[AlfredSchnittke]

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LOL... in the 2nd grade, i had two that i can think of. The first, was that i flatly refused to learn how to write cursive letters... on the ground that i already knew how to write print and it was illogical and useless. To this day, i still can't write in cursive. I can usually read it, but i just find it funny. Second, was we were ordered to do all of our spelling tests in pencil. Well, using your basic #2 pencil affects me like someone running their fingernails down a chalkboard... it's painful. So i would use pen. My teacher would take them away from me or mark my score lower. So to be a smartass, i brought in a bag of erasable pens and distributed them to the whole class one day. Argue your way out of THAT one teacher! LOL

That's crazy, I did both of these things!

My mother was quite upset by my refusal to learn cursive and forced me to at least learn italics...

I still think it was the most useless thing ever, or close.

[Chant]

Once got a 70% on a math test despite getting every final answer correct.

"I need to see how you got that answer!"

[Ferbguy101]

When all I ever did was hang around people who could carry on an intellectual conversation, I only discovered ""dumb talk" in 7th grade

[vowsEntente]

Once in the 2nd grade, a girl told me she thought I was cute. I looked at the floor, waiting for the uncomfortable silence to pass and never talked to her again. Come to think of it, this also happened last week.

[spectre14]

Early on in school, I can't remember any "INTJ" moments in particular. I remember a lot of parent/teacher conferences that consisted of conversations about how I do not pay attention in school and day dream too much. My notebooks were always covered in drawings and I always spent more time drawing than doing anything else. I was definitely the most talented artist in class. That was my passion and way to escape as a child. I had a lot of trouble paying attention to all the boring shit they were teaching.

In the 11th or 12th grade (97-98/99) I took a computer class. It had the typical boring lessons that a class would have at that time. Excel...yawn, How many words per minute....double yawn, how to type a letter....mega boring. Then we had a lesson on HTML. Nothing previously had ever sparked my interest so much. I was immediately the best in writing HTML and understood it very quick. I was explaining how it worked to the teacher just a few lessons in. That directed my career towards web design and then eventually software development (I enjoy writing code much more than designing).

[Galicia]

In 3rd grade we were learning proper sentence and paragraph structure. My teacher wanted us to write a paragraph about someone in our family. The teacher told us a sentence has to have a noun and verb, and a paragraph should contain at least 3 sentences. I wrote "My dad is smart. He works hard. He travels a lot."

To make it worse, my handwriting is very small. The "Paragraph" didn't even take up half a line. My teacher failed me. I brought the assignment home to my mom who was upset with my low grade and ask me what happened. I told her I followed the instructions but my teacher still didn't like it.

My mom set up an appointment with the teacher, who explained that I didn't write enough. When my mom asked for the assignment details she found that it was exactly as I had written; 3 sentences, each with a noun and verb. After a second review of my assignment, the teacher admitted to my mom that I had in fact done everything correct, but she just didn't like how I had done it. My mom told the teacher off, and got my grade improved to an A. She told the teacher if she wanted something else she needed to be more specific with her instructions. It was good to have a parent back me like that!

Also, I was a whiz with math. Got a perfect score on my math SAT. I remember that I used to challenge teachers in class all the time because they were doing something wrong, and correct them. This got me thrown out of many math classes, and I could not understand why at the time. I thought I was doing the teacher and class a favor by fixing something obviously wrong. I mean who wants to be wrong, and who wants to teach something wrong. Now I realize that the teachers were likely embarrassed.

[Thinktress]

INTJ moment - I loved school so much that I hated summer vacation.

[doritogasm]

My algebra teacher forgot how to do something we were learning and I explained it to her, then she asked me to get up and write it out on the board, which I did. She said she would dismiss us early so she could go over it again in the book. My classmates hated me even more when, during class the next day, she said that I was right.

[Collide]

In school when I thought a teacher was incompetent, I wouldn't follow their directions.
I always criticized the tests that didn't really measure knowledge on the subject.
My teachers would get annoyed with me when I corrected them on their teaching techniques and gave them suggestions on how to improve. I love to learn about education reform, so I really can't stand a teacher who doesn't attempt to apply new methods in their lessons.

