Don't-do-this-because-I-have-and-the-result-was-bad life lesson number one: Make fake report cards.
It all began when my parents promised me a cellphone at the end of quarter one my 8th grade year if I got all A's and B's. I remember the idea had been in the back of my mind for a while, but that really pushed me into the deep end.
Confident in the plan I held, I stopped caring about schoolwork overall. It was rare for me to get even B's, so I knew for a fact I'd be scanning and editing my report card, no matter how hard I tried.
When the day came that we were receiving our report cards, I rushed home so I would have plenty of time to get the duty done before my parents would arrive home from work. The scanning and editing only took about 5 minutes, and I was happy with the way it looked, so I printed it out, then proceeded to delete any kind of history of what I did, which involved getting into the printer history and deleting both the scan and the print. The only problem that arose was that my version was a lot smaller because I didn't know how to master the landscape print at that time. It also looked a little messy because the scanner didn't pick up on every little detail, like the shading on every-other line, and my placement was a little strange for the grades.
I brought it to school the next day to get the approval of my friends. My two best friends gave me a lot of kudos for the work I did, and told me to make them ones next quarter. I showed two or three more people at school, but only ones I trusted.
It was a half day, so I went home and called my parents to tell that I had gotten my report card and had all A's and B's. They were thrilled. While everyone was working, I then had two guys I both liked over my house. Hah.
Well, they never found about the boys, which happened many times after that, but they did find out about the report card, only two weeks later.
When I gave them the report card, they completely fell for it. The following weekend, we went to the mall and they got me a cellphone plan and a phone. Of course, something always has to go wrong when I have cellphones, so the texting didn't work. We went to the mall on a Sunday and got it fixed. The following Monday, my parents didn't see my name under the honor roll list in the newspaper, and started questioning me. I went off to school, shrugging everything off. I was kind of paranoid, though, because a friend of mine said that a teacher had asked her if I made a fake report card, because I guess it was making its way around my school. That was the Thursday before, so I figured nothing had come from it if they hadn't called my parents yet. I came home and went on the computer in my room, did my usual routine. When my Mom got home, she came right up the stairs and ripped me right out of the computer chair and took my phone and yelled at me.
I knew I was dead.
When Dad got home, I got another serving of discipline talks and screams, and then got grounded for a very long time. I think it was spring when I was able to go out again.
So, let my stupid decisions be a lesson for you and don't make any kind of fake report card or anything that has to do with school. Or, if you do, at least don't tell anyone. And make sure its not the first quarter, because you're going to have to keep doing it for the rest of the year, and thats a pain in the ass.
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