• Weird Kids At Your School v2 dude wtf are you masturbating in band class
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[QUOTE=woolio1;47569736]I was reading my college newspaper yesterday, which is a big student project by the Journalism department, and the entire article was on sex, drugs, and student life. I found out one of my friends, and a girl who I work with, first masturbated to a Judy Blume novel. So I guess that's a thing. I'm not sure why you would put that in the paper, but it's fine I guess.[/QUOTE] Hand her a copy of [I]Forever[/I] and very slowly wink
This guy walked into one of the art rooms in our school while my friend and I were setting our art up for the show and he introduced himself awkwardly, he then said he had to leave and blew us each a kiss saying "I'll be back, ladies." We kind of just laughed when he left and we kind came to the conclusion that okay maybe he's just bored and joking around with us or maybe he thinks that one of us is cute or something and we went on with what we were doing. But he came back later and asked me who the hobbit was in the new lord of the rings movie and I told him it was Bilbo Baggins, he then started randomly saying Bilbo Baggins in the middle of his sentences while he was talking to me until he left again. Now every time he sees me he screams Bilbo Baggins as loud as he can in order to get my attention. I don't know what this means.
There was this guy at my school called Bryan, that came from the US or something. He was really weird, he said he had a girlfriend but he gluwd himself to one of my friends, and acted in a really flamboyant way. My buddy got scared of him, he seemed really into him, and since he was a grade A annoying and rancid fat idiot who watched anime, we didnt like having him around us. Even the kid in our class who was constantly getting picked on always told Bryan to fuck off whenever he tried to pick on him aswell. He always looked dirty, with a messed up badly grown beard and mopey about whatever. Everyone hated him and tbh, he was such a sore in every single way...
I know a couple of people who constantly turn everything into an anime reference. This one girl 'c' joined my high school class when I was a freshman, she was two years younger Han us and wasn't incredibly smart, but she studied a lot and her parents tested her at home and shit. She had a greasy mop of hair, drew anime fan fiction where the characters were getting their intestines pulled out and eaten, and she had these long nailed claws of hands. On that note long nails are kind of freaky to me so maybe I'm weird. Anyway we had this young guy teacher and she would relentlessly talk about different animes to him even though he didn't watch any of them. She was in a bunch of my different classes. It got the worst in senior year when she was in my second debate class and she would reference animes everytime someone argued anything in debate. Despite the weird people who ruined parts of that class I really loved debate. Anyway she also brought up these really gross clingy examples of things characters did in anime and used that as her main form of communication. It got so bad I'd start involuntarily whispering shut up or oh no everytime she talked. For reference I don't have anything against anime I even like quite a few. But it got to the point in that class where she'd mention one and bring it in as an example and that'd kinda ruin it for me. The teacher also liked some anime and it ruined it for him too because he'd just never talk about it even though previously I had talked to him about anime when we were just discussing nerdy shit. She also hugged a bunch of random people and called one kid luci, short for lucifer. And again she never washed her greasy rat-like face. there was this other kid who I'll name stu for now. (I hate everyone :< ) Who was on the bowling team and they had these polos with their names embroidered on the shirt pocket thing and got 'spin' instead of stu put on it. And when he was a senior and they didn't make it to state he started crying, whining, and talking about how unfair it was. He was always kinda angsty and edgy talking about people being ignorant about this or that, one of those my generation can't appreciate this but I can kinda kids. I don't wanna make this post too long but everytime I start writing about any of these people all the memories of school just sorta flood back. Also Dan from earlier was a super libertarian nutter who tried to talk politics all the time to me at 8am in 7th grade.
[QUOTE=Zambies!;47570385]Hand her a copy of [I]Forever[/I] and very slowly wink[/QUOTE] Yeah, that was the one she mentioned in the article.
Welp, it's not a kid, but I was looking in the grapic novel section of the library at my school, and my girlfriend found that the school had some monster girl harem manga that could be checked out, with big ol' tits, nips, and all of that shit. Hell, the cover even had a panty shot and the likes. I'm honestly surprised that my school has this available for checkout, and it irks me that someone might have probably checked the book out...
