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Black kid in 10th grade was walking home through a wooded path. He was later found sodomized and missing his shoes. Shoes were a big deal for some people in high school. I never understood it.
Middle school and high school were located on a military base and the MP's would raid the high school with dogs searching lockers for drugs and cars out in the parking lot.
We were subjected to both county police and MP's but that never stopped the racial tension in the school.
Joy joy joy.
Middle school and high school were located on a military base and the MP's would raid the high school with dogs searching lockers for drugs and cars out in the parking lot.
We were subjected to both county police and MP's but that never stopped the racial tension in the school.
Joy joy joy.
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Shoes are a big deal for black people in middle/high school/life. It's a way to project status and wealth, regardless of whether it's real or not. And it's something you can beat people up over and take from them pretty easily.
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I'm too old to remember much about grade school. Had these two 'tarded fuckers in college though.
First one was in an English class, short, doughy, hairy kid, not obese but the type that carried all his weight in his gut. Smelled like jizz armpit. Spent most of class squeezing ingrown hairs on his arms and awkwardly trying to make friends with the class pretty girl. On Halloween he showed up to class dressed like a fucking power ranger; no one else was dressed up. At one point we had to do group assignments, he didn't get grouped with his pretty girl, and he never came back to class. Saw him a couple weeks later trailing a bunch of Asian girls into the parking lot. Another classmate said they found him on OkCupid looking for casual sex but he must've deleted his profile before I looked for it, I never saw it.
Second was in a German class, another fat sperg (natch) who was obsessed with military shit and battle recreations. Interrupted lessons daily to sperg about German guns and shit. Professor started calling him Turbo for some reason, which made him tard rage every time. He also eventually stopped coming to class. A classmate shared another class with him and said he'd gotten kicked out of school. Apparently someone was afraid he'd shoot up the school because he kept sperging about guns and went to the dean about him.
First one was in an English class, short, doughy, hairy kid, not obese but the type that carried all his weight in his gut. Smelled like jizz armpit. Spent most of class squeezing ingrown hairs on his arms and awkwardly trying to make friends with the class pretty girl. On Halloween he showed up to class dressed like a fucking power ranger; no one else was dressed up. At one point we had to do group assignments, he didn't get grouped with his pretty girl, and he never came back to class. Saw him a couple weeks later trailing a bunch of Asian girls into the parking lot. Another classmate said they found him on OkCupid looking for casual sex but he must've deleted his profile before I looked for it, I never saw it.
Second was in a German class, another fat sperg (natch) who was obsessed with military shit and battle recreations. Interrupted lessons daily to sperg about German guns and shit. Professor started calling him Turbo for some reason, which made him tard rage every time. He also eventually stopped coming to class. A classmate shared another class with him and said he'd gotten kicked out of school. Apparently someone was afraid he'd shoot up the school because he kept sperging about guns and went to the dean about him.
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My college is great but slightly re.tarded at dealing with students who are clearly unsafe to be on campus.
-One dude who is often referred to as Kramer (I personally think he looks more like Vladimir Harkonnen after going on Jenny Craig) is notorious for creeping on youngish girls on the bus. He's been banned from the bus system a few times and everyone learns sooner or later not to interact with him. He used to go around taking photographs of girls also, which were apparently showing up online. The campus police department actually sent out a warning email about this, telling people to be wary of him. Rumor has it that this may have resulted in him being legally barred from having a Facebook account, but that's just hearsey. He's got a massive stack of harassment reports made against him which the school never does anything about. My friend was getting seriously harassed by this guy over the course of a few years and the admins basically told her that she was overreacting. All the students who have been here for a long time know who he is and to stay away from him.
-At least two KNOWN pedophiles have attended my school. One guy I just found out about today from a friend and fellow Kiwi- the guy has some really cowish tendancies on top of being a scaley, euphoric atheist, and convicted pedo currently being held on an absolutely massive bond. We have no idea why he's still being allowed on campus. The other kiddy-diddler attended years ago, and I heard about them from one of my teachers. He had been in prison before, was a registered offender and everything, and was just allowed to attend our college with a very accessible children's center full of sexy, sexy, toddlers. My teacher was lamenting that the faculty was all told about him, but not his actual identity because it was allegedly "none of their business".
-This same teacher (who was awesome btw) complained to us about a really serious incident that was going on a few years ago- basically some deranged high school kid made this chemical bomb and planted it in an elementary school playground before trying to chain up every possible exit gate to trap the kids in. The bomb didn't go off but the school went on lockdown and the kid was taken in, charged with terrorism or something, and it was ruled that he would not be allowed within proximity of any educational establishment. A few months later, the news broke that somehow he managed to enroll and get accepted at my college and people were understandably freaking out. My teacher especially because her sons had been at the same elementary school he tried to gas bomb. My college, in their infinite wisdom, said that he had only been banned from educational establishment and they would have to review if that term could be applied to our college. Fortunately they remembered that that is the literal definition of a fucking college and the gas bomber remains in prison. Not sure how he was going to go to college anyway or how he enrolled.
