Weird Kids At Your School v2 dude wtf are you masturbating in band class
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[QUOTE=EdvardSchnitz;47133677] where some Tumblr girl stalked me for a year, but thats another story.[/QUOTE]
Do tell.
[QUOTE=3bwii;47133690]Do tell.[/QUOTE]
It started about a year or two ago, I just got to my Private school I go to now, and I was not really fitting with the rich peeps but whatever. Anyway this girl who was named Lauren who was ugly as fuck, but a really nice person (at first) became my friend. I was friends with her cause she said she liked Doctor Who and whatnot. I was a huge DW fan then. So we are friends and whatnot and we talk time to time. Eventually though it gets weird.
Really
Really
Weird.
She began getting pissed everytime I didn't talk to her, despite me being in god damn class. And eventually she started bringing her laptop to school (since this is a private school we can do that) and begun showing me every fucking blog she followed. Even the weird ones. I got creeped out by this but netherless still remained a friend. But she stalked me at every class, giving me this weird stare like she wanted to gut me or something. One time she stared at me from the end of a fucking hall
Anyways our friendship ended after she invited me to some con, it was mostly homestuck fans and bronies and it got awkward quick. I was pretty much done when she started ripping on some TF2 cosplayer for being sexist for liking tf2 cause its too masculine.
Yeah.... She left our school because of our sport to pass high school requirement.
[editline]13th February 2015[/editline]
I forgot to mention the time she said she would rip my throat out because i was talking to a friend during an assembly
[QUOTE=TheFilmSlacker;47128408]Shit dude, it's metal by definition, but I hate putting it in the same bin as Iron Maiden, Judas Priest, Bolt Thrower, Cannibal Corpse and Amon Amarth.
It just gives the genre a really bad name, and it's already got a pretty bad name.[/QUOTE]
If have to put Black Veil Brides in the same bin as Sabaton and such then I don't want to like metal anymore.
I'm joking ofc but I really do understand the dislike for BVB.
I never understood arguments about music genres.
Like, who cares, just listen to the music.
[QUOTE=Talvy;47134244]I never understood arguments about music genres.
Like, who cares, just listen to the music.[/QUOTE]
Especially the jerking around what type of metal X is. Like "This is more like Nu Metal than Death Metal or..."
Ok there's metal in there right? So it's metal. Shut the fuck up.
A follow-up to my post on page 3 about Jim in my visual arts lecture (look at this slide of a painting hurrr) class
Yesterday we got out early because my professor couldn't find a DVD he had planned for us to watch. He told some 60-year old student sitting in the front row to go and see if the IT people had it (???) and told us that if he wasn't back in 30 minutes, we'd get out early.
After he left, the professor kicked his legs up on the desk. "Damn, kids, my body is crippled. Don't do street drugs."
Good advice, but it made basically all of us laugh. Never would have imagined my 70 year old art professor giving us advice like that.
Jim went wild, though. He was all like "YOU'RE OLD ENOUGH TO BE IN THE ROLLING STONES, OF COURSE!"
"Yes, Jim, I am. Just don't do street drugs."
"IT'S LIKE JIMI HENDRIX BUT YOU'RE NOT EVEN BLACK!"
[editline]13th February 2015[/editline]
Another story from high school this time, this weird girl named Clara (name changed) was just really fucking weird. She would come up to you and take a sip of your coffee then just sit there and stare, smiling. It's not like she was special, she would just do stuff like this all the time...
She played bass in my orchestra class, somehow she led the section. Basically, I quit orchestra because of people like her, who never practiced, goofed around in class, and always fucked something up playing concerts. Not like the concerts were really that well-received anyway (only parents came to watch) but it was just generally annoying to have her playing off-key and then laughing about it.
She would basically... follow my friends around on Skype, who were trying to actually communicate with people on programming projects and shit. She met one of my friend's online friends on Skype, who is this 26-something-year-old guy who lives with his mom and always has some weird Rise Against lyric snippet or some deep quote about life as his Skype status. They started calling each other bf-gf, until he apparently got married and shit, which was even stranger.
For the longest time, though, she thought that I was a mega-brony like her. References to MLP would just constantly spill out of her mouth and never stop. It was so bad one time that I just had to ignore her until it stopped.
