Written by: jen h8 on 11/15/98 at 8:48AM. i suppose that i can look back on this all now and laugh, since i graduated high school in 1993 and all,, but i was thinking about some of the things that my friends and i used to do in public school to completely mess with the existing power structure. it truly was absurd what we, the students, were put through during that crucial stage of our social development,, and quite amusing to look back on it and see how we dealt with it. did anything truly fucked up happen to you within the public school system ? as in, things that the administration did that just weren't right ? or, are you still in high school and are these things occuring right now ? i'm curious to see how other people dealt with/are dealing with injustices within the public school. i don't want to run on too long at first so more later,, xo jen

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Reply from: Mofo on 11/15/98 at 9:40AM. Hell Yeah! im in school right now and i get searched by my vice princible every day, and about once a week they have a female officer do like a partial strip search on me cause they say i look like the type to do drugs! not only that but one time they searched me and didnt find anything as ussual and they heard something in my jacket so they riped open the lining and it was a snickers rapper and they refuse to pay for it. i never really do anything to get them back (im scared of the school poeple) mostly i just dont go alot, but once when i was in tenth grade my freind amy and i bought some ipicac and the next time we got called down to his office we drank some and when he was talking to us we threw up all over his desk, it was soooooooo cool!

Reply from: kate cooties on 11/15/98 at 9:54AM. when i w's in high school, i w's ne'rly always in trouble for something stupid. the worst w's when i w's ne'rly kicked out in my junior ye'r for a series of abuses & attempts to stifle my petitioning for a student choice policy when it c'me to dissecting. (for those students w'nting an adv'nced diploma, there w's no way around it unless you had a sympathetic te'cher.) i h'ppened to h've a born-again xtian anti-choice, anti-feminist science teacher, who took after me with special vigor -- lying about my actions & seeking to get me suspended from school, assigning me detentions when *other* students read the fliers for the proposed student-choice-policy in her classroom, etc. just major abuses of power & vindictiveness... christ, i don't miss school.

Reply from: jen h8 on 11/15/98 at 9:58AM. okay, my biggest example of high school injustice occured during my junior year. this was right after i'd been released from the hospital, after treatment for depression, and was still on shaky ground. my primary support network consisted of one man, charlie jacobs, who was in charge of the "SOS" program at school. this program was supposed to offer support and help for the kids who had drug and alchohol problems, depression or had or were currently suffering from abuse, rape etc. little were we told, charlie jacobs was ONLY qualified as a drug and alchohol counselor. REAL counselors are supposed to uphold the vow of confidence. i confided in him that i still was feeling depressed, although i was feeling much better than i had been prior to hospitalization, and that i still felt helpless at times. without my knowledge, he proceeded to BREAK this vow of confidence. without my own or my parents consent, he called a meeting of the principal and vice principals and ALL of my teachers and proceeded to inform them that i was a threat to myself and the students around me. (one teacher told me, "he made it out as if you were going to whip out a knife in the middle of class and slit your wrists wide open".) i found myself being called to the principal's office, where i was informed that i was being KICKED out of school for being depressed. rather than deal with the problem, they swept it under the carpet. now, i failed to find the logic in this. first off, i was not suicidal,, but if i had been, why on earth would you kick a suicidal girl out of school and leave her to spend every day alone, at home, when her parents both worked. they didn't offer me any other options. it was just a basic "see ya, have a good life". i was out of school for over a month before i was allowed back in, after the threat of a lawsuit was proposed to them by my father and doctors. i had to fight to stay in the regular school as well, instead of being shipped off to the "alternative school" which was part of the school district. the administration broke so many state education codes, it was ridiculous. now, the administration has changed but charlie jacobs is STILL there, still fronting as a REAL counselor and, from what my sister has told me, is STILL doing the same things to kids as he did to me. if i were still paying taxes to that school district, i would be raising such a stink that they wouldn't know what hit them. unfortunately, i no longer pay taxes there and there is nothing that i can do. perhaps an editorial letter to the local paper would be my best bet, but it seems that the time has come and gone. xo jen

Reply from: Mofo on 11/15/98 at 10:09AM. schools today are getting ridicules, kids are being kicked out of school if they are failing to be "properly integrated into sociaty" my v.p's have been trying to kick me out of school for 4 years because i have gone to the school board over many wrongfull searchings and threats, and being constantly searched and harrased by my vice Mr. Spay<--his real name, but they cant hurt me because they have nothing to kick me out for except for a few vulgar coments which is no grounds for expulsion. i found a lawyer that is willing to work for me on contingancy and i plan to file a suit against the districts administation:) xoxo jennifer

Reply from: carrie k. on 11/15/98 at 10:31AM. when i was in high school. i got in trouble for the stupidest things (although i must say i remained detention and suspension-free for my entire high school career). like in ninth grade my principal thought that my two friends and i were in a "satanic cult" because we wore star stickers (you know, the generic ones that come like 500 to a pack and are in like green, red, gold, silver, and blue)on our faces sometimes (what was he thinking?)... i forget most of the stupid stuff i got in trouble for. carrie k.