-In a non-student related incident we had a escaped convict running across campus last year. The school sent out an alert text letting us know that there may be a loose convict hiding in the bushes, but we weren't going on lockdown and not to be alarmed. We happen to be less than a mile from a prison and right next to a military base, so when we had some really bad wildfires going on the inmate prison crews were stationed on the base. For one guy, escape was just a matter of jumping a fence, crossing the road and running towards the baseball field where he was later found hiding in a porta-potty.
-One dude who is often referred to as Kramer (I personally think he looks more like Vladimir Harkonnen after going on Jenny Craig) is notorious for creeping on youngish girls on the bus. He's been banned from the bus system a few times and everyone learns sooner or later not to interact with him. He used to go around taking photographs of girls also, which were apparently showing up online. The campus police department actually sent out a warning email about this, telling people to be wary of him. Rumor has it that this may have resulted in him being legally barred from having a Facebook account, but that's just hearsey. He's got a massive stack of harassment reports made against him which the school never does anything about. My friend was getting seriously harassed by this guy over the course of a few years and the admins basically told her that she was overreacting. All the students who have been here for a long time know who he is and to stay away from him.
-At least two KNOWN pedophiles have attended my school. One guy I just found out about today from a friend and fellow Kiwi- the guy has some really cowish tendancies on top of being a scaley, euphoric atheist, and convicted pedo currently being held on an absolutely massive bond. We have no idea why he's still being allowed on campus. The other kiddy-diddler attended years ago, and I heard about them from one of my teachers. He had been in prison before, was a registered offender and everything, and was just allowed to attend our college with a very accessible children's center full of sexy, sexy, toddlers. My teacher was lamenting that the faculty was all told about him, but not his actual identity because it was allegedly "none of their business".
-This same teacher (who was awesome btw) complained to us about a really serious incident that was going on a few years ago- basically some deranged high school kid made this chemical bomb and planted it in an elementary school playground before trying to chain up every possible exit gate to trap the kids in. The bomb didn't go off but the school went on lockdown and the kid was taken in, charged with terrorism or something, and it was ruled that he would not be allowed within proximity of any educational establishment. A few months later, the news broke that somehow he managed to enroll and get accepted at my college and people were understandably freaking out. My teacher especially because her sons had been at the same elementary school he tried to gas bomb. My college, in their infinite wisdom, said that he had only been banned from educational establishment and they would have to review if that term could be applied to our college. Fortunately they remembered that that is the literal definition of a fucking college and the gas bomber remains in prison. Not sure how he was going to go to college anyway or how he enrolled.
-In a non-student related incident we had a escaped convict running across campus last year. The school sent out an alert text letting us know that there may be a loose convict hiding in the bushes, but we weren't going on lockdown and not to be alarmed. We happen to be less than a mile from a prison and right next to a military base, so when we had some really bad wildfires going on the inmate prison crews were stationed on the base. For one guy, escape was just a matter of jumping a fence, crossing the road and running towards the baseball field where he was later found hiding in a porta-potty.
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Posted these previously in the personal lolcow thread, I was sent to a really shitty school for a while (second through ninth grade) that did a lot of weird, illogical things.
*There was a yearly field trip to go watch a tourism ad for the city everyone attending the school already lived in.
*They took the lockers away from the middle/high school students because they 'couldn't trust us'. The lockers were then given to the kindergarteners. Middle/high schoolers were given those plastic m;ilk crate things to keep their stuff in.
*The library for the middle/high school section of the school consisted of children's picture books, whereas the elementary school portion's library mainly had books on Hitler's rise to power, and textbooks that would be much more useful to an older kid.
*They tore down all the stall doors in the bathrooms (both genders) after kids started hanging off of them and drawing on them.
*Every year, they would measure our heights and weights and compare it to a chart to make sure we were at healthy weights. I was a lot shorter than everyone else in my class, and the chart didn't go down to my height. So, they just went with the lowest height available, when I didn't weigh as much as a person half a foot taller than me, this cued a three month long 'yer totally bulimic, Piga' from the school counselors.
*During the 2008 presidential election, one teacher took it upon herself to talk about how McCain would literally kill us all, you guise. She was not fired for this, but another teacher was fired for showing the movie Wall Street to his Economics class that was full of 17-18 year olds.
*They banned kids bringing lunches from home, claiming it was healthier to eat at the school, which served the same meal everyday; chicken nuggets, tater tots and a piece of hard candy. All this nutrition could be yours for the low, low cost of 7.95 every day. They were then utterly baffled by the fact most kids weren't eating anything at lunch.
*There was also a piece of a tater tot stuck in the drain grate of a sink in one of the bathrooms. It was there for years, and it never changed color or decayed in any way.
* There was a service learning class, which basically amounted to an hour of a woman telling us that pollution is-- get this-- not good. This class was held every day for sixth to eighth grade. Anyway, they decided that the service learning class needed to go out and do something about this pollution thing. So, they had us gather up all the recycling from the classrooms and put them into a large bag. Next, we'd be piled into the ancient school bus that constantly spewed smoke into the atmosphere and drive to the other end of the city to put a couple bags of paper scraps into the large recycle bin at the community college. Brilliance, I say. Sheer brilliance.
