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lol i agree primary school is the best

no being tokd of and play football at break and dinner

and in class sorting out the teams

lol thats exaclty what happened at our primary school. Seperate the two best players and let the shit ones sort themselves out!! :D great times

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Primary school was cack for me being a deaf kid and that everyone took piss but still let me play footy with them :blink:

High School was again cack for pretty much the same reason but then people started learning about people with 'difficulties'

First College was pretty good, second college was bloody amazing and found a part time job to pay for my patrtying :P

same applied for university and i stayed at home whilst having a part time job so never got in debt :D

Now i am loving adult life and having the best time! When i can afford it i cant wait to get my own home and start having complete independance.

Its all in expectation. I didnt expect anything when i was growing up. I didnt even expect to get very far in life and that has taken me to greater things :D

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Im from Riverside, which in terms of shiteness, its not far behind New College and the other failing schools.. Best days of my life though, no responsibilities, money wasnt a problem, playing football everyday and going home and going out to play football again was great.

I went Winstanley up until year 9, anyone else go there?

Yeah went there then to Bosworth for the last two years.

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the only good bit about 6th form is the free lessons

go out find somewhere to play football and play (not the leicester style tho)

but then you have to got too reality and back to sh:ty lessons

Posted

I miss school, all the people you know you will never see again :cry:

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I miss school, all the people you know you will never see again :cry:

Well, try hanging around the gates at kicking out time and see if you can strike up any new relationships.

(I know the court order bans me from making suggestions such as this but this man is in pain here - can't you see?)

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Junior School was great. Everyone and everything positive.

I remember doing something pretty awful once and the headmaster caned those of us involved.

I was last and when it came to my turn he told me to yell a bit but didn't lay it on at all.

He then made me promise him a hat-trick in the school match on the Saturday.

He was a disciplinarian Mr Basford but he sure loved his footall and he sure loved his school to win. :D

Then it was on to Wyggeston and as about the only County kid in a City school I was soon at war with some of the masters.

Apart from one vindictive individual, the games masters were brilliant, couldn't do enough for you so long as you did your bit for their cricket and rugby teams.

Some of the others though were forever trying to push you around and it all came to a head when someone wrongfully told the headmaster I had stolen some pork pies from a shop near the school.

Apart from hating pork pies anyway and the fact that I was playing football with 50-odd fifth formers when it supposedly happened, the consequnces matter little except to say I was given a staggered expulsion for my reaction which was, I suppose, better than the much more serious outcome that could have resulted.

Considered over time and from my now much more pacific standpoint, the school were quite kind and I'm grateful to them.

Now I look back on most of those days with fondness and wonder where all my classmates ended up.

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Personally, my school days weren't the best days of my life, simply because the last 4 years of my life have been the best.

Primary school was great, but I can't remember much of it to be honest - only playing lots of football and trying to set fire to things in the playground when I was about 8. And nativity plays.

The best times of 11-18 were the first couple of years, and then sixth form.

GCSEs were absolutely dire, pointless things - life was soooo boring. I sought solice in music, the Amiga 500. Had first disastrous incidents with intoxicating substances. Stuck in the sticks, girls were remote, uninhabitable islands.

Sixth form. The shores of those remote, mysterious islands were reached, although the islanders remained confusing and often inhospitable. Identity crisis resolving itself, I got some wheels, clicked the heels of my cherry Docs and headed for Uni.

Uni. Pretty good times. Picked the wrong degree, made some good friends. Ate sh*t from KwikSave and kebab van for 3 years. Drank loans. Now stuck on the island, but the convinced the inhabitants are insane.

Now, Robinson Crusoe has found Girl Friday, but still has no idea what the hell she's on about most of the time. "Terracota" is my watchword. The cherry Docs have gone. I guess you always want a bit more from life, but I'll stick reather than twist, thanks. :)

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School days are the only time of your life you are with your mates everyday for 9-10 months of the year.

Hated High School, but 6th form was a hoot.

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School days are the only time of your life you are with your mates everyday for 9-10 months of the year.

Hated High School, but 6th form was a hoot.

That's exactly why I loved 6th form so much, you spent every day with your mates.

Same with Uni, except I live with them.

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