I went to high school with a guy whose name I don't remember, but he had a few nicknames. One was "Dance-Machine" because he would, at any time, at anyone's request, begin dancing wildly to the music on his ipod, including during class. The other nickname people used was "Danger Zone" because he was apparently listening to that song on the bus one day and singing the song (loudly), but he didn't know the words, so he would sound like "uhhh huhh huhh huhh DANGER ZONE!" Whoever that guy was, his antics made people laugh so much that while he didn't have that many real friends or a girlfriend he wrapped around the scale to being well-liked. In our senior year, we had an assembly where a motivational speaker talked to us about life and such, and when he was through talking he opened the floor to questions. He had a motorcycle on stage, and Danger Zone asked if he could go up and check it out, which the guy said was okay. As soon as he got on stage the entire senior class started chanting at him to dance, which he did on the spot without hesitation. To this day, I have no idea what level of self-awareness he possessed, but his self-confidence was superhuman.
So there was this one kid I didn't know but sat with alongside my pals in the first day 6th grade. The kid was reading a Calvin and Hobbes book or some shit so we all commented on it jokingly. This kid proceeds to punch my friend hard af, grabs his lunchbox (big as hell might I add), and TOMAHAWKS it backwards into the abyss of kids. The lunchbox hits a girl smack dab in her face at the force of a god. Luckily she wasn't hurt, and laughed it off like a champ.
[QUOTE=Pastel;47573242]So there was this one kid I didn't know but sat with alongside my pals in the first day 6th grade. The kid was reading a Calvin and Hobbes book or some shit so we all commented on it jokingly. This kid proceeds to punch my friend hard af, grabs his lunchbox (big as hell might I add), and TOMAHAWKS it backwards into the abyss of kids. The lunchbox hits a girl smack dab in her face at the force of a god. Luckily she wasn't hurt, and laughed it off like a champ.[/QUOTE] Calvin and Hobbes is the shit, man. That's what you get for disrespecting. [I]Oh dear God that sounded so white...[/I]
[QUOTE=LondierX;47573160]Welp, it's not a kid, but I was looking in the grapic novel section of the library at my school, and my girlfriend found that the school had some monster girl harem manga that could be checked out, with big ol' tits, nips, and all of that shit. Hell, the cover even had a panty shot and the likes. I'm honestly surprised that my school has this available for checkout, and it irks me that someone might have probably checked the book out...[/QUOTE] And it's getting an anime this summer.
In my school we had some twins, called Thomas and Jack, identical twins. These guys were the definition of Social Ineptitude, here's a list of shit they did. - Pulled their trousers and underwear all the way down to piss in a urinal (Fun fact: I once shot a sticky dart at one of them and got it to stick to their arse.) - Jack once shat himself in an assembly we had. - They would run around the school yard pretending to be sonic and then get into an argument when they realised that Sonic doesn't have a twin. - Thomas once threw a chair at a speaker we had at the school because "he looked like a cunt" - Thomas and Jack would both skip P.E and sit in an IT room looking up pokemon rule 34. Fucking weird cunts man I tell you.
[QUOTE=LondierX;47573160]Welp, it's not a kid, but I was looking in the grapic novel section of the library at my school, and my girlfriend found that the school had some monster girl harem manga that could be checked out, with big ol' tits, nips, and all of that shit. Hell, the cover even had a panty shot and the likes. I'm honestly surprised that my school has this available for checkout, and it irks me that someone might have probably checked the book out...[/QUOTE] I'm gonna go on a whim here and say that series was Monster Musume. Yeah, for some reason that series has usually been put up at various libraries. Some of my friends had even found that series at their libraries as well. Confusing, since I heard it's almost borderline hentai at times.
