So, here's my sordid academic past...
I had mono the end of senior year in high school, but didn't get it diagnosed until June, (probably had it since Jan.). Well, by then, it was painfully obvious I was sick, but earlier, I tried to brush it off.
For the last month or two of senior year, there was a program where you could volunteer outside of school & almost everyone took advantage of it. I decided to just show up at school everyday because all but one or two classes were cancelled when no one was left. I had independent study on the others & only had to meet with the teacher a few times a week to discuss whatever books they assigned for me to read - how much easier that was.
I HATED my French class & as it was filled with mostly Juniors, it was still going. But, I was so tired, I would get to school, sleep in the senior homeroom, (it was a private lounge, no teachers, we had a bathroom, couches, music...nice private school!), and do art the rest of the time which was on the same floor. I didn't go to French class & the teacher didn't know that I wasn't on the program with the others. I was already on early acceptance to college, so I wasn't too worried.
Well, my French teacher figured it out & nailed me with all the tests I'd missed. Of course I did terribly, not having read any of the French novels! I knew one bad grade wouldn't affect my going to college, so I just said f*it, I'm too tired to deal with this! That right there was a VERY unusual attitude for me, I am a perfectionist & never got under a B+ before. Imagine my surprise at the big stinking 'F' I received for that final trimester, even though I managed a 'D' for the course work. She gave me the 'F' because I didn't go to class!
But, by then I was so sick, they had to carry me to the bathroom & then I almost died from mono, so when the report card came weeks after the graduation, it was overshadowed by all that. I don't even think my parents ever found out, or they decided to overlook it! I've never told anyone this before!