Life in a Catholic school when you and your parents are atheists can be interesting, especially when you renounce god and proclaim that you've become a devil-worshipper in a sardonic attempt to challenge the orthodox establishment. As a result, I didn't have to go to masses which were frequent and boring.
Socially, I was somewhere in the middle. I hung-out with the cool-kids and was on the fringe of their social circles although I was never fully integrated largely because I've always been something of an outsider - mostly through choice as I didn't find hanging around the Metrocentre for six hours a day particularly interesting. If I was bored, I simply went off and did my own thing.
I can't say I was really bullied. If people screwed with me I would always seek some sort of retribution. I was good at getting people into trouble
