what are you like in class?

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In high school I slept through most of my classes, occasionally not showing up at all and just wandering around outside. In 10th grade my mother withdrew me before I was expelled for truancy, and insubordination (however, I was never disruptive, and almost never talked). In college I did somewhat better, but sensory, and communication problems gave me too much anxiety to finish and I almost never organized myself enough to do homework. For the classes I did enjoy I was very attentive and finished my class work long before anyone else ( maths and programing). I would even get so carried away with math I would end up staying after class incessantly questing my professor (who had the patients of a saint, I might add) until his next class was about to start.

Always raising my hand to answer questions, or always writing something down. If assigned a reading or something, I usually turn on my ipod to help me concentrate and focus on reading, not like the other kids who just waste their time chatting their butts off.

During the time that I was in school I tended to be what most teachers implied "being in some other world".
Honestly, I was not so far off to understand my landscape nor keep up with my educational tasks just, there were times I would find myself daydreaming but, not intentionally mind you..

I was the guy sitting in the front of the class that had not made his homework, but that remembered things told in lessons.
I was also very silent, I never really had any questions.

It depends on if I like the subject of the class or not. If I dislike the subject of the class or am indifferent to it, I will sit in the back and generally ignore everything that is going on in class. Back when I was in school I would doodle or write short stories instead of listening to the teacher. I never took notes, never read any passages from the book that were assigned, but did complete homework and assignments. I'd always walk away with an A in the class, with the teacher scratching their head wondering how I'd accomplished that when I never pay attention or participate.

If it was a subject I enjoyed, or a teacher I really hated, I'd still sit in the back and seem to not be paying attention, but I'd take every opportunity to correct the teacher when they made an error, or expound upon something they seemed unsure about. In those classes the teachers would either ask me anytime they didn't know something, or just act nasty and try to ask me things they thought I wouldn't know and then get mad when I would answer correctly.

In more recent years I'd bring my laptop along and just fiddle on that in my college classes, browsing message boards online or writing poems, whatever I felt like.

Either way teachers tended to either dislike me, for not paying attention or showing how stupid they were, or love me for being so helpful in class by filling in all the gaps in their own knowledge of the subject. There was rarely a middle ground where they were just indifferent towards me.

When I was still attending school I was quiet, asleep, and I hated teachers telling me what to do in my spare time, especially because I didn't learn anything from it. I was annoying, I corrected spelling mistakes done by teachers, or told them when they told something wrong. Everyone thought I was a geek. When I was with a friend I was talkative, mainly because paying attention to the teacher was too damn boring.

In HS I was the class clown. I distinctly remember doing things that were totally inapproriate just to make a scene. Examples: writing parodies of TV shows and passing them out in class, doing a book report on some adult book and describing the sex scenes in detail, when asked to act out a scene from a play doing something completely bizarre like playing rock music and pretending to do hardcore drugs (this was at a Catholic school).

I also talked back to the teachers cuz I found their rules stupid. One of my teachers wanted all our papers suddenly typed when it had been acceptable before to just handwrite them. She wouldn't give a good explanation as to why she wanted them typed so I told her I wasn't gonna do it. She said she'd have to give me a C then and I said I didn't care.

And I got detention one day for something stupid. The teacher there told me I could go and I talked back to her and said "Well, now I've been here later than usual so I need to call my mom. I don't have a quarter so you need to give me one." Hahaha!

In typing class I once programmed all the screensavers to read "Watch The Golden Girls with an Elderly Lover." Almost got into big trouble over that one.

In gym class I went through a phase of speaking only in Ebonics cuz I thought this would be funny. I called it "creative speech." It really pissed my teacher off!

Later on I became obsessed with The X-Files and thought it would be cool to see how many big words from The X-Files I could incorporate into my daily classroom speech.

Yeah, no wonder people thought I was weird!

When I was i class, I tended to be very quiet and not had a great deal of friends so, I kept to myself a great deal..

Usually I was quiet and made A's and B's. I thought it was pathetic to fail (that was how I thought at the time - not how I think now - I was something of an intellectual....hhhmm, snob's not quite the right word, but I felt the work was so easy I didn't understand how anyone could fail - very poor ToM). I never slept, as a matter of pride. I wanted little to do with my classmates.

I hated school, but I missed very few days and usually got along with my teachers. Though I was quiet, I did scream at the top of my lungs in class twice - once in 9th grade and once in.....college!

If it is a class I don't particularly enjoy, I'm usually spaced. If it's a class I enjoy, I'm engaged.
And sometimes, I get so tired that I fall asleep. x__x