1. Music (obviously). The class was actually called practical music, and it basically involved the teacher marking the role then leaving us in a room with a drum kit, some acoustic nylon string guitars and some really shitty keyboards. Good place to get your learn on.

2. Speech and drama. This was the only class I passed (yes, somehow I failed practical music) and I think it’s only ‘cause I cried in a play which somehow made my teacher cry. Moving performance, I guess.

3. Wednesday afternoon sport. Sport was easy to wag and in summer we got to go swimming. No complaints there.

4. Maths. I dropped from Maths 2, to Maths 1, to Maths In Society (dumb-ass maths) within about a three month period due to a weed smoking hippy friend of mine switching to my school. The original bad influence. Can't say I enjoyed maths, but dumb-ass maths was a walk in the park after Maths 2, so it definitely took the pressure off.

5. Engrish: it help me spell good. Never was a favourite, but ironically all I do now is slave over my silly little rap poems and play with words all day. Why? I have no idea.

Evil Eddie performs at the rescheduled SAE, Qantm official combined Brisbane campus opening on Friday February 15, cnr Jane St & Riverside Dr, West End.