I don't know about you guys, but my school already banned physical contact when I got there. They were serious about it, and excluded some of my friends over light-hearted play fighting.
If I may go off on a tangent, my school introduced a vertical tutoring system recently. What this means is that students sit with different years while in registration. (or tutor time, or whatever you call it) This means, for a senior like me, I have to spend 30 minutes every day with whiny annoying children pestering me over why I am reading Frankenstein (it's for English, for those who are curious), and then remarking that it's "gay", or whatever they say. EVERY DAY.
It gets much worse. They make people my age do stupid shit like wear orange clothing for non-uniform days, and compete in silly competitions with people half my age. Because we are all in the same rooms for assemblies, whenever the headteacher gives out one of his lectures about how we are slacking off, every year has to take it, even if it was only one year who he had a gripe with.
Actually, going back to the orange clothing, this brings me to an "amusing" anecdote. Today, one of my friends couldn't find anything orange in his wardrobe, and got sent home. Now, I have something orange because I have acquired tastes in underwear (another conversation for another day), but what guy actually has anything orange? For girls, it's easy. Orange nail-polish, orange tops, orange bags, and so on. But guys? Fuck that noise.
So, in fairness, your school is bat-shit insane, and I do not deny that. But, count your blessings. At least your school doesn't segregate you for not wearing fucking orange clothes.
