"It's not much of an achievement. Kind of the lack of one, really. I can't stand school." He was pretty sure school couldn't stand him either. Anyway, there wasn't much of a point to school, not with what it already said on his report card, might as well be an ex-con. No way could he get into a decent university, no matter what his grades could be, so why bother trying? "It's nothing impressive. But we can go spray-paint a wall later, if it will keep you happy."