*A teacher's Facebook account was hacked (read: she left it open.) and the lyrics to a swear-filled rap song were posted from it. What's the logical response to such a crime against humanity? Send every student that knows about the spooky scary Internet (and, presumably, the hacker known as 4chan) down to the principal's office for questioning. Many kids were given detention in spite of no evidence linking them to the incident, and the school decided no student could be trusted with a Facebook account, the principal promised to monitor Facebook and suspend any student she caught using it. I have no idea.
*This was in one of the warmest states in the US, many days reaching into the upper 90's or early 100's. Up until I was in the sixth grade, there was no indoor gym, so gym class was held out on the sweltering, black pavement. Gym class was always held in the middle of the day, so kids would inevitably return to the second half of their classes sweaty, irritable and tired. And then, towards the end of my sixth grade year, we got the news we'd been waiting for! They'd finally finished building the indoor gymnasium! So, no more running around in the hot sun, right? Wrong! The gym may have been built, but there would be no using it, back outside with ya! They instead used the gym as the new in-school-suspension room.
*Building off the last issue, there was also a time when the water fountains broke. No problem, just bring water from home, right? Nope, just like lunches, you were not allowed to bring in your own water bottles. Someone must have watched a few too many teen comedies because they were utterly convinced that, if given the ability to bring in a water bottle, we'd all be smuggling in vodka. You could buy a water bottle from the cafeteria though. For two dollars. And you were not allowed to refill them. (Pollution is bad, ya hear?)
As for specific spergy kids:
*There was a yearly field trip to go watch a tourism ad for the city everyone attending the school already lived in.
*They took the lockers away from the middle/high school students because they 'couldn't trust us'. The lockers were then given to the kindergarteners. Middle/high schoolers were given those plastic m;ilk crate things to keep their stuff in.
*The library for the middle/high school section of the school consisted of children's picture books, whereas the elementary school portion's library mainly had books on Hitler's rise to power, and textbooks that would be much more useful to an older kid.
*They tore down all the stall doors in the bathrooms (both genders) after kids started hanging off of them and drawing on them.
*Every year, they would measure our heights and weights and compare it to a chart to make sure we were at healthy weights. I was a lot shorter than everyone else in my class, and the chart didn't go down to my height. So, they just went with the lowest height available, when I didn't weigh as much as a person half a foot taller than me, this cued a three month long 'yer totally bulimic, Piga' from the school counselors.
*During the 2008 presidential election, one teacher took it upon herself to talk about how McCain would literally kill us all, you guise. She was not fired for this, but another teacher was fired for showing the movie Wall Street to his Economics class that was full of 17-18 year olds.
*They banned kids bringing lunches from home, claiming it was healthier to eat at the school, which served the same meal everyday; chicken nuggets, tater tots and a piece of hard candy. All this nutrition could be yours for the low, low cost of 7.95 every day. They were then utterly baffled by the fact most kids weren't eating anything at lunch.
*There was also a piece of a tater tot stuck in the drain grate of a sink in one of the bathrooms. It was there for years, and it never changed color or decayed in any way.
* There was a service learning class, which basically amounted to an hour of a woman telling us that pollution is-- get this-- not good. This class was held every day for sixth to eighth grade. Anyway, they decided that the service learning class needed to go out and do something about this pollution thing. So, they had us gather up all the recycling from the classrooms and put them into a large bag. Next, we'd be piled into the ancient school bus that constantly spewed smoke into the atmosphere and drive to the other end of the city to put a couple bags of paper scraps into the large recycle bin at the community college. Brilliance, I say. Sheer brilliance.
*A teacher's Facebook account was hacked (read: she left it open.) and the lyrics to a swear-filled rap song were posted from it. What's the logical response to such a crime against humanity? Send every student that knows about the spooky scary Internet (and, presumably, the hacker known as 4chan) down to the principal's office for questioning. Many kids were given detention in spite of no evidence linking them to the incident, and the school decided no student could be trusted with a Facebook account, the principal promised to monitor Facebook and suspend any student she caught using it. I have no idea.
*This was in one of the warmest states in the US, many days reaching into the upper 90's or early 100's. Up until I was in the sixth grade, there was no indoor gym, so gym class was held out on the sweltering, black pavement. Gym class was always held in the middle of the day, so kids would inevitably return to the second half of their classes sweaty, irritable and tired. And then, towards the end of my sixth grade year, we got the news we'd been waiting for! They'd finally finished building the indoor gymnasium! So, no more running around in the hot sun, right? Wrong! The gym may have been built, but there would be no using it, back outside with ya! They instead used the gym as the new in-school-suspension room.
*Building off the last issue, there was also a time when the water fountains broke. No problem, just bring water from home, right? Nope, just like lunches, you were not allowed to bring in your own water bottles. Someone must have watched a few too many teen comedies because they were utterly convinced that, if given the ability to bring in a water bottle, we'd all be smuggling in vodka. You could buy a water bottle from the cafeteria though. For two dollars. And you were not allowed to refill them. (Pollution is bad, ya hear?)
