captainf wrote:each year we always found out the good well behaved students finished with the least amount of merits whereas the naughtiest ones or rich (have a PC etc) ones would finish with the most.
It's because the naughty ones if they do something good they get awarded for it. I remember doing an essay in English once; my friend did it well first time. I somehow missed the point and had to basically re-write my whole essay about 10 times; at the end I got a merit because I'd improved so much and she didn't (she was fuming). This is the same friend who got merits for typing up her work.
captainf wrote:Your boyfriend has had it quite good by the sounds of it - especially as his parents have 3 houses!
Oh I know!! Although I wouldn't really class the 3rd one as a house; but it's certainly livable-in. As we were dicussing with my farm-friend. I think my boyfriend is the "poor" one of his friends; where his poor is certainly well off. I know a lot of people would kill to get in his "poor" position.
captainf wrote: think the trouble is that people often forget that things can be worse
Oh I know; I mean we (my family) are very lucky now; we can afford luxuries, I went to uni, I have a car, my dad has a car - but it wasn't always like this at all and I think I appreciate how "lucky" we are in regards to other people; especially since a lot of my friends who I went to school with can barely survive. I rememver when I was in school we'd had a take away and my friend came over not long afterwards (my friend was very poor); and a few weeks later we'd had a take away as a treat; and she came over afterwards so I'd obviously mentioned what I'd ate; she went home and told her mam that she didn't think I was eating properly cos I'd had 2 takeaways (we rarely eat takeaways really) and every week my friend used to make me to go her house for tea/dinner because she was worried about me - I used to admire her for this because she liked me enough to care about me. I think it helped her 5 year old twin brother and sister thought the sun shone out of me. Her brother who is autistic and rarely spoke to anyone outside the family used to love talking to me and playing with me; they'd said he was in the bath once and he'd just come out with "I love dipsy" - it was sooooooooooooooo sweet. lol.
captainf wrote:Of course theres no harm in bettering your life
I think the point in bettering yourself is remembering where you came from and having your feet on the ground.
captainf wrote:Its a good laugh listening to them guys though and how 'hard' and 'difficult' they claim their life has been
I have a friend like this; she's been so hard done to her whole life - quite frankly she's really annoying with it now. She decided me and another friend (her 2 best friends) are no longer upper class enough for her.