Reply from: An anonymous viewer on 11/15/98 at 10:32AM. yowza that's hard to read...lemme copy that: when i was in high school. i got in trouble for the stupidest things (although i must say i remained detention and suspension-free for my entire high school career). like in ninth grade my principal thought that my two friends and i were in a "satanic cult" because we wore star stickers (you know, the generic ones that come like 500 to a pack and are in like green, red, gold, silver, and blue)on our faces sometimes (what was he thinking?)... i forget most of the stupid stuff i got in trouble for. carrie k.

Reply from: Brian Crabtree on 11/15/98 at 10:56AM. One day in spanish class, someone's pager went off for about five seconds, and the dumbshit teacher cancelled the rest of the class so she could go through all of each person's posessions, bags/coats/etc., (there were 30+ people in this class) searching for the fucking pager. An hour later, she still hadn't found it (duh). Pagers are banned because they're distracting.

Reply from: half evil on 11/15/98 at 11:26AM. junior year, one of my (now former) friends and i were being sexually harassed (verbally, and physically) by two members of the wrestling team. we told the teachers who were around when it happened, and for the next two days we, and a few other friends kept getting called to the principal's office. they flat out told us they thought we were lying but they were going to 'talk to' the boys who had 'supposedly' harassed us. it was such utter bullshit. at the time, i didn't think there was anything else we could do since the principals didn't believe us. Reply from: peesha on 11/15/98 at 11:36AM. I went to school. I got made fun of a bit by kids who had never seen a mohawk. I listened to music on headphones by myself at the duck pond and ate lunch alone. I was too busy enjoying time away from my shitty father. I loved school. Not for the ill education or the shitty kids, but because it was a safe haven. I felt like every day was a vacation. The most I did was my daily grafitti on the walls of the bathroom. I would have one line things I would say like "think for yourself" "stamp out and abolish redundancy" and of course I would quote the shit out of Jello Biafra. I never got caught but I heard kids talk about it and say shit like "I bet it's that freaky girl" I sorta liked it that they never told on my and they never confronted me about it. They were scared you see. They had no idea what any of what I wrote meant. I did. --love alysia

Reply from: Q-Tip on 11/15/98 at 1:43PM. I hated High school with a passion. I think I built up enough repressed anger from that time period to last for quite awhile. It pissed me off that we were 1) forced by law to go 2) treated like a lower form of human being 3) basically being kept there so we wouldn't be running the streets, i.e. welcome to prison, this isn't education it's a holding tank 4) had many basic rights taken away from us 5) constantly at the mercy of ego-centric power-abusing teachers and administrators 6) it didn't teach me much of anything of value, and was quite emotionally scaring 7) all they were teaching us was blind obedience to authority and forced assimilation into society. Needless to say, though I was pissed off I wasn't bothered much (except for the fact that I had to be there). This was only because if anyone fucked with me, my mother was on their back in 2 seconds flat. She chewed out one of my sexist teachers, got the dean of students barred from ever speaking to me again, and basically had the whole office afraid of her:) I love my mom. Unfortunatly, my other friends weren't so lucky, and were too afraid to stand up for themselves. I'm so glad I'm out of there, it's so fucked that everyone has to go through this.

Reply from: grrrl_x on 11/15/98 at 2:03PM. right now i'm in grade 12....until last year there was this guy who was beating up his gf(since my 9th grade) we all new, and we complained...teachers knew because they often saw him, beating lockers, threatning her, insulting her, and so on.....the administration was informed and he was never punished because his mother is supposidly in good with the administration and parents association.....she broke up with him and he'd show up at our soccer practices and just stand and watch and yell....last year she left our school after having been asked to do so....he graduated from there last year...things like this sickin me.......they did nothing about an abusive bastard, yet i got suspended for swearing, way to go justice!!!!