OOOH BOY I have some stories for y'all. (also sorry the second one is so long) There was this one senior in my school, he was an actual neckbeard, overwight, greasy, just all around gross guy. He always wore sweats or cargo pants that didn't fit him right and his underwear/butt was always showing. He bleached his hair so much it fell off. (and apparently he wanted to become fluttershy or something like that, boasted about getting a fluttershy cutie mark tattoo infront of us all.) Before he graduated he put viruses on most of the school computers (or something like that) ... He tried to ask me out early in the year and tried to convince the other senior boys to get me to go to his party in the middle of the woods. I didn't go. Fuck no. There's this one girl, she's like a sophomore or something. (Let's just call her "weeb") She was awkward and would trace people's art (mainly art she found online). She was an overweight weaboo with greasy ginger hair and a high pitched nasaly voice. So one time I was helping the school set up this big hunk of wood for a fair in the art room (It was a piece for a booth or game or something like that) I saw her, alone in the corner, wearing a dirty stained pikachu hoodie and gummy bear leggings (That were much too small for her) tracing slugbox's anime porn or something, I said to weeb: "Why are you tracing hentai in an art room?" *she stands up and crumples up her drawing aggresivley and gets in my face* She shouts some weird sentence insult or something in what I thought to be japanese. I stood there trying not to laugh. I was actually kindof shocked. The next week weeb came in with a flannel shirt almost identical to one of mine, and she got her hair cut to have swept bangs just like me. (Except it looked like she did it herself and it was awful looking) She painted freckles on her cheeks and wore purple colored contacts. She kept saying she was a senior girl and was 18 years old. Everyone knew she was lying and she was made fun of for that. Her only friend talked to me one day and told me about weeb's "secret" deviant art. I was curious, decided to check it out, there were some disturbing fanfictions there about her trying to "become" people. She never gave names but would describe these "characters" almost exactly like actual classmates. She wanted to transform into the people she hated and make them fat. In one story she wrote about killing her friend and taking her identity. I checked out weeb's favorites, she's got an inflation/stuffing fetish. (weeb's friend even told me so) So I decided to be an asshole and take a pack of twinkies to school to mess with this weeb. At lunch time I sat down at her table with her friend and crammed twinkies in my mouth. Weeb's face turned beet red and she was covering her face and saying some high pitched shit in japanese or something. Both me and her friend got up and were choking with laughter, we both knew that this was a huge mistake. Days later I found out weeb had a very scary obsession with me. Me and weeb's friend saw this coming, but not to this extent. Weeb would stalk me whenever she could, during study halls I'd talk with my classmates, and she would try to sneak into my classes (she couldn't because she was a sophomore and I was a senior and most classes kept different grades sepperate) But somehow she managed to switch into my IT class and my study hall, because those were open to other grade levels. She would always sit and draw near us or try to approach me and my classmates and talk to us. We would just ignore her and she'd wisper things in japanese and go off into a corner and scribble angrily at her sketchbook. One of my classmates who practically lives in the IT room told me that weeb was looking up inflation porn in class and left her deviant art logged in on a SCHOOL COMPUTER. He told weeb that she shouldn't be looking that stuff up, he made fun of her for it. I told him to be careful because she might become obsessed and start writing more creepy fanfictions about transformation and inflation. He thought it would be a good idea to troll her on deviant art, so he deleted all of her fanfics, deactivated her account and changed the password so it couldn't be re-activated. I was surprised me and my classmates didn't get in trouble for anything.
When I was 8 or 9 years old, I was at school with my older brother (Ivan) and his friend (let's call him K). It was the day where teachers would hand out the notes from each student to their parents. My brother and I were leaving, so was K and his mother. K's mother was walking in front of me. When I was a kid I used to walk moving one of my arms forward and another back (almost like a cartoon), so when K's mother approached the main door, I accidentally slapped her ass. Then everyone started staring at me and I just said "Oh, sorry". :suicide: Same thing happened with my 6th grade teacher. During class I asked her if I could go to the rest room, she allowed me to go and once I came back, she leaned in front of the class to pick something up, but she was too close to the door, so when I pushed the door and I moved to my chair I accidentally slapped her ass too. My mother scolded me a lot and grounded me for almost a year. It was weird, as a kid I had zero idea about sexual stuff nor had the intention of doing it with malice, It was just an accident. :tinfoil:
One of my friends told me a story of something that happened at his school. While he was in 5th or 6th grade, his class was dominating the school, rulling with an iron fist. One day they thought it would be a good idea to gather a bunch of first graders and make them dig a giant hole in the sandbox. They had convinced the first graders that the rock they had dug up were actually gold. My friend's class gathered all the "gold". After they had dug enough, they hoarded all the "gold" in one place, and decided to hold a tournament between the first graders. So each recess they would all run out to "The Pit" for a gladiator like tournament. After all the first grader had fought eachother, they had to face off against my friend. Needless to say, as soon as the teachers heard that a 6th grader was beating up first graders, they put a stop to it, filled the pit and threw the "gold" away. Although nobody really got in trouble, it was just kids being kids after all.
