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I got thrown in SAFE for a week once, no recollection as to why. I slept through half of it and skipped the other half. One of those days I and 3 friends went walking around Lexington all day long, checking out all sorts of back roads. We ended up only 2 miles away after an entire school day worth of walking. I stole a pink dog collar from a K-Mart just to make the trip worth something, wore it to school for the rest of my stay. It was even on my state ID because I forgot to take it off when I got my last name changed for my 18th birthday.
That dog collar gave me an interesting experience too. My political science class went to Frankfort for the governors inauguration. On the bus when the mean old attendance lady nobody likes is making sure everyone is accounted for, she calls my name, and I said "Here" and thought that was that. She finished but there was some girl she didn't recognize, apparently sitting right behind me or something. She says "Who's that girl over there? What's your name?" I look behind me, and no girls. I look ahead of me, no girls. I point to myself and give her the "Me?" look, and she says "Yes you, what's your name?" I smiled wide and felt really nice about myself, completely forgetting to answer her. One of my friends from the class says "That's Cody, you already got him" and then he tapped my shoulder and said "Dude... she thinks you're a girl." Nobody could understand why I was laughing at them all.
A friend of mine who has a major people-cat fetish bought me gothic style kitty ears and I wore them with my pink dog collar the rest of the year. My favorite reaction was from the catty b**** who used to talk about me while I slept through English: "WHY is he wearing CAT ears?!"
Add to that the long curly hair, all black clothes and bondage pants with chains dragging across the floor like a poltergeist, a set of behind-the-ear headphones always around my neck, and usually blaring music, and my affinity for roaming the halls during classes whenever I don't feel like sleeping, I was probably one of the most interesting people at that school. I would spread out across a couple desks and just sleep through all of English, most of Chemistry, and Algebra 2.
During lunches I always stole a couple large backpack full of milk cartons. Nobody questioned how i went in with one empty backpack and came out with two full backpacks. I'd share my booty with my friends, take a bunch home (wasn't allowed to drink Dad's milk at home, too expensive for us pee-ons). When we finished a carton it would get put in line, top to the ground, and stomped on as hard as possible. The first time freaked everyone else out, but they got used to the many loud explosive sounds after a while.
I even skipped down the hallways with one of the principals singing the Oscar Myer Wiener song once.
I dressed up for Halloween in some clothes my friend Chrissy let me borrow, and she did my makeup on the bus (almost lost an eye, but I didn't, so it's ok). It wasn't an original idea, but I was the only one I knew who didn't get pulled to the side by a principal for "disturbing the peace" or some BS.
Most people who tried to do just a few of things I did regularly were punished or told to change their clothes to something less "offensive". I wasn't even chastised. Highschool was mostly awesome for me.
EDIT: I gotta add that I'm still only 20, so theres still more fun to be had.
Also, another one. I went to NOLA with a group from my college last year. Got a little tipsy "tasting" the various drinks that my friends legally bought themselves, and rocked out to Don't Stop Believing in 4 different Bourbon Street bars. Every time I get thrown out of one, I go find one that's playing Journey and have some fun for another hour.
