I elementary school I was mostly fine, unintentionally broke a few rules~the ones that were more based on teachers individual preference and that really didn't make much sense to me and the ones that really only affected myself and were not disruptive so I couldn't and still can't understand why they were problems if I could still get on fine while doing them, be back in five minutes for the bathroom, pay attention, do 20 problems not 5. But for the most part I was unobtrusive if a bit absent minded and odd. I was a crier though, but really only for things that I felt guilty about and I felt I had reason to be- so I was a brutally honest confesser so maybe I got myself in more trouble than I could have. Got away with less.
Middle school I stopped giving any sort of shit. Passive aggressive resistance. Sitting there staring at the clock, chewing gum obnoxiously, leaving class, skipping class, not doing homework-ever, arguing with teachers, that sort of stuff. I had to see the most inane guidance counselor on the planet for the entirety of the three years because I was failing because of pretty much total withdrawl. Talked to me like I was five years old and would get frusterated when her one size fit all plan didn't work on me because it legitimately addressed nothing beyond cheaply covering the direct issue at hand. Not clever but true, her voice gave me diabetes and going to her distressed me so much that I starting throwing raging tantrums at my mom until she eventually had enough and tried to get me out of it. Oh I was pretty awful to that counselor though, sarcastic as all hell and it was pretty damn obvious that I thought and her ideas were not worth the spit she globbed to state them. Actually though I really enjoyed middle school because I was in the advanced programs for whatever reason after a while, and they were actually so much better and so much more interesting I actually found them easier. I still had my little rebellions though, more than my fair share of homework detentions- my friends were suprised when I didn't have one- and the occasional regular detention or trip to the office.
Highschool was middle school on crack but without the gooey gushy my brain is falling out of my head and I hope you don't notice if I just keep talking and proclaiming my authority and superior knowledge/age/wisdom and threatening you that I actually don't know shit and you and the stapler next to me are smarter than me.She was ESFJ 2w1 as fuck btw- but that is just her and her stupidity expressed through her type, plenty of smart ESFJ's. But yeah, most of any misbehavior I had was out of frusteration, outrage over something going on (teacher who shows up and decides to hand out worksheets and eat cereal the whole time), than anything else. I had a whole, I enjoy the class you will enjoy the class, you get what you give sort of philosophy. And sometimes if it got to that extent it wasn't always passive, get me in the right spot and no mercy.
Actually going of that, makes sense that while all types are certainly capable of certain behaviors, the movitations, intent, methods, and ways they come off can be very different. An ENTJ with the same goals as the ESFJ start off with the same thought/plan in mind- but their reaction to the situation differ thereby changing how they are percieved. Two kids in similar situation, an ESTP and an ISTJ maybe, might end up the same way through different means, but the methodology is different. This isnt very clean, maybe I will get back to it later.