I don't know if this counts as weird kids, but it's a place im organizing my fading memories of people who I thought were pretty weird. This actually helps me through my day, recalling and writing out these times of my life. I've posted about some of these characters before. [b]Club Crev[/b] My first college suite. Located in the freshman building, it was on the second floor. Each floor had two suites, one for girls and one for boys. Man did shit get real. We were the ONLY boys suite that didn't have an RA on our floor. Thus, it became a hotspot for drugs, drinking, and girls. However, 6/10 people who lived in the suite were awkward nerds. Story pretty much writes itself. (NOTE: I don't use real names ((except one since its hilarious)) because im scared people are on here, somehow. They are pretty unique so don't wanna get ousted) The names are pretty close to their actual ones though. Now, you may remember Fred the Unsinkable who I described in a previous post. Here was my Roommate. Here were the other members of Club Crev: [b]Jacob and Oscar[/b]: End Room Jacob: Very Skinny kid, always looked sickly and pale. Always laughed with a pronounced "TUH" after everything he said. Example: "Yeah man she was drunk; TUH!" Got a terrible cyst in his wrist from playing Guitar Hero too much. Also got super fucked up trying to robo trip, ended up knocking himself out on a pillar by running into it. He was that kid who always just did bad at... drugs. Oscar: Token Blerd. (Black Nerd). Aspiring rapper with a lazy eye. Did a mean Fred Fredburger impression. Since we were all awkward we would make fun of him based on race alone just to get a rise out of him, but he was like a big teddy bear. [b]Pants Man and Rocco[/b]: The Troll and the Squirrel We've heard about them already in my previous post. Rocco: Squirrely religious kid who was so fucking intense. Pants Man: Gore-porn enthusiast and rich IRL troll. [b]Big Sam and that guy who died[/b]: Club Crev Tavern Big Sam: Really tall albino guy with a beard. Opened a bar from his room by fucking around with the furniture. He was super nice though, although prone to rage and depression. Once he got really drunk and depressed. I was on my way back to my room when he was in the suite, outside his door. ALl he said was "goodnight man!" and slammed his head into his door, knocking him the fuck out. That guy who died: I don't remember much about him, except he was the main man when it came to acquiring alcohol and drugs on campus. He was the heart that pumped shitty blood through our suite. [b]Scott Scott and Ben[/b]: The Cool dudes Scott Scott: Yes I kid you not, that was his legal first and last name. I don't know what sort of sick joke his parents came up with to cause their child to have both the crappiest and most awesome name. He was pretty chill. Ben: Scott Scott's roommate. Was stocky and sweaty all the time. They had the room next door to me that Fred the Unsinkable decided to knock out a chunk of wall to put an Ethernet cable through. [b]Me and Fred the Unsinkable[/b]: IDK Me: some loser Fred The Unsinkable: Already wrote a bunch about him on page 3 of the thread.
[QUOTE=Glitchman;47545670]Yeah, my parents were really angry. I had a ultra feminist principal with a bowl cut[/QUOTE] Damn, you know its bad when she has a bowl cut.