Reply from: Leigh on 11/15/98 at 2:28PM. its interesting that despite how different i am from a lot of the people at my skool, i get along pretty well with almost everyone. perhaps its cuz i used to play both soccer and softball, but i dunno. i went through a phase in 9th grade where i stopped eating with the people i had been eating lunch with because they were so superificial and just made me sick. it would be 10 degrees outside and i'd still sit outside by myself with my walkman just so i didn't have to eat in the cafeteria with them. in terms of beefing with people, i got in a huge fight with this football jock last year... it actually started with something really silly... like he was making fun of my friend's shoes. and i just went-off on him about how mean and obnoxious he is to everyone, and blahblahblah. and he called me a feminist (y'know what an *insult* that is) and started telling me how my clothes were probably 20 years old (because i get most of my stuff from thrift shops). and so i started screaming more about what an asshole he was, and blahblahblah. so it was a big deal for a couple of days and everyone was talking about how i "told off" joe... and its weird... a lot of people really respected me for it... especially a lot of his female friends who agreed with me about what a jerk he is.

Reply from: Justin on 11/15/98 at 2:30PM. Word for word what Q-Tip said. My thoughts and feelings are identical. I hated school with undying passion, and high school was the worst of all. I ended up attending three seperate high schools in the three years I was in high school. I left high school early after being rewarded the CHSPE certificate. I finished 11th grade and never attended 12th. I can't imagine attending another entire year. The thought sickens me. I was constantly failing all my classes because I didn't care to do my class work. I think my lowest GPA was .83. Yes, an F average. Although, my last year in high school my GPA amounted to 3.4 or 3.5. That was after being transferred to independence high school. I was getting detentions, smoking out before school started, near the campus or at the bus stop and going to class stoned out of my mind. Getting suspended for NOT going to class, which was closer to a reward than a punishment since I didn't want to be there anyway. The truant officer came by my house a couple of times. At my second high school, I had more days missed due to ditching school than attended. I'd walk to the nearby river or the mall and spend the day hanging out there instead of wasting away in a classroom. It was tiring getting constantly shit on by the teachers AND the students. The threats and insults from peers grew very old. I built up so much anger throughout those years. I remember refusing to do my schoolwork and yelling at the teacher about how moronic it was. I recieved written threats from a group of christians explaining how they were going to kick my "white puto ass" (these people are mexican), or something to that extreme, because I sported around the slogan "Fuck Jesus" on my pants. Some idiot actually accosted me about that once and told me he was going to kick my ass if he saw it again. I just laughed in his face. I seriously thought he was joking because the week before he thought it was cool. Born again in a weeks time, eh? I was always getting screamed at, and sometimes screamed back. I had the nazis and racists (which was just about every white kid, especially white males, at this school) hating me because they decided I was a SHARP, while the minorities hated me because they decided I was a nazi. I was far from either. I was a convenient icon of hate. Damn, I hated high school. I had two nick names in high school given to me by the students, one was spike because of my tall mohawk, the other was queer, said in a deragotory manner. Well, I had no intention of writing so much. Guess I had a lot to rant about. Thanks for reading.

Reply from: Justin on 11/15/98 at 2:36PM. group counseling...Saturday schools....I think I need a beer...

Reply from: jeff on 11/15/98 at 4:12PM. i wrote this in my junior year several years back..

Over the past 4 years the principle of my high school, Terry Tacket, has implemented programs aimed at preserving the “security” of his students. In the process he has trampled on our individual rights to privacy. Furthermore he has created a prison like environment that has had a demoralizing effect. In 1993 year, Tacket began a policy of random metal detection. School officials now had the power to search the person of any one they wished, expelling those they deemed to be a threat. Camarillo High official also enacted a series of absurdly harsh punishments for possession of “weapons.” A student caught with a blunt tipped scissors could now be expelled. Perhaps in an effort to curb truancy, Camarillo high has begun to lock its students in at the start of every day. Besides the obvious risks to student safety in the event of a fire, this policy has also strained an already tense atmosphere. Tacket has also exercised his control over what Camarillo’s students can read. He recently canceled the library’s subscription to Rolling Stone magazine, saying it was “too explicit.” Yet at the same time he allows teenage girls to suck up information from magazines telling them that to be successful they need to look like barbie. In an even more astonishing move, Tacket censored a school newspaper editorial because of its controversiality. In his most criticized decision to date, Tacket has hired an armed policeman to act as a full time security guard. Instead of buying much needed books, the Oxnard school district, of which Camarillo is a member, now pays the full salary this policeman. Endangering students by his very presence, the cop is a slap in the face of a student body whose worst criminal activities are an occasional food fight. Clearly, Tacket and his moral crusade for safety have made school more about conforming and staying “in line” then about actually learning.

