...However, I cannot say the same for my peers...
Haha, I can feel you pain (how old are you, by the way?), and I agree that April First at the least is gonna be one hellish day. But despite that, I actually look forward to it. It's creative. It's devilish and evil. But mostly, it's
fun.
A word of advise, mate: People soak knowledge faster than they can cultivate their social skills, so just because you need to pass your school or survive in the world doesn't mean you shouldn't socialize in the silliest ways possible. In fact, right now you NEED to live that way, and (science says) that will extend your life span way beyond what you can imagine. School days are contradictory, and much of it depends on you on having fun
and studying at the same time. If it means to pester your friends, if it means to sing aloud in class, this is what will make you the happiest person in the world (there's a long explanation to this, but I can't be bothered to write an essay right now).
If you deny social skills and the art of silly-living right now, your chances of succeeding in life decline steeply even when you're pursuing a career. But that doesn't mean you have to quit studying either: it's just that schools are quite limited to the knowledge you can soak up. Believe it or not, I've learned more about Art, Literature, Science and Politics at Chronocompendium than I ever would have at school. I never even attended college! XD I know that sucks, but it's more of a monetary matter than my personal skills...
And if you're wondering if I was a delinquent at school for ill-advising you like this, you're mistaken. I was actually a topper (one of the three best students in every class I've been in), but before languages other than English were introduced. My only handicap was my dyslexia; with the help of my aunt, I managed to master my disorder and conquered English, thus excelling in every subject thrown at me. But when Marathi, Sindhi and Hindi were introduced, I had to start from ground zero by focusing on them entirely, and lost my skills with other subjects like Math and English. This resulted in me barely passing High School.
I sourly miss those days when kids used to be free despite the pressure of studying and examinations, because we had a blank cheque to good around as we pleased, even in class. Teachers swore at us, and we mocked them for it. Sometimes they relied on us smart kids to try outwit the new teachers, and sometimes we succeeded, sometimes we were thrown outta class. Most of teachers made us stay silent in class when they were around. Then we had a teacher who encouraged us interact with each other and, especially, with him because that's how we learn better. He encouraged us to socialize, to share ideas. He even helped us learn Physics by dancing like Hrithik Roshan and Michael Jackson. He gave analogies that were more common place than strange ones in the text book, (like a person's pain is directly proportional to the momentum of the kick you hit him with, with the addition of what he said about your mom) and nobody failed his class. Ever.
So remember: make the most of your time you have now, because once you're out of college you'll never see those beautiful days again. There's no "Summer Holidays", there's no "playing hooky", and especially no "pranks in the office".
You'll have to divide your life into "Office Time", "Social time" and "YOUR time".
What's really surprising is the number of paper airplanes you might even find being tossed around in grad school classes! It never truly ends. 
Maybe it's the stress?
No, it's art! xD Origami! Join em. And if your teacher catches you doing the same, explain to her that you were merely analyzing the symmetry and aerodynamics of the crafted plain and how it could maintain its flight, acceleration and ascension via properly calculated curvature of the wings.
Reminds me of the time I was at High School and knocked at my friend's door at exam time so he'd play soccer with me, then his neighbor got out and screamed at me to go home and study, not waste time on childish and useless sports. I asked him and how the brain functions, and he recited the whole thing exactly as you'd find it in a text book, and when I asked him to explain that in detail and methodically, he got cocky but wasn't able to. I told him, "The potential functioning of the brain depends on fresh oxygen, and scientists told us to play sports so we can study better, so STFU!" You shoulda seen his face! xD
Plus, the math teacher is smokin'. 
Hah, I hear ya, bud! Except my substitute English teacher was; my Math teachers were dudes.