There was this other girl at my school who was a freshman, she dressed in neon colored skirts, weird pattern leggings, and always had weird colored shirts with glitter on them. We'll call her "Dr who girl" She always wore fake "hipster" glasses (she had atleast ten different variations of these fake glasses you get from those teeny bopper stores like hot topic, some with hello kitty and some with bowties and zebra prints on them) Needless to say she was just an attention seeker, She looked up to me and hung out with me at lunch time towards the beginning of my senior year. (all the grades get mixed for lunch, seniors juniors sophomores and freshmen were all mixed.) I tried to avoid sitting with this kid, but part of me felt really bad so sometimes me and the guys would let her sit with us. She did have a group of freshmen friends she sat with, who were equally as weird. But sometimes she would sit with us. One day nerd girl came in sporting a doctor who shirt, and was trying to flirt with one of the senior boys in my class. She kept mentioning how she was "weird and nerdy for liking doctor who" and how she wished she had a "nerdy boyfriend" etc. etc. she was a special snowflake. (The boy she flirted with was the IT kid I mentioned in the last story) He got uncomfortable and rejected her, (and he tried to do it nicely) She got REALLY upset and stormed off crying. Later during dismissal, I was waiting for my mom to pick me up, and dr.who girl runs up to me, heaving like she just ran a marathon, and basically my wait for my ride home went like this: (dr.who girl talks with this forced, and fake valley girl accent btw) dr.who girl: "How come you get all the boys?" Me: "Wha." dr.who girl: "I don't understand! I'm perfect boyfriend material!!!" *She keeps going on about how "nerdy" she is and how she'll "never get a boyfriend"* dr.who girl: "I'll never get a boyfriend!!!" *she sighs* "guess im just too nerdy for them..." (I'm like, done with her crap at this point, I was standing there trying not to laugh) Me: "How old are you?" dr.who girl: "I'M 15 AND STILL NEVER HAD A BOYFRIEND! AND YOU'RE DATING ALL THESE BOYS!" Me: "Oh my god. You're only 15... why are you so anal about this? I'm 17 and I've never dated anyone. Get the hell over yourself." (She got real mad, apparently she thought I was dating the group of guys I hang around.) My mom came and I had to cut the convo short with this kid. She never sat with us again.
A kid wondered why I was never in class for tests "I require a once over by a professional to make sure that my dyslexia didn't cause any undue problems with my test. Just in case y'know" "It's unfortunate you have dyslexia. Dyslexia is one of those things the government came up with in the 50s to combat the red scare" dead fucking serious. He also wears a ushanka. This school is usually pretty cool :(
One kid thinks he knows all about guns and knives, and he always complains that I don't use AK-47s for trap-shooting. [editline]22nd April 2015[/editline] Another kid is all about shooting and terroism and always "wants the railgun."
Also: On a day where it was -35F, I showed up to class in a parka basically, and my hat was a Ushanka-style hat I got at a police auction that clearly said "MINNEAPOLIS POLICE" and he sneered at me and said the hat was ruined for having a symbol of authority on it. I wanted to die at that moment.
Alright I guess ill just dump all my stories here one by one, it's actually interesting to read all you guys's stories. I'm glad some of you read mine. >>>This one dates back to elementary school. So I was actually kindof a weird kid in elementary school. I was this little scrappy, messy haired tomboy who wore overals and shirts and little shoes I had my little motley group of friends. (My friends and I were weird in a normal way though... at least I think so.) This was all like, in the first grade. We're all like 5-7 years old. My memory is a little foggy. I'm giving the first names because I'll never see them again because I moved away. Charlie: Little towhead blonde kid with a bowl cut who slept with his dog and came into school smelling like wet dog, lived in this historical house with his artist parents, had a nasaly voice. Me and him got into so much trouble in english because sometimes we pretended to be librarians. He was a cool kid. One time we got into a small fight over the age of the harry potter characters. I made him cry because I called him stupid, but we got over it. Tyler: Brown curly haired kid who loved video games. He invited me to one of his parties with a bouncy house. He introduced me to video games and we played smash bros on gamecube for the entirety of his birthday party. Me and him goofed around in math a lot. He was cool. Ronan: Little irish boy with black hair who had buck teeth, we all kindof made fun of him until he invited us to this awesome birthday party at his house and proved how "cool" he was. He ended up naming the dinosaur bean bag "leafy" (will explain later) Our school had this dumb little school store. I begged my mom to give me money to buy those supid erasers and stuff. She gave me some change from her purse, but it wasn't enough so I had this spare change sitting around in my backpack. I later found out Charlie, Ronan, and Tyler all wanted this same stupid dinosaur bean bag. They didnt have any money, neither did I. But I kindof wanted that dinosaur too, there were only a few and people kept buying them, and none of us got a dinosaur bean bag. It was a dollar. So all of us decided to save up our money and buy the last beanbag dinosaur and share it amongst ourselves like a pet. We managed to buy it... When we had it we didn't know what to do with it. So during recess we all just sat outside at the basketball court, circled around this thing, This stupid beanie baby looking dinosaur thing, deciding what to do. I turn to them and say "now what?" Ronan looks at me with this serious face and says "Now.. We name him, LEAFY." and everyone just stares at him. We took turns and had a little chart of when we took care of "leafy"... we "fed" him leaves and I ended up keeping leafy when I moved away. I threw the coolest "going away" party at chuck e cheeses. I lost leafy :(
[QUOTE=Glitchman;47576033]Scott Scott.[/QUOTE] Dude, that's an awesome name.