As for specific spergy kids:
Colby was this really fat kid I knew in third grade. Nobody really liked him, but like many cows, he thought he was the coolest. He wore this sunglasses every day which I guess he thought made him look badass. They were Barbie sunglasses. He also always sat leaned back in his desk, front two chair legs off the ground, feet crossed over his desk. Teacher told him to knock it off and he'd usually listen after she said it a few times. Although, once he responded by shouting at her to suck his dick.
Colby was as clean as a cow could be. By which I mean he was constantly filthy. His clothes never fit him and a bit of his stomach would always be exposed. He once went an entire day with a bit of jam stuck to his chin. At least once a week he'd shit himself, partway through the year the teacher was so sick of the perma-stank in the classroom that one day when Colby shat himself she started shouting at him so loudly that the man teaching next door came running over thinking someone was injured.
Colby was also a huge bully. He was the biggest kid in the class, partially due to being fat and partially due to being held back a grade. He used his size to intimidate a lot of the class, and he'd just randomly decide that he hated certain kids and set about making their lives hell. There was this one shy girl who rarely spoke, and when she did, did so very quietly. She started coming out of her shell a bit more, and I figure the reason she was so quiet was because she had a bit of a stutter problem. This triggered the fuck out of Colby. Suddenly, the items in Stutter-Girl's desk started to disappear, Whenever Colby heard her talk during recess he'd either slap or punch her. One day, we got back in from recess, and Stutter-Girl's stuff had all been taken out of her bag and strewn all around the class, some of it in the trash. While Colby was frequently suspended for his abuse of her, it clearly affected her. Her stutter was worse by the end of the year.
She wasn't his only victim, but she was the one he seemed to loathe the most. Other reasons you could get on Colby's shit-list include:
*Not sharing your lunch with him when he so kindly shrieked at you to do so.
*Making fun of him for shitting his pants.
*Defending someone else from his wrath.
*Breathing too loudly. (Seriously, one day he went off and socked the kid in the desk next to his just because the kid had sighed.
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*Having something he wants. (One kid got one of those light up hairy pen things... kinda like this:
at the school's book fair. Colby decided he wanted it, but he couldn't afford one, so he spent the rest of the day begging the kid for his, and when kid refused, Colby went nuclear and wound up getting his ass suspended again.
Finally, I'm pretty sure the only time he crapped at school somewhere OTHER than in his pants he did so in a urinal. Didn't even try to hide it, he ran into the classroom with a really smug look and started asking other boys to come take a gander at his grand accomplishment.
I've heard that a lot of teachers wanted him expelled but his wealthy parents had donated a lot of money to the school, so he was there to stay.
Colby was as clean as a cow could be. By which I mean he was constantly filthy. His clothes never fit him and a bit of his stomach would always be exposed. He once went an entire day with a bit of jam stuck to his chin. At least once a week he'd shit himself, partway through the year the teacher was so sick of the perma-stank in the classroom that one day when Colby shat himself she started shouting at him so loudly that the man teaching next door came running over thinking someone was injured.
Colby was also a huge bully. He was the biggest kid in the class, partially due to being fat and partially due to being held back a grade. He used his size to intimidate a lot of the class, and he'd just randomly decide that he hated certain kids and set about making their lives hell. There was this one shy girl who rarely spoke, and when she did, did so very quietly. She started coming out of her shell a bit more, and I figure the reason she was so quiet was because she had a bit of a stutter problem. This triggered the fuck out of Colby. Suddenly, the items in Stutter-Girl's desk started to disappear, Whenever Colby heard her talk during recess he'd either slap or punch her. One day, we got back in from recess, and Stutter-Girl's stuff had all been taken out of her bag and strewn all around the class, some of it in the trash. While Colby was frequently suspended for his abuse of her, it clearly affected her. Her stutter was worse by the end of the year.
She wasn't his only victim, but she was the one he seemed to loathe the most. Other reasons you could get on Colby's shit-list include:
*Not sharing your lunch with him when he so kindly shrieked at you to do so.
*Making fun of him for shitting his pants.
*Defending someone else from his wrath.
*Breathing too loudly. (Seriously, one day he went off and socked the kid in the desk next to his just because the kid had sighed.
)*Having something he wants. (One kid got one of those light up hairy pen things... kinda like this:
at the school's book fair. Colby decided he wanted it, but he couldn't afford one, so he spent the rest of the day begging the kid for his, and when kid refused, Colby went nuclear and wound up getting his ass suspended again.
Finally, I'm pretty sure the only time he crapped at school somewhere OTHER than in his pants he did so in a urinal. Didn't even try to hide it, he ran into the classroom with a really smug look and started asking other boys to come take a gander at his grand accomplishment.
I've heard that a lot of teachers wanted him expelled but his wealthy parents had donated a lot of money to the school, so he was there to stay.
Eli... Should have been in Special Ed. Seriously. He couldn't really talk, always speaking some weird language that he'd apparently made up himself. He was in fifth grade with me, and the teacher never really had him participate in any lessons. He just sat off in a corner and filled out one of those Jumpstart workbooks. I really don't understand why he was in the class, as it wasn't like my school didn't have a Special Education program.