Reply from: Q-Tip on 11/15/98 at 4:25PM. Heh. Yeah, breaking out of high school, that was always interesting. The fences, the barbed wire, the security guards. They locked us in durring lunch cuz they said we'd get into car accidents if we went outside. If I remember correctly, there was a hole in the fence near the bungalows and a couple bars ripped out near the theatre. As if the day time was bad enough, there is a 10 o'clock curfew in San Diego county, whereby if you are under 18 and not escorted by a parent you are arrested and taken downtown where you are fingerprinted, had mug shots taken, and are released to your parents. I remember this summer my girlfriend and I had to leave a coffee shop at 10:30 cuz cops raided it for curfew and she was underage. Just by virtue of being a juvinile you are automatically a criminal. And juveile crime accounts for less thatn 5% of the over-all crime rate. But then again, they can't really lock the adults indoors, now can they? Those under 18 have no civil rights. You are property, seen as a constant uncontrollable threat.

Reply from: jen h8 on 11/15/98 at 4:44PM. in 1989, before any of us out in the hick suburbs (in other words, butler county, pennsylvania) had ever heard of zines, a few people started doing an underground newspaper which critiqued the school district's policies and their general attitude towards students. they used pen names, so i didn't find them until 1990, when i joined in on the writing staff,, going by the pen name "sophia tauber-arp" (my dada heroine). we needed a mouthpiece, you see. the school newspaper was so heavily censored that the principal actually REFUSED to let an article about the rodney king beating in the school paper *!!!* so we covered it all instead. of course, the principal was not happy. he actually wrote a LIST OF PEOPLE he suspected were involved in the underground paper and others he saw hanging out with said suspects. this list was distributed to all teachers, with orders to listen in on the conversations of those on the list and report all findings. this wasn't simply a rumor either. a teacher, who had had it up to here with the administration, showed us the list and warned us to be careful about what we said *!* talk about a fucking police state, huh ? this is why i think it is crucial that students should be able to choose their schools. public schooling is a crock of shit. i was fortunate enough to attend a waldorf school for the last 1/2 of my senior year,, but there was no way i would have been able to afford it for my entire education. the students there were treated like intelligent, individual human beings and not some sort of molded plastic drone. the difference was astounding. xo jen

Reply from: Q-Tip on 11/15/98 at 4:53PM. Ha. Now we see *class* entering into the picture. Funny how society's set up, eh? I wonder how many of those kids would have done something with their lives instead of becomeing drug addicts/acloholics/criminals/drop-outs, if they'd just been put in a supportive, safe, educating environment. I know a lot of queer kids too who had to drop out because of harassment. It's keeping down the minorities, the underprivledged kids, the 'freaks'. *sigh*

Reply from: Mofo on 11/15/98 at 5:01PM. this is all true, i remember when i used to fight with my teachers and i really believed that there were some things that the faculty at my school was not allowed to do(unprovoked searches, suspensions based on the smell of ciggerette smoke on yr cloths) but i learned real quick that you have no rights in school, and even outside of school you have no rights to a person with a badge, unless you have a lawyer on retainer or one that will work on contingancy, cops can do whatever they want also........man this is really bumming me out that i have to go back to school tomarow:( *hugs and kisses* jennifer

Reply from: lowitz on 11/15/98 at 9:53PM. when i was in grade ten, the anti-recycling vice principle called me down to his office to inform me that i would be the only girl in shop class and that i was not welcome there...he put me in fucking typing class for chrissakes! now i'm a metalsmith! hah! sweet revenge... on a scarier note...rape was RAMPANT at that school. EVERYONE knew who the rapists were. most of them were the sports heros of the school. so the vice principal bullied girls that were raped into not reporting it to the police so that the rapists could lead the school sports teams into glory. as if that wasn't bad enough, when the girls spoke to the councellors about being unable to handle seeing their rapist everyday in class, the girls were transferred to other schools! many of them dropped out. the school also forced pregnant girls to either drop out or transfer to another school. the rapists would actually sit in class and brag about who they raped that weekend in front of teachers! ALL the teachers knew but they were either apathetic or too scared to challenge the vice-principal. i found out a lot of this because my mom spoke to a woman that used to teach there.