two more weird kids at my school. one is scary as fuck. apparently he broke into a girls house a long while ago, ripped her screen door off and all. he always looks shady as fuck, and always is either never there or in alternative. his yearbook photo just has him in a classroom, standing, not smiling. while all the others are professional and done with a backdrop. I wish I knew why they did that for him. another gets his own shit and rubs it on the bathroom walls. he's done this 5 times now, including today. everyone is grossed out by the kid, but he's never caught. they've closed the bathrooms down yet again, and we have sign-out sheets going around now cause of the kid.
For a time I lived in Illinois. When I went up there I went to a elementary school that ran 1st to 6th grade I think it was. I always liked to hang out with my brother and his friends because that's what I thought was cool, and I was two years younger. My brother and I had this good mutual friend named Rob. We'd walk home from school with Rob, play video games, stay over at each others houses. We were pretty good friends for a second grader and 2 fourth graders. During my third grade year we started hanging around this kid named Eddie who was in 6th grade. Eddie had always been a little weird, one time my brother and I were gone with our dad for like 2-3 hours and we had been hanging out with Eddie before we left. When we got back to our house Eddie was waiting for us in this tiny little well/alcove type thing we had in the front yard that was about 3 1/2 or so feet deep. Struck me as odd at the time but I didn't stop hanging out with Eddie until the blueberry incident. We were all walking home together when I was in third grade and just talking about whatever the fuck kids talk about. Our friend Rob liked to take this one route home because he thought it was fun to throw rocks at a beehive on the way home. That ended up not working out too well for him later on. So this Eddie kid runs like 10 feet in front of us and says something like "hey guys check this out!" before turning around flashing us and jamming his index finger into his bottom. Afterwards he stuck his finger in his mouth, and told us it tasted like blueberries. We stopped hanging out with Eddie, that was probably for the best. Also Rob was a fucking idiot because one time he decided after he ran out of stones to throw at the beehive that he should go get one from directly under the beehive and guess what, a bee fucking stung him.
There was a Special-ed kid (I'l call him Zach) who would wank with the stall doors wide open. As the year progressed kids noticed that Zach didn't wash his hands, and he would ask you to high five him. Zach usually had a aid with him, and she would get mad if you didn't. I had the misfortune of walking in on Zach. He stopped mid fap, and just listened. I probably made the worst mistake of my life, and I started washing my hands because they were covered in dirt.( I was helping my computer teacher clean the computers) Zach came out of the stall with his dick flopping around and tried giving me a high five. I never ran out of a bathroom that fast in my life. Near the end of the year I heard Zach got expelled for putting bread in his pants to make a bulge, and started showing it to students.
Not super interesting, but I had to write up a narrative about someone we've seen unable to integrate with a group for a class assignment. I thought I might as well post it here. [quote]Senior year of High School was a difficult time for myself. The constant stress of AP AB-BC calculus and our required senior exit projects ran a strain on both my mind and body. My only daily reprieves landed during my second period courses and lunch, alternating between art and gym class every other day. The example of miscommunication I proceed to write about took place in this art class. Second period started around ten in the morning and ended at around eleven-thirty, so this particular individual could not really be given the excuse of morning exhaustion. The projects given to us by our teacher were also always graded on effort alone, so stress over the work given would not serve as a legitimate excuse either. It simply seems as though this individual named Andrew just did not wish to listen to authority, or he was too lazy to begin in the first place. After about the two weeks from the start of the school year, the young black freshman Andrew had already started to fall behind. At first, the teacher was a tad forgiving, letting him calmly know that he needs to get his work done soon lest his grades start out for the worse. For a short while, he actually did make lazy attempts to accomplish his early projects. However, as time went on, Andrew began to only provide the illusion of productivity. The boy would amass a sum of crafting materials at his work place and fiddle with them when the teacher was watching, but as soon as her attention was divided elsewhere, Andrew’s smartphone captured his undivided attention. Though, instead of the teacher, the three Latino students who sat next to me began to give him grief for his lack of work ethic. Only one of the two, a young female sophomore, actually cared about her work, but at least the other two men still