[HarleyQuinn]

- As early as preschool and kindergarten I usually was one of the first ones to finish whatever task we had been assigned. I'd often ask the adult for something to do while everybody else was working to the point that one woman actually gave me a bullet point list to do if I finished early just so I would stop distracting the other kids.

- In math classes when having to "show (your) work" I'd often skip 2-3 steps since I saw them as pointless and not worth putting down if I was able to jump ahead and do them in my head instead. Usually got marked down as a result for not fully showing my work.

- I also would have classmates compare their answers to mine as the teacher was going around to the point that I'd be "explaining" the problem/teaching my classmate while the teacher double checked my work with me ignoring the teacher completely. The funny thing is that it got to the point where some of my classmates would go to me for help instead of even bothering with the teacher right in the classroom.

- 5th grade for an oral report on a historical figure I "dressed up" as Harriet Tubman and gave an oral report completely memorized (including faux female voice) partly to stand out from everybody else and partly because it sounded fun to do. Got an easy A for it.

[CrudeHypothesis]

Probably in final year when they taught Bernoulli's Principle in physics, when I learned it myself while reading in the library back in primary school.

[Solitielor]

Going home late because of excessive arcade/online games together with few friends, then planning out possible rebuttals and answers as to why I went home late.
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[HWSNBN]

My sophomore year of highschool i was very aggressive with my opinions and would call out people during discussion because they were being fake and trying to get justification from their peers, I called one girl a worthless piece of life, and ended up making her cry. (I don't know what caused me to be so outward in my opinions that year, but most of the popular kids hated me.)

[Archer]

I skipped my college graduation. I never enjoyed a graduation I went to, so why would I enjoy my own. I knew what I accomplished, didn't need to celebrate with the masses. Went fishing on a quite lake instead and saved a little money by not purchasing a gap and gown.

[CanrHoldLimes]

Ha, well I'm sure they're a lot more but a few things that come to mind, the introversion, the judging and just not having any respect (or fear) of anyone I didn't value.

THE earliest instance I can remember is definitely not having respect for authority/titles just because. I was 8 or 9 years old and definitely not a follower. Peer pressure was a non factor and popular kids could kiss my ass.
I remember though when I was 4 being different, I didn't want to hang out with the kids but I used to feel intimidated by older kids, makes me wonder when you really start developing strong personality traits.. hm

Anyway
-I remember in highschool I made up my mind about whether I wanted to talk to or hang out with someone in the first 5 minutes or observed them from far away while never speaking to them, and feeling like I pretty much knew what they were about.

-When I was like 11 or 12 I remember getting into fights with kids who were notorious for being "cool", or "alphas" or whatever in school, who thought they would pick on me just because I was quiet, not realizing I wasn't the one to be fucked with, so of course even back then "titles" were not as important to me.

-In history class, math and some other boring subjects I used to just filter everything, I put pretty much all my energy into classes I liked or that I thought would provide a good foundation for what I wanted to do in college.
I used to bring home crap or average grades, or sometimes just do a little studying to bring them up a bit to at least give my parents some comfort, but they averaged pretty shit.
When it was time to sit the college entry exams though, suddenly my grades were great, pretty much on the same standard of a lot of the nerds who were cramming all year. I just pretty much studied up the equivalent of the entire class year at the end of the year so I could pass the exams which would get me to my goal, which was college entry.
After the exam was over I basically just completely forgot whatever I had memorized, can't have that clogging up the room in the brain when you could be cramming more relevant stuff in there
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[awalkingcliche]

One occasion that stands out in my mind is when, in 7th grade, I had this disgustingly easy Social Studies class. Every test I'd get a 100, no matter what the test consisted of. So one day I approached my teacher and asked if she could make the tests harder "PLEASE". She ended up making two different versions of the test, one for the rest of the students, and one for me... It wasn't much harder at all, but it was a start.

That, I was often better friends with the teachers than with my fellow classmates.

