I also sarcastically corrected my Statistics teacher on the first day of school when she tried to pronounce my last name. It six letters long and phucking phonetic, I don't know how teachers screwed it up so much throughout the years.
Anyway it's no wonder she sent me to the attendance office to sign in late even if I got there seconds after the bell rang. I could be literally two doors down the hall, so close she could see the outlines of my pecker in my jeans, and she'd point me away.
I was also late about 130 times combined in 11th and 12th grade. I served many Saturday detentions and a few in school-suspensions. I also got suspended out of school for not going to in-school suspension because I thought it was bullsh*t to be held out of school as punishment for not being in school. I made sure to tell the vice principal that when I argued with him on the phone.
I should mention I was also a dickhead to authority in high school?
Here in this graveyard it's still No Man's Land
The countless white crosses in mute witness stand
To man's blind indifference to his fellow man
And a whole generation who were butchered and damned.