did what they needed to pass. These three quickly developed a name for the reluctant Andrew, dubbing the freshman “Dandew.” Whenever the female of the bunch consulted Andrew over his lack of progress, she would refer to him with the previously mentioned nickname, and he absolutely hated it. As soon as he would ask her to mind her own business, the two male friends of hers would proceed to back her up. This created a relatively common back and forth between the Latino group and Andrew, and the commotion they caused helped bring Andrew’s lack of competent work ethic to the teacher’s attention. Now that he was exposed to our teacher, she kept a keen eye on him, but Andrew did change. At first, she tried to appeal to the boy with more polite and sincere words, but after weeks upon weeks of confrontations, even she grew weary. As the end of the school year approached, the teacher’s patience had long since eroded, leaving only bitter frustration toward the boy. No matter how she tried to approach him, Andrew would merely bow his head in shame, fake his work for the rest of the day, and continue his disobedience in the session after. In the end, he failed the course. For whatever reason, in this group of students who mostly understood the need to do their own work and followed their creative exploits, this young black freshman absolutely would not budge away from his routine distractions. Aside from his exploits, or lack thereof, within the art class, I do not know how Andrew fared academically. I wish him all the best and hope that he’s a budding junior with great potential, but based on how he acted during a course with few strict boundaries or limitations, I don’t have particularly high expectations.[/quote]
There is this girl on my college course that clearly has something wrong with her, and i know it isn't fully her fault but shes so incredibly irratating. And unfortunately she has latched herself onto our group as we all started around the same time. I feel like i can't say anything funny or else she will start doing this hysterical ugly laugh that is so loud and annoying that its embarrassing to be with (and trust me, it is hard for me not to be funny, its my whole character, i'm meant to be the funny one). She also talks about the most boring or stupid/uninteresting things, for example, we will all be talking about driving as a topic, normal stuff like how we had near crash experiences to people that shouldn't be on the road.... And then the girl will end up coming out with this story involving her and her friend that they went to shop and bought some food.... THAT IS IT, THERE IS NOTHIGN TO IT. It got to a point where when she got a bit too excited and just wouldn't stop talking and i went "oh god shut up" involuntarily. I felt so bad afterwards but luckily i'm no longer doing my course anymore as i got a new job.
at my school theres this one kid im pretty sure is autistic or some shit once, someone allegedly walked into the bathroom to find him with a crayon up his ass and another time he was caught watching hentai during class but because he's the owners son he got no repercussions
[QUOTE=Darth Ninja;47346840]At uni, we were discussing infographics and we had to do some group work with the people next to us. An enlightened fellow, sporting a fedora, looks like he is in his late twenties or early thirties, was my partner. This lesson was very uncomfortable, as this guy had no clue what he was talking about whatsoever. First he asked the tutor if music is an infographic. She said no. He tried to explain to her that it was. She still said no. Then he was trying to tell me that Eminem aka Slim Shady was an infographic and then tried to explain this to the tutor. She kept telling him no and he started going on about subliminal messaging. The tutor told him that she agrees that subliminal messaging exists but it has nothing to do with the infographics. I'm going to avoid this guy like the plague from now on. There's no way I'm letting him sit near me tomorrow.[/QUOTE] Oh jeez, this guy was at it again today. So we are doing group work in class and we got put into groups the previous week. So anyway he is working with a two other mature age students and they have already done some work on the assignment while he has done nothing. He starts to whine about how isn't a good asset to the group or whatever. They tell him its fine, they only just got the assignment, there is plenty of work to be done. But he just keeps whining until the point when one of his partners gets mad and tells him to "shut up", and that they'll figure it out when we split into our groups. He replies with, "Don't tell me to fucking shut up" and she finally loses it and says she's done, and starts packing. A big argument breaks out between them, and me, being unfortunate enough to be sitting at the table (since the people I usually sit next to weren't there today), just sitting there. So anyway I'm like fuck this, so I stand up, and with the biggest shit eating grin on my face walk away from the table. They took their argument outside (with the tutor) and I went and sat with my group and we laughed about the "mature" students, which served as a good icebreaker.
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