School life...

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School, basically was the worst six hours of my life that were wasted on me being bullied, avoiding contact with others and trying to become as invisible, or even disappear.


I wouldn't say that I was the "goodie two-shoes" of the class or school, but I also wouldn't say that I was a "dwinklepuff (Check on Urban Dictionary ).... I think that I was somewhere in between, I did prefer to follow rules, because that just made becoming invisible easier. But, like, I did love a few "adventures".



One time, it was a Saturday night (school dance) and I decided to go buy some thin paper-stuff...

(NOT FOR CIGARETTES!!!!!!)

I then went to the park on my way back to collect some small stones, about fifty-ish super small stones, I then wrapped a few of them in the paper-stuff to make an almost bomb-like-thingy-ma-bob.

Basically, if you throw one of these little "bombs" on the ground it would make a huge crack sound and pop.

Now, me being my bored, teenage self decided that it would be hilarious if I got onto the school's roof and threw a few at people's houses. (I know, I know. I now realise that it wasn't the smartest idea to give my "oh-so-dearest" fellow students and teachers heart attacks by making it sound like a Nazi was shooting at them. But to be honest, it was hilarious)


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The cops caught me. 

I got suspended for about a month, but I think that it was by far the most interesting thing that had happened in this paper town all year.

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