She did this to my friends, too. We had no interest in her brony ways and yet this shit would just keep coming. She tried to tell one of my good friends over Skype that she would have sex with him if he brought her McDonald's and he was just like "lol are you delusional Clara"
There was also this one kid in orchestra class who answered my teacher's (also my violin teacher since 3rd grade) question "what is 'majestic?'" by nervously whipping a pink pony plush toy out of his backpack. "This is majestic!!!" Not sure why Clara couldn't have just latched onto him, he probably needed the attention
As far as I have heard she is still like this to this very day
In the halls today some kid ran up to another kid with a huge afro and shouted "AFRO-[B]DITE[/B]! [I]EHEHEHHEHEHEHE"[/I] and ran off.
There's this scrawny asian kid in my school who just downright sprints to every class. Like he's not even that fast but yet he runs as fast as he can to every single class. He's a freshmen too.
According to one of my friends he joined an video literacy class with her and flipped out on the first day because "they didn't watch r-rated movies" and he just ran out of the class.
This kid's always wearing a big black coat when he runs through the halls too. Today I heard from a girl in my PE class that he even sprints home, like all the way home. The freshman in this school are fucking weird man, and that's not even half of it.
In the part of school where we were like [i]13-14[/i] years old, two guys would always meet up in the shower after gym classes and have a "competition". A competition to see who could pull their foreskin the furthest back. I guess it was a draw since they kept doing it until people started calling them gay.
There was also a mysterious joker that took a shit in the urinals on a regular basis, and despite collective punishment of "no one is allowed to go out/stay inside during recess until we find this guy!" his reign of terror lasted until he decided to stop. We never found out who did it.
A while ago there was this guy who praised a invisible unicorn called boris.
I'm not kidding on this, it was like a religion and when he left the school he passed ownership to another person telling him to "ride on brother"
shit's weird.
Last year in college, someone left a perfect big old turd on a chair in one of the rooms.
Soon after the incident, I found out they ran out after doing it [b]during a lesson[/b] and yelling "I haven't shit myself!" when questioned by some other people in the class. On the way out, he tripped over a chair and shit some more.
My sister tells me there's a kid in her high school who pulls his backpack over his head and yells "BEEP BEEP" before running to his next class
He's apparently completely normal otherwise
Well, this one time, dunno when it happened, but a guy got in a fight in the bathroom at my high school and he shit himself in the middle of it, and it rolled on to the fucking floor, but he still tried to play it cool and pretend he didn't just shit himself. Here, look, you can watch it :v:
[media]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KE8upatefRs[/media]
There was this kid that screamed and cried because he couldn't play chess with 2 kids already playing chess...
He was like 13-14 years old back then.
Currently there's this weird weeabo type that hasn't cut or presumably washed his hair in years. He's deadly pale and scrawny and comes into sixth form in a black hoodie with some naruto symbol he stitched himself on the back every single day. This is in sixth where you're meant to come in a suit and tie. Nobody has spoken to him about it because he scares the shit out of everyone including the teachers - he speaks to no-one and honestly I don't know where he goes at break etc.
Last year, (year eleven) there was this classic neckbeard type who was super-duper edgy and uploaded gore onto his facebook, loved avenged sevenfold and anime and shit, threatened to kill people in a half-joking manner (he was probably joking but you just can't chance it with these weird cunts). He was pretty isolated but wasn't too belligerent if you got to know him, just a bit awkward. His greasy ass hair also covered half his face, and pretty fortunately covered his nasty ass pube beard. Anyway he was obsessed with GMod and anime and shit like that, to put the icing on the autistic cake he fucking proposed to a twenty seven year old Mexican woman he had never met. This is in Year 11 when you're no older than sixteen. He uploaded some valentine's video of him addressing this woman, and you can see his room is more like a prison cell - the walls are all warped and presumably damp, its all unpainted and there's one tiny window over his bed. Fucking creepy.
In my last school there was this kid who wasn't all that weird, except he kept some retarded hobbies. Shortly before I left he was [I]obsessed[/I] with padlocks. This was a quirky, hippy private school which I fucking hated and was full of assholes, this kid was far less of a penis but was still interested in weird shit. He didn't like it either and left shortly after and is now a pretty serious drug dealer. He was the definition of rice sniffer - he once picked up some plant from the road and ate it in case it got him high. He wouldn't stop burping after that, and that was the last time I saw him.