Anyway, Eli kept to himself at first, but then he discovered himself a new hobby. Groping everybody. Literally everybody that wasn't the teacher. Boy, girl, sexually-identified-attack-helicopter... It didn't matter. He'd roll his chair over to you and start rubbing his hand up your leg, your back, wherever he could reach. He always said the same thing when he did it too, "GEET! GEET! GEET!" I never did become fluent in his language, so I can only guess as to what he meant by this. He took special interest in the shampoo I used back then, I guess, because every chance he got he'd get behind me and start sniffing my hair.
Finally, a group of kids had had enough of Eli and went to the teacher with the seemingly reasonable request that she tell Eli to stop touching us.
The teacher's response was fucking glorious and I doubt I'll ever forget it.
First, she got really fucking angry, because how dare we take issue with anything a mentally disabled person does? All of our little ten year old privileges thoroughly checked, she explained that it was totally fine for him to touch us however he wants because he just doesn't understand and we have to get over it.
Neurotypical privilege is not being able to do a damn thing when someone gropes you.
The fifth grade went on a yearly overnight camping trip, and that's where the buck stopped for Eli. He snuck into the girls' cabin and commenced fapping. The mothers chaperoning had absolutely none of that and raised enough of a fuss that the principal kicked Eli out of the school.
Sometimes I wonder to myself if Eli's gotten arrested yet or not, because I know it's gonna happen eventually.
Anyway, Eli kept to himself at first, but then he discovered himself a new hobby. Groping everybody. Literally everybody that wasn't the teacher. Boy, girl, sexually-identified-attack-helicopter... It didn't matter. He'd roll his chair over to you and start rubbing his hand up your leg, your back, wherever he could reach. He always said the same thing when he did it too, "GEET! GEET! GEET!" I never did become fluent in his language, so I can only guess as to what he meant by this. He took special interest in the shampoo I used back then, I guess, because every chance he got he'd get behind me and start sniffing my hair.
Finally, a group of kids had had enough of Eli and went to the teacher with the seemingly reasonable request that she tell Eli to stop touching us.
The teacher's response was fucking glorious and I doubt I'll ever forget it.
First, she got really fucking angry, because how dare we take issue with anything a mentally disabled person does? All of our little ten year old privileges thoroughly checked, she explained that it was totally fine for him to touch us however he wants because he just doesn't understand and we have to get over it.
Neurotypical privilege is not being able to do a damn thing when someone gropes you.
The fifth grade went on a yearly overnight camping trip, and that's where the buck stopped for Eli. He snuck into the girls' cabin and commenced fapping. The mothers chaperoning had absolutely none of that and raised enough of a fuss that the principal kicked Eli out of the school.
Sometimes I wonder to myself if Eli's gotten arrested yet or not, because I know it's gonna happen eventually.
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I have a lot of stories from my school days.
- 4th grade: Managed to get 4 classrooms out of class due to my father doing a presentation about Civil War stuff. When we got our test for Civil War, everyone got the easy test, except me.
- 6th grade: Managed to get in school suspension on a half day due to being a dick to someone.
- 7th grade: Jerked off at a urinal stall. Never got caught.
- 8th grade: Joked to a couple that they should get married. They eventually did get married after we graduated.
- 9th grade: Watched a freshman and a senior fight each other because the senior cheated on the freshman's sister. Tried to pick a lock with a pencil because the teacher was running late. The graphite broke off and we had to use another classroom for that period. Never got caught.
- 10th grade: Kept getting after school detention because I repeatedly arrived late. Always had detention after my driving class, because the detention room was right next to it. Also told some latina bitch to make me a sandwich in front of everyone. Never got in trouble for it.
- 11th grade: Once got called to the principal's office because someone asked me a question on how I would do a school shooting. Managed to pin the blame on the person who asked me the question. Also told a black girl to go to the back of the bus, and got away with it. Also managed to get the local Civil War re-enacting group to do a demonstration on Civil War camping and doing a rifle firing demonstration. My father lead the entire thing.
- 12th grade: Nearly hit a bunch of people with a stool because they were being annoying. Got away with it, and later got rewarded with perfect attendance.
- 4th grade: Managed to get 4 classrooms out of class due to my father doing a presentation about Civil War stuff. When we got our test for Civil War, everyone got the easy test, except me.
- 6th grade: Managed to get in school suspension on a half day due to being a dick to someone.
- 7th grade: Jerked off at a urinal stall. Never got caught.
- 8th grade: Joked to a couple that they should get married. They eventually did get married after we graduated.
- 9th grade: Watched a freshman and a senior fight each other because the senior cheated on the freshman's sister. Tried to pick a lock with a pencil because the teacher was running late. The graphite broke off and we had to use another classroom for that period. Never got caught.
- 10th grade: Kept getting after school detention because I repeatedly arrived late. Always had detention after my driving class, because the detention room was right next to it. Also told some latina bitch to make me a sandwich in front of everyone. Never got in trouble for it.
- 11th grade: Once got called to the principal's office because someone asked me a question on how I would do a school shooting. Managed to pin the blame on the person who asked me the question. Also told a black girl to go to the back of the bus, and got away with it. Also managed to get the local Civil War re-enacting group to do a demonstration on Civil War camping and doing a rifle firing demonstration. My father lead the entire thing.
- 12th grade: Nearly hit a bunch of people with a stool because they were being annoying. Got away with it, and later got rewarded with perfect attendance.