Reply from: xoxoerin on 11/15/98 at 10:17PM. oh gosh! you kids have no idea how fed up i am with school right now. so the begining of this school year i started my 3rd year at the high school id been at for 3 years barely passing classes, stressed out of my mind, pretty much wanting to run away so i could get away from school. it was way to much for me, there was another school i wanted to go to, it had better classes and most of my friends went there. my sister got me into the school, but because they work at a much faster pace, i had to go to an "alternative school" to make up for lost time. this "alternative school" was the school of my dreams, the only reason my parents alowed me to go is because the principal talked them into it. so at this school you went 4 hours a day, were alowed to smoke, worked at yr own pace, and was treated like a human being. we were also in totaly control of everything, it was our choice to be there. i liked it so much i finished 4 classes in a little over a month. last monday i started my new school. i hate it so much having to go back to a normal high school. the entire day i am just so frustrated and sad, i cant stand it. and my parents wont let me go back to the school i like. i also got 3 A's and a B+ at that school, the best grades ive gotten my whole life, im sorry to totaly rambal on like that, im just so frustrated. blah. sorry! xoxo

Reply from: snarkout girl on 11/15/98 at 10:50PM. My school got internet access in the computer lab in my senior year. My friend and I went to send our friend an email message with the subject line: "your mother's behind". when we asked the guy in the lab how to send it he stood there and READ it...and started yelling that we couldn't use school property for obscenity and profane language. We informed him of our first amendment rights and he sent us to the vice principal, who banned us from the lab permanently. lame. I put this silly thing on the picture thread already, but it fits the topic. shoshanna

Reply from: lisa on 11/16/98 at 1:02AM. when i was a senior in HS i got raped and had to miss a few days of school because i was in the hospital. my vice principal told me i was lying and kicked me out for missing too many days.

Reply from: gil on 11/16/98 at 1:19AM. i don't even want to talk about high school. it'd take about half a year to type out all the fun shit that happened to me. heh. in elementary school, though (i think i was 8 or 9), there was this boy who was maybe 4 years older than me (elem. school and middle school kids rode the same bus) who used to harass me every single day. he threw a glass bottle at my head (thankfully, he had shitty aim), followed me home screaming obscenities and telling me he was going to hold me down and rape me, and all sorts of other shit. he and his friends would surround me on the bus and sit all around me and call me fatass and tell me i deserved to be raped and killed, and the bus driver would see what was going on .. but he WOULDN'T DO A GODDAMN THING. i was a weird little kid .. for some reason i never told my mom what was going on. i dunno, i guess i thought she'd say i "brought it upon myself," because that's usually what she said when i complained about stuff. so i told my teacher about it, and he said "that person would NEVER do anything like that!" and basically just dismissed me as "trying to get attention," since this kid was like a sports star back then and very well-liked. bleah. i finally refused to ride the bus at all, and had my grandpa take me and drop me off, and eventually the fucking asshole became a junkie, dropped out of school and forgot about me. :P

Reply from: carrie fairy on 11/16/98 at 1:22AM. after reading all this i think i had it very easy. i was only in regulr high school for 2 years. first year i kept a pretty low profile, and endured a lot of harassment from peers and such. a stolen purse. no friends. depression and anti-depressants. which the teachers knew about how i dont know. my first period teach sent me to the nurse for sleeping too much, and she asked me if i was on anything, and i told her. and so she told all my other teachers. i suppose i was thought of as a loser at the very very beginning. in 10th grade i got a friend who smoked a lot of weed. we would ditch and get high. once i refused to square dance in p.e. so i was made to sit in the middle of the gym by myself. so i wrote roseville sucks cock on the gym floor. (i was stupid.) my p.e. teacher sent me to the vice principal and she chewed me out, and then gave me two extra days of x-mas vacation. i actually thought it was rather funny. i had another teacher, in spohomore year, who knew i ditched second period alot, because i had the same classroom for first and second. and she never said anything to anyone. once she commented about how she sees me in 1st but never 2nd and i just shrugged and smiled. she rocked. she even told me the names of a few girls who were into witch craft one day when i was reading a book by some lady named vivianne crowley. and she was a christian too. but then i had a super christian/country wrestling team guy who taught math, and he used to give these big class lectures about how his job is to enforce gender roles, while i was the only boyish looking person in the class. he would always send me to the office or outside for stupid shit. like once i rolled my eyes and i had to see the vice principle. stupid stupid. and by the middle of the first semester i sat in second classroom adjoined to his, because i never did my work in class. ok sorry its so long. most of the tormenting things ive forgotten.