I also remember in 9th grade, I would often go up to the Dual Enrollment Comp/Lit teacher and ask for "sample prompts". I would complete said "prompts" and would turn them in, and she graded them along with the rest of her senior class. The lowest grade I got was an 87 and that was because I screwed up my MLA citations for some odd reason. Not that it mattered, none of it was truly graded, so it neither hurt me nor helped me. But it was so much fun! (:

[Srytka]

The ones I remember were when my sophomore Chemistry teacher started using my work as the answer key because he couldn't do it himself, my parents explaining to the school librarian that I was, in fact, perfectly capable reading at a college level in third grade, and when I ended up taking over for my Pre-Calculus teacher (luckily it was a very small class full of students older than myself who didn't babble incoherently while I was showing them what to do). I've also seen notes on my records (from Kindergarten, if I remember the teacher correctly) indicating that while I was far ahead of the curve in the basic subject areas we were tested on and therefore received high marks on my report cards, my teachers were very concerned by my complete lack of interest in socializing with the other children and felt it was in my best interests to be held back from the next grade.

[AnotherMatt]

1) Usually was the really quiet kid who always aced the tests
2) In 4th grade math I would go ahead of the class in the textbook because class went too slow and I got bored.
3) My awkwardness with girls

[UKsplendid]

I used to think I was pretty academically smart but INTJs are scary smart, you make me lol.

[Saggita]

	Originally Posted by AnotherMatt To view links or images in this forum your post count must be 2 or greater. You currently have 0 posts.
	1) Usually was the really quiet kid who always aced the tests 2) In 4th grade math I would go ahead of the class in the textbook because class went too slow and I got bored. 3) My awkwardness with girls

Only that I was awkward with everyone and chilled at my own most of the time. With my fictional characters.

[Joonas]

hmm, I relate with very many of the comments on the 14th page that I've now read. Is it un-ENTP-like to

- Refuse to learn cursive because it's pointless if I don't like writing with it
- Count every math problem in my head if possible, and just type the answer
- Teach others in class about maths
- Find ceremonies pointless and rarely go to them
- Liked abusing too open ended rules and write extremely bad homework that was still not against the written rules (didn't complain about bad grades though, since I deserved them)

Sorry, this is kinda off topic. Still looking to get more certainty regarding my typing.

[sed0007]

I was in the third grade. Being around eight years old in 1963 mandated being exposed to a push for math and science to fight the cold war.

The entire 'activities' portion of the classroom was devoted to excellent, 1/10th-scale models of the Mercury space capsule. Hatches could be opened, the nose cone which was jettisoned after takeoff would detach on the model, as could the heat-shield. Awesome stuff.

Anyway, the teacher was engaged to a guy who worked for NASA at the research center in our area. I had a crush on her. She had him in as a guest, and used the occasion to announce to the class the engagement.

Everyone sort of gasped, and there was a silence which was broken by my suddenly singing the first few bars of "Fly Me To the Moon" as only Frank could.

Couple of octaves higher, probably, now that I think of it....

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I read every biography in the elementary school library, but could not even care about the math.

It was after my younger brother that I attained the ability to recognize that 25 + 25 does not = 410. Plus 4.00 G.P.A. in high school, Cum laude in college.

Just no math.

[overneathe]

Learned English (not my native language) in kindergarten. When my class started learning in 10 years later I would correct my teacher on pronunciation and many, many words she didn't use properly.

She didn't even know words like "jiffy" or "frankly". First time she heard them she said.

Earned a diploma for IT in 6th grade and pretty much was explaining IT to my IT teacher a few years later.

[extollere]

• correcting teachers
• explaining things to the class in 5 different ways so everyone gets it
• acing tests without studying outside of paying attention in class
• either taking care of half the class while they worked in groups or reading in the backrow
• skipping as much as possible of festives, ceremonies, if not, zoning out during the whole thing

[Lolwut]

Creating a booklet on the components of a cell in the 3rd grade. (Nucleus, mithochondria, golgi apparatus, endoplasmic reticulum etc.)

My teacher asked me if I was sure about what I was doing and I nodded my head casually.