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OH right, almost forgot; a teacher got busted for watching porn in the classroom. He'd put those divider things up on the kids desks and give them busy work, then watch porn on his computer. He didn't last long in the job. Those are all the specifics I have, because I just heard about it from my parents who got the story from other parents.
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Holy fucking shit. I think that's worse than when the one kid in my brothers' high school filled a water bottle with like Draino or something similar, stuffed tin foil into it, and then drop-kicked it into a group of kids in the courtyard where it exploded (the twins were in the library when it happened, this incident was partially one of the reasons they ended up being pulled from school and took online classes instead). Then the teachers just had the students who were splashed go sit in the nurse's office for an hour before they complained about the pain long enough for them to call an ambulance--one girl was temporarily blinded, too. The school didn't even call the parents until sometime afterward.
They got in huge trouble for it, and the principal and others on the committee resigned and brought in actual competent people to fix up the school, so now I don't hear of kids having to carry pocket knives on them on campus for safety reasons anymore.
This is amusing for some reason.
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I'm sure there has always been at least one story of some high school students who decided to sneak in some hanky panky, but I had one happen at mine that was pretty damn funny.
This one couple who were basically walking Chad and Stacy memes who apparently liked to live dangerously and wanted to have sex in public, but at the same time do so in a place where they could theoretically get away with it.
So they snuck out of gym class one day, made their way to the parking lots in front of the school, and took advantage of the fact you could only see the Chad's vehicle (a truck) from an angle in the mostly full parking lot, and they proceeded to doff their clothes and go down on each other on the front seat.
Unfortunately for them, this happened to be the day one of the teachers had to head out to their car to get something, and not only did they pass by the back end of the truck, it was not hard to notice it rocking back and forth and certain noises you couldn't mistake for anything else emanating from it, especially since one of the doors was popped open so the Chad could go down on the Stacy and have some extra leg room.
Said teacher calmly walks around to the door still shut, taps on the window just as the Chad orgasms and he looks up to see the source of the noise.
Cue the Chad's face going from an O of pleasure to a "OH SHIT!" look.
From what I heard after, the guy was expelled and the girl got knocked up from that little incident.
This one couple who were basically walking Chad and Stacy memes who apparently liked to live dangerously and wanted to have sex in public, but at the same time do so in a place where they could theoretically get away with it.
So they snuck out of gym class one day, made their way to the parking lots in front of the school, and took advantage of the fact you could only see the Chad's vehicle (a truck) from an angle in the mostly full parking lot, and they proceeded to doff their clothes and go down on each other on the front seat.
Unfortunately for them, this happened to be the day one of the teachers had to head out to their car to get something, and not only did they pass by the back end of the truck, it was not hard to notice it rocking back and forth and certain noises you couldn't mistake for anything else emanating from it, especially since one of the doors was popped open so the Chad could go down on the Stacy and have some extra leg room.
Said teacher calmly walks around to the door still shut, taps on the window just as the Chad orgasms and he looks up to see the source of the noise.
Cue the Chad's face going from an O of pleasure to a "OH SHIT!" look.
From what I heard after, the guy was expelled and the girl got knocked up from that little incident.
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well. i havent see a story on anything like this yet.
my sisters senior year. they were allowed to do a senior prank that year since the school does it depending on if any major shit happened that made them have to have a assembly or the police called. (its fucked up but also.. it happens)
my sister was one of the drumline bass drummers for our schools marching band. they decided that. they were going to line up a bunch of cans/cups/bowls some with oatmeal and some with water/milk. they put it in the office of the guidance counselor. we all know how small those offices are. well these are marching band kids and not just any of the bands kid, the WHOLE entire drumline who won state after state competitions with S rankings for 4 years of their lives. all of it. was lined up perfectly. they drew stuff on his board (since he was close with most of them) it was mainly funny stuff but also stuff about how they would miss him.
and then. all of the brass/wind players who were seniors that year, did it on the stair case. not just one. both of them. all the way up to the second floor.
then they did one of the teachers classrooms and stacked the desks in a pyramid on the wall in front of her board.
also the band room was a minor target but it was a big olde thank you note on the board for the director and they stacked the chairs in front of the instrument door room and his office lmao
everyone came back to school that day. the band kids basically owned the whole school. no one could go upstairs, the guidance counselor couldnt even sit down or step foot in his office. one of the teachers had to have people take down her desks after they removed the cups.
and it still is talked about between the staff at the school because now the band kids are forbidden from doing the cup thing but they still say it was the funniest one they had seen.