Reply from: brian on 11/16/98 at 2:32AM. a story of how the most popular person in my high school and the authorities at the high school fucked each other over. the star basketball player at my school, who was actually a pretty nice guy sophomore year until i guess the fame all went to his head, did things that other people would never get away with at that school. things like blatantly beating the living hell off someone much weaker than him. i wasn't there but it was enough to get some attention. absolutely nothing was done until i think this one teacher heard about it and tried to do something. i feel dumb that i wasnt actually there in that part of the campus, but i feel that the things i'm typing here are true enough or at least symbolic in some way. so, this guy was a goddamn idiot. he had a nice basketball scholarship coming right up for him, i heard he had the option to go straight to the nba after high school, and everyone knew this. this kid was on t.v. since sophomore year. and i mean just him, like a fucking interview and everything. he hung out with white power kids sometimes and he was black. he agreed with some of their ideas. he was one fucked up individual. so, all looked well for the school and him. he had graduated and they were sure to have the same boy coming back soon, with tons of cash and recognition for the whole hellish institution. one minor, minor, problem was that he hurt his ankle playing ball sometime after graduation. it was a lot of money but i'm not kidding you this person was big, if you're thinking about nba teams trying to recruit a high schooler. so, (please, i'm not making this up) a singer named moessha or something to that effect, who is somebody very popular, it may have been monica i dont know but she emptied her back pocket to pay for the operation. whew, close one. surely, somebody is going to be thanked for all this gratitude. a little while later, anonymous basketball player fails to pass the drug test for the school of his choice.

Reply from: jen h8 on 11/16/98 at 7:55AM. i just wanted to skip back up there to what Q-Tip had to say about class falling into the whole equation for a quality, humane education. it *totally* does. i remember seeing friend after friend going away to a certain private academy or quaker-type school. i, myself, wanted to go to the school for the creative and performing arts, where i could focus on painting,,, instead of how to escape the principal's office. a humane education has a price. my parents were both unemployed until i was about 12 years old, therefore i didn't have the funds to be able to choose my own clothing, let alone education. so, because of my parent's financial status, i was stuck in an abusive, inhumane environment. the only way that i was able to afford my one semester at the waldorf school was by using every last penny of the money my great grandmother had left me in her will. *sigh* it blows my mind that something as precious as a quality education and educational environment, something that every human should have a RIGHT to, has a big old price tag slapped on it. xo jen

Reply from: Z on 11/16/98 at 8:31AM. First I need to say the the current ways that voucher systems are written, it will not actually increase school choice. It instead perpetuates the aristocracy. The money that is given out is given out indiscriminately, allowing people who can afford a private education to not have to pay for it, while less money is given to the lower income bracket. Furthermore, many supporters of vouchers want to see the money go to Parochial schools, which is a direct violation of the seperation of church and state. (My mother is very involved in education) As for my highschool, I had it real easy. Granted I'm a white, male, heterosexual middle class kid who always did his homework, but there were a few instances. My favorite story is I was sitting at lunch with my friends, (who were breakdancers) and one of the new vice-principals was looking at us, writing on a little note pad. I said "Josh, check out Mr. Bly" and we all laughed. Josh then said "Hey, Z, you want to go FREEBASE tonight?" "Yeah Josh, I haven't FREEBASED in a long time." Josh was almost not permitted to go to our senior trip because, well, he was a random factor the school didn't like. They claimed he had starday school not made up. Josh called them on it and presented the slip that showed when he served, and got his mother to complain to them. (he had basically no money, and they also forced the school to pay for him on the trip, heh heh heh) What was really funny is that our Junior year he was co-president (yes, co president. It looked like the other candidate, a nice little conformist would win, but allegations of voter fraud was raised, so instead of running another election, and instead of just giving Josh the position, they made him co-president) of our class. The funny part was he ran under the slogan "I don't care", which was false, he really wanted to make the school much more creative and open minded, which never happened because he had to be a co-president on a government and school system that was hostile to his views. So he quit and Senior year became homecomming king. There was a time when the school wanted to do random drug searces with drug dogs, but when they heard that Pam Dixon's son would refuse to allow his stuff to be searched and sue if neccesary, they backed off. My mom is so awesome.

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