Finally there's this huge south african guy, he's actually pretty cool but he's weirdly obsessed with flags
i've met with so many weird ass nerds who only speak with memes its not fun anymore.
that one time this dude came walking with us after a meeting and i could faintly hear him say "mother of god" every time the people around us talked about stuff. like, whatever stuff, he'd just hunch over and facepalm as if he was overacting like one of those meme comics.
[QUOTE=Metaru;47141262]i've met with so many weird ass nerds who only speak with memes its not fun anymore.
that one time this dude came walking with us after a meeting and i could faintly hear him say "mother of god" every time the people around us talked about stuff. like, whatever stuff, he'd just hunch over and facepalm as if he was overacting like one of those meme comics.[/QUOTE]
I know a lot of kids like this. I'm friends with one of them. He's nice, but he likes to spout old memes every 30 minutes.
Most of the people in this thread are children compared to my age, so Grandpa will tell you a story now, but be warned, for it is a dark one. It is a story most grotesque in nature and arabesque in detail. It is a story about something more terrifying than the weeaboo, the brony, and the euphoric one. No, no, this creature came before all of that, and it was much worse. It existed before people regurgitated the internet memes. I will not sugarcoat it; this is the story of a rapist in the making. The proto-neckbeard.
So that weird pool party thread in the videos section has gotten me thinking about all of the terrible, terrible experiences I've had in the few parties I've been to. Now, this kid was in my school when I was young (SO THIS ALL COUNTS), but not my class. He lived only a few houses up from mine, but it didn't really matter since I never really interacted with many people (wasn't weird though) and he was just about the same. His name was John, but there are a billion Johns, so I don't need to change it. The thing about John was that he had brain problems when he was an infant, but he used it as an excuse for-fucking-everything. Anyway, in terms of looks, he was similar to that Elliot Rodgers guy who shot up a town a few years ago mixed with a meth addict. He had Rodgers' buggy eyes and weird curled lip, but he was otherwise gaunt, pale, and had a skinhead (extremely low buzzcut) haircut with tons of dandruff flakes in it. He never clipped his nails and apparently never brushed his teeth judging by his breath and all the plaque that covered the enamel. To top it off, he incredibly bony. Now, I can't blame him for a lot of his features, since he probably had health problems similar to mine that precluded him from a normal body weight, but it just added to his nastiness.
Behavior wise, he was always belligerent and uncooperative with [i]everybody[/i]. He wasn't ever deterred from being physically violent, or at the very least a bit too hands-on. Especially with girls. Girls were certainly a problem with him, which I'll talk about later. So before this little nightmare, I was around (I like to say this because I never had any close friends growing up, my parents just made me play with the neighborhood children) when he came to another kid's (let's call him Jack) yard to play and ended up just attacking people, including me, for fun. This was until Jack got tired of his shit and literally lifted him into the air like a fucking barbell (that's how strong Jack was and how light John was) and smashed him into the ground, breaking his arm. Thankfully, Jack and his parents didn't take shit from anyone, so nothing really happened besides John's mother coming screeching around in her beat up old Honda and telling us in this extremely thick Bostonian accent (don't know why she moved to extreme rural Pennsylvania from there) that if we ever did something something again, she'd call the police. Also, on that note, John shared his mother's accent, and she in turn shared in John's absolute insanity. She seemed to be either in a constant rage over her son or in complete denial about it. She always sped through the neighborhood in her '80s ass car like it was Initial D or something, and she never interacted with people outside of the Halloween parties that she and her son went to. These were held by some neighbors and their kids. My parents made me fucking go alone when I didn't want to in the first place, so of course I hated it already. However, everyone there was mostly people I knew with the exception for the host family's friends and a bunch of their relatives. This included a lot of pretty Asian girls. John took a liking to pretty Asian girls, but I'll get to that soon enough.