(i will have to find pictures it was fucking hilarious. the band director cried because it was so funny and he was going to miss them but was still pissed cuz he couldnt get into his office)
my sisters senior year. they were allowed to do a senior prank that year since the school does it depending on if any major shit happened that made them have to have a assembly or the police called. (its fucked up but also.. it happens)
my sister was one of the drumline bass drummers for our schools marching band. they decided that. they were going to line up a bunch of cans/cups/bowls some with oatmeal and some with water/milk. they put it in the office of the guidance counselor. we all know how small those offices are. well these are marching band kids and not just any of the bands kid, the WHOLE entire drumline who won state after state competitions with S rankings for 4 years of their lives. all of it. was lined up perfectly. they drew stuff on his board (since he was close with most of them) it was mainly funny stuff but also stuff about how they would miss him.
and then. all of the brass/wind players who were seniors that year, did it on the stair case. not just one. both of them. all the way up to the second floor.
then they did one of the teachers classrooms and stacked the desks in a pyramid on the wall in front of her board.
also the band room was a minor target but it was a big olde thank you note on the board for the director and they stacked the chairs in front of the instrument door room and his office lmao
everyone came back to school that day. the band kids basically owned the whole school. no one could go upstairs, the guidance counselor couldnt even sit down or step foot in his office. one of the teachers had to have people take down her desks after they removed the cups.
and it still is talked about between the staff at the school because now the band kids are forbidden from doing the cup thing but they still say it was the funniest one they had seen.
(i will have to find pictures it was fucking hilarious. the band director cried because it was so funny and he was going to miss them but was still pissed cuz he couldnt get into his office)
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During my fourth grade year there was a girl in my school who was one hell of a troll. Or maybe it was a group of them, I really don't know, to my knowledge nobody was ever caught. What I do know is that for about a month or so the stalls of the girls bathrooms would be locked from the inside. All of them, every day, early in the day, for weeks. I avoided being the first girl to ask to use the bathroom if I could because I never wanted to be the one to inform my teacher the stalls were all locked up again.
Eventually the staff wised up and the female teachers became required to accompany us into the bathrooms to make sure nobody locked up the stalls. Our teacher was as thrilled about it as we were and at least didn't try to make it any more awkward than it already was, so there's that at least. At any rate the new policy stopped the girl(s) and after a few weeks the policy was gradually relaxed and nobody locked up the stalls again.
In fifth grade my teacher worked out this idea with one of the preschool teachers to have our fifth grade class read picture books to their preschool class several times over the course of the school year. A few days before their first visit to our class paired up various classmates so that each preschool kid had two fifth graders read to them. Unfortunately my class had an odd number of students and guess who wound up without a partner? My teacher decided I could just pair up with someone whenever anybody else was absent and that I should always bring books from home just in case.
The day of the first visit arrived, everybody (except me) got with their partners, the preschool kids arrived and were assigned to their new fifth grade reading buddies (or whatever their teacher called us). Sure enough as they were assigning kids it turned out someone's partner was absent that day. Once they had finished my teacher informed me of it, and I got up and started to walk over temporary group. I didn't even get halfway there when the preschool boy saw me coming and screamed (and I do mean screamed) that he didn't want to be read to by a girl.
The preschool teacher tried to calm him down, but he was adamant about not having an awful girl interact with him so I went back to my desk and spent the rest of their time there quietly drawing or reading. Oh, and feeling embarrassed like hell about it, that too. The preschool teacher did apologize to me, though.
The next preschool reading visit came around and this time a girl was absent, from a group of all girls. My teacher probably thought it would be much safer this time around and after the groups all got together she brought me over to introduce me to the preschool girl. Said preschool girl didn't immediately pitch a fit about and I was left to read with my classmate.
It turned out though that the preschool girl, for whatever reason, absolutely hated me from the instant I walked up. My classmate read a book, then asked if I wanted to read the next one. The girl loudly said she didn't want me to read her anything. Stupidly I asked if she wanted to be read any of my books even if she didn't want me to read them to her. The preschool girl grabbed my books, threw them, and shouted that my books were stupid (she didn't even look at them).
Both teachers came over at this point and asked what was wrong. She yelled that she hated me and once again I had to go back to my desk after gathering up my books, once again feeling very embarrassed. The preschool teacher again apologized to me and said she had no idea what the issue was this time.
The third and final visit came many months later, in the spring. I can't help but wonder if the previous two incidents involving me made the teacher reluctant to bring then by again. This time there were two groups with absent classmates so the teachers decided if the two preschool boys would allow it we'd form a group of five. Cautiously I was brought over and introduced, and this time nobody had objections to me joining the group.
Unfortunately my two classmates quickly became uninterested in reading books and started to talk to each other, leaving me as the sole reader. This might not have been a bad thing, except the two preschoolers decided climbing on my back was more fun than listening to me read and my classmates didn't notice/didn't care enough to stop them. The teachers weren't too happy to discover that I was pinned down on my stomach (though still trying to read to them) while the other two let them. But at least this time nobody was screaming because of me. One of the preschoolers did pitch a fit when it was time to leave however, another tried to quietly stay behind and their teacher actually had to run back in for him, and a third tried to play on one of our class computers without permission. Needless to say no one was surprised they never came again.
Eventually the staff wised up and the female teachers became required to accompany us into the bathrooms to make sure nobody locked up the stalls. Our teacher was as thrilled about it as we were and at least didn't try to make it any more awkward than it already was, so there's that at least. At any rate the new policy stopped the girl(s) and after a few weeks the policy was gradually relaxed and nobody locked up the stalls again.
