the back of my car. I was a little sloshed so I decided to fuck around a little bit. So I gunned it in reverse while my buddy was on the back...... as I was doing that, another student was pulling out of her spot. Needless to say I smashed right into her Jetta. My friend was very lucky he jumped off in time or else he could have lost both of his legs. You know how high school is...so by now a thousand kids are in the parking lot trying to get a glimpse of what went down.

Unfortunately, the year I got to high school was the same year my town posted 5-easy at the schools. So after his accident in the parking lot, this huge, black, intimidating 6'7" cop come strolling up to me.... 'License, registration and insurace card.' Well, your friend and humble narrator was fucked. At first I didn't say anything about being 15 and not having a license. So I just played it cool and looked for my paperwork. At the time, my Cavalier was filled with junk. At the same time there was an old toilet seat, a 30 pack of Buddy Weis, a set of golf clubs in a golf bag, an authentic Austrailian bomerang, about 5 sweatshirts and 3 coats, and a bunch of other garbage. The folder containing all my paperwork was not in the glovebox, so I had to look through the shit in the back to find it...with this huge cop looking over my shoulder. The fisrt thing I moved was a leather jacket.... under which was an opened 30 case of Bud, missing about 10 beers....and had a fifth of J.D. in the empty space. As soon as the cop saw that he violently grabbed me out of the car, threw me against the hood and preceeded to arrest me...... in front of my girlfriend, the entire school, and 3 principals.

To make a long story short, I didn't have to go back to school until the 2nd semester started. Since I missed a whole semester, and had a tool for a tutor, once again I lacked the required credits to advance. So.... by the time I was 16, I should have been starting my junior year. But instead I only had enough credits to be a frehman. By this time I was addicted to opiates, so everything went downhill. I started fights in school. I got caught smoking at leats once a week. I would get suspended like once a month. Eventually the principal and board of ed decided to kick me out of high school and put me in an alternative program. So for being an asshole I got to go to a shcool that wasn't allowed to give homework, started at 8:30 and let out at noon, and only had 30 kids in it.... all like me. I went to this school until I was 17. I still only had like 8 credits (need like 24 to graduate) so I dropped out. 3 months later I signed up for a G.E.D. test. I didn't study or take any prep courses and I scored in the 90th percentile in every subject. Honestly, all you need to pass the GED test is the ability to speak english, a pencil, and an elementary school education. I can't express enough how easy that test was.



Make your own opinion. I don't think I was a good kid in high school. If I didn't get involved with the wrong crown and drugs I probably could've went to Yale. Whcih would have been cool because it's 20 minutes from my house.

I have since graduated from Lincoln Tech's electrician program.