I was wearing a lab coat since it didn't look stupid, and nobody would question me for not wearing a costume. This coat made a brave sacrifice for my purity later on. Anyway, I was sitting in the most empty part of the house. Everyone else crowded into the tiny kitchen/dining room for some weird reason. The only people who occasionally visited me were the host family's kids and the Asian girls, who apparently liked me and wanted me to join in. I should have listened to them, but I didn't. I made the critical mistake that led to this terrible event. See, the room I was in was adjacent to the foyer, and the first person John saw when he and his mother came in was me. He was dressed up as a [del]Juggalo[/del] skeleton. The costume basically amounted to some terrible smudged face paint and a bodysuit that was so tight that it should've been illegal for children to wear. In other words, he was the scariest thing about that year's Halloween. Seeing him walk into the room was like smelling the ozone before a storm. I knew something terrible was going to happen, but it was too late. He started talking to me, interrogating me about what my costume was ("physicist" wasn't enough for him), and occasionally making some offhanded insult towards me while his mother just stood there. One thing led to another, or maybe it just came out of nowhere 'cause he's a freak, but he wanted to "wrestle" me. And so he just up and dragged me down to the ground by the neck and started choking me so hard that I couldn't breathe let alone utter a single word while demanding that I say "uncle". His mother only told him to stop after like half a minute of me gurgling for help. She JUST told him to stop and "say you're sorry". So while he was still pinning me down, and know that I've always been an extremely frail person, he started kissing my costume and the back of my neck (which my lab coat's collar protected) while his crazy mother [b]CHUCKLED AT IT[/b] until I started yelling loud enough that the host kid's parents came in and told him off. Unfortunately, however, they were soft on him since he "had problems" and let him stay. Unfortunately, I also had to stay, but I stayed with one of the older kids the entire time.
Not too long later, John ended up doing the same thing to one of the host kids (who was also a boy), and then chased around one of the girls saying that "she was beautiful" and trying to kiss her. She was about my size and height, but thankfully she was fast enough to escape from his [del]Juggalo[/del] spooky skeleton hands of molestation. After she joined my "bodyguard" and I, he went after another one of the girls. This girl unfortunately had the personality of a waifu. She was fragile, always kind, a big pushover, and super shy—completely unprepared for the monstrosity that was coming for her. I remember her having a pirate outfit.
He somehow managed to coerce her into going into the upstairs bathroom with him. The other girls and the host kids noticed that they were going up and started yelling at them to come back down, but he had gotten her into the room and locked the door. I only remember the yelling since I was sitting with the big kid and that one girl in the other room, but according to others he was "confessing his love" to her in there (even though she only came around every once in a blue moon) and had her up against the wall. He was trying to kiss her and "ask her out". Everyone could hear her crying and was banging on the door until the adults ordered him out. When they came out, the girl was still in tears, and he finally got kicked out. I think he tried to "confess his love" to one of the other host kids (sister), as well.
After that evening, I had such a conniption that my parents gave up on trying to make me go anywhere. I never went to any more Halloween parties and didn't really interact with John or the other kids after that, but the host family were such pushovers that they supposedly let him go back the next year.
[QUOTE=Metaru;47141262]i've met with so many weird ass nerds who only speak with memes its not fun anymore.
that one time this dude came walking with us after a meeting and i could faintly hear him say "mother of god" every time the people around us talked about stuff. like, whatever stuff, he'd just hunch over and facepalm as if he was overacting like one of those meme comics.[/QUOTE]
So I'm not in school, but all of this.
I have the potential to be an IT, but thanks to all the ITs I've met, I never will. They are the bad kind of redditors, not mentioning the site but putting off telltale signs in their modes of speech and use of "memes" all the time, their "I'm atheist and I'm PROUD" shit. I make obscure references to strange jokes but I don't say "poker face", "me gusta", "challenge accepted", or "check out this rageface comic".
It kills me cause they're shit-smart and know their jobs really well, but there's so few that can hold a conversation that doesn't start with "I saw this meme the other day"
A few months back, in November I believe, my friends and I were sitting in Spanish class waiting for the bell to ring. When all the sudden, this huge Black kid, walks in, goes up to the teacher, and screams, "Miss, I fucking love dick."
This goes on for like 30 seconds, and my Spanish teacher is sitting there not knowing what to say. The kid then begins to walk around the class saying, "My friends said I am Gay, so I must love dick." Immediately after the kid bolts out of the room. I haven't seen him since.
I have a few other good stories, but I'll tell them when the time is right.