In fifth grade my teacher worked out this idea with one of the preschool teachers to have our fifth grade class read picture books to their preschool class several times over the course of the school year. A few days before their first visit to our class paired up various classmates so that each preschool kid had two fifth graders read to them. Unfortunately my class had an odd number of students and guess who wound up without a partner? My teacher decided I could just pair up with someone whenever anybody else was absent and that I should always bring books from home just in case.
The day of the first visit arrived, everybody (except me) got with their partners, the preschool kids arrived and were assigned to their new fifth grade reading buddies (or whatever their teacher called us). Sure enough as they were assigning kids it turned out someone's partner was absent that day. Once they had finished my teacher informed me of it, and I got up and started to walk over temporary group. I didn't even get halfway there when the preschool boy saw me coming and screamed (and I do mean screamed) that he didn't want to be read to by a girl.
The preschool teacher tried to calm him down, but he was adamant about not having an awful girl interact with him so I went back to my desk and spent the rest of their time there quietly drawing or reading. Oh, and feeling embarrassed like hell about it, that too. The preschool teacher did apologize to me, though.
The next preschool reading visit came around and this time a girl was absent, from a group of all girls. My teacher probably thought it would be much safer this time around and after the groups all got together she brought me over to introduce me to the preschool girl. Said preschool girl didn't immediately pitch a fit about and I was left to read with my classmate.
It turned out though that the preschool girl, for whatever reason, absolutely hated me from the instant I walked up. My classmate read a book, then asked if I wanted to read the next one. The girl loudly said she didn't want me to read her anything. Stupidly I asked if she wanted to be read any of my books even if she didn't want me to read them to her. The preschool girl grabbed my books, threw them, and shouted that my books were stupid (she didn't even look at them).
Both teachers came over at this point and asked what was wrong. She yelled that she hated me and once again I had to go back to my desk after gathering up my books, once again feeling very embarrassed. The preschool teacher again apologized to me and said she had no idea what the issue was this time.
The third and final visit came many months later, in the spring. I can't help but wonder if the previous two incidents involving me made the teacher reluctant to bring then by again. This time there were two groups with absent classmates so the teachers decided if the two preschool boys would allow it we'd form a group of five. Cautiously I was brought over and introduced, and this time nobody had objections to me joining the group.
Unfortunately my two classmates quickly became uninterested in reading books and started to talk to each other, leaving me as the sole reader. This might not have been a bad thing, except the two preschoolers decided climbing on my back was more fun than listening to me read and my classmates didn't notice/didn't care enough to stop them. The teachers weren't too happy to discover that I was pinned down on my stomach (though still trying to read to them) while the other two let them. But at least this time nobody was screaming because of me. One of the preschoolers did pitch a fit when it was time to leave however, another tried to quietly stay behind and their teacher actually had to run back in for him, and a third tried to play on one of our class computers without permission. Needless to say no one was surprised they never came again.
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One of the few things that still stuck out to me about high school were the fights I would get into. This instance in particular was with this bitch who could not resist pulling my hair when I was not looking. It went on for almost a month and it got to a point I went and reported it only to be told "This isn't something our staff is willing to deal with. You'll need to figure out things for yourself.". Quite possibly the worst way to handle a situation was allowing me to handle it. The day came and it was about that time when she would be around to do it again. I spot her coming from across the hall and try keeping myself distracted. From the corner of my eye she got within an arm's length and that was when I reached back and swung at the bitch. Knocked this girl flat on her ass in front of my classmates and one of the teachers. Of course "I" had to goto the office and explain this shit again, and "I" was the one who had to do counselling. In hindsight it was not the best approach but it at least got my admins to pay more attention.
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i also forgot to add more stuff that this kid has done. he used to call some other asian kid "oxching" and one time he told him to go back to china. he also made a reference to hijacking the world trade center in class. that kid once told me that i'm from korea, even though i don't look asian and that i need to show him my "korean passport".
also, everyone that he doesn't like or is obsessed with is called "the old woman" according to him
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I forgot another story. Some sped thought it would be a good idea to jump into the cafeteria from the outside. He succeeded in jumping through the glass window, and he got a full week suspension for it. The doors were unlocked.
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Well, don't hold out on us, what was the book?
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You tell me - I don't read that kind of stuff.
Besides, he may have been lying for all I know.
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In middle school, there was this big kid who was on the football team--at least I think the school had a football team? I never cared for school sports anyway, but he'd sometimes wear something sports-related with his name on the back, so it might've been anything from basketball to football, whichever. Anyway, we were sitting in math class one day when someone out of nowhere exclaims along the lines of "SOMETHING SMELLS BAD" and the boy said it was him because one of his cats pooped on his uniform and he couldn't get the smell out. Freak-outs and "EWWW"s ensued and he couldn't live it down the rest of middle school. The smell went away eventually, but as we were all seated alphabetically, I sat behind him in this class. 
The weird thing is, though, apparently he had a crush on me or something. I only found this out because on one of the last days of middle school, he gave me this plastic ring that was supposedly one of those "promise-engagement rings" or something that kids do I guess, and I threw it out when someone told me.
The weird thing is, though, apparently he had a crush on me or something. I only found this out because on one of the last days of middle school, he gave me this plastic ring that was supposedly one of those "promise-engagement rings" or something that kids do I guess, and I threw it out when someone told me.