Don't remember if I posted this in the other friend, but there was this guy in my school (he's gone this year, guess he graduated or got in trouble) who was that one guy who's blatantly got something wrong with him, SOME kind of mental disorder or stunted development, so you know you can't blame him for it because he can't really help it or whatever. The kind of guy that butts in to conversations insanely awkwardly and says weird shit but you tolerate him and pretend like he isn't making you uncomfortable. He'd always bump in to our group's conversations and shit, and we just tolerated him. Unfortunately, he took a shine to my friend. My friend likes to wear shorts, and she complained to me this motherfucker never stopped staring at/sexualizing her legs, blatantly. He also told her at one point that he writes erotic lesbian fanfiction about her and her friend. This is the point where the toleration stops, and she very bluntly tells him, repeatedly, to stop writing fanfics and stop creeping over her and her legs. He responds with, and I quote, "You can't stop me."
Creepy motherfucker.
[QUOTE=LoganIsAwesome;47142136]A few months back, in November I believe, my friends and I were sitting in Spanish class waiting for the bell to ring. When all the sudden, this huge Black kid, walks in, goes up to the teacher, and screams, "Miss, I fucking love dick."
This goes on for like 30 seconds, and my Spanish teacher is sitting there not knowing what to say. The kid then begins to walk around the class saying, "My friends said I am Gay, so I must love dick." Immediately after the kid bolts out of the room. I haven't seen him since.
I have a few other good stories, but I'll tell them when the time is right.[/QUOTE]
Dude, honestly, black people are awesome.
For some reason, their charisma is just unparalleled, they can do the most spontaneous and out-of-nowhere things that would make no sense otherwise, and they still look awesome and hilarious.
[QUOTE=Nightscout;47142279]Dude, honestly, black people are awesome.
For some reason, their charisma is just unparalleled, they can do the most spontaneous and out-of-nowhere things that would make no sense otherwise, and they still look awesome and hilarious.[/QUOTE]
because you have a preconceived notion of how a black person should act and when they break those barriers it's "funny" sort of in the same way a little girl rocking out to death metal is
[QUOTE=hydrated;47142442]because you have a preconceived notion of how a black person should act and when they break those barriers it's "funny" sort of in the same way a little girl rocking out to death metal is[/QUOTE]
No, I've just experienced time after time the black kid in my class doing something amazing, and it seems like in any other situation it wouldn't have gotten a chuckle.
And I'm not talking about the same kid either, this is over many years of many different classes. Also, careful, you might start something with talk like this...
I knew this crazy kid who would always want to talk about sex and dicks and vaginas all the time.
What made it funnier is that he has some kinda wierd problem with his saliva glands that would make him drool like crazy whenever he laughed. He was actually funny as hell and I enjoyed his company at times. He lived in my neighborhood but we went to the same school. At home he would be weird as fuck but at school he acted like he didn't know me, like a completely different person.
[QUOTE=Mister Sandman;47142269]Don't remember if I posted this in the other friend, but there was this guy in my school (he's gone this year, guess he graduated or got in trouble) who was that one guy who's blatantly got something wrong with him, SOME kind of mental disorder or stunted development, so you know you can't blame him for it because he can't really help it or whatever. The kind of guy that butts in to conversations insanely awkwardly and says weird shit but you tolerate him and pretend like he isn't making you uncomfortable. He'd always bump in to our group's conversations and shit, and we just tolerated him. Unfortunately, he took a shine to my friend. My friend likes to wear shorts, and she complained to me this motherfucker never stopped staring at/sexualizing her legs, blatantly. He also told her at one point that he writes erotic lesbian fanfiction about her and her friend. This is the point where the toleration stops, and she very bluntly tells him, repeatedly, to stop writing fanfics and stop creeping over her and her legs. He responds with, and I quote, "You can't stop me."
Creepy motherfucker.[/QUOTE]
[video=youtube;54c-J4bn5m0]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=54c-J4bn5m0[/video]
[QUOTE=The Robster;47142837][video=youtube;54c-J4bn5m0]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=54c-J4bn5m0[/video][/QUOTE]
That... is not okay. Context? Is this like a soap opera?
[QUOTE=Nightscout;47142998]That... is not okay. Context? Is this like a soap opera?[/QUOTE]
[video=youtube;ymIAAts6U-4]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ymIAAts6U-4[/video]
My friend who lives on the hall 2 floors below mine brought his weird scrawny skinhead-buzzcut friend from some Jesus camp to school and all he does is sit in the corner and look around the room
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