Weird Kids At Your School v2 dude wtf are you masturbating in band class
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There were a few back at my high school, but I never really interacted with most of them because I was in the IB program and they were in the traditional program.
First, and most obvious, is this one guy who'd wear a tail to school. A canine tail, like a wolf's or something. Because he'd walk home from school (presumably living nearby), occasionally my mother and sister would see him while she drove us home before I got my license (lived far enough away that taking the bus would've added at least an hour to my schoolday). We'd make jokes like "wolf boy, run free!" and stuff like that, but I never actually spoke with him.
The other guy is this one person I'd see in the lunch line occasionally. It was like he never shaved and had kinda' awful acne. He had the Japanese flag patched onto his jeans in one place, I forget where exactly, and had a bag with the legend of zelda crest of hyrule on it. Maybe he was alright, I dunno, but eh.
The only really crazy person that I was directly in a class with was a guy named Ernest in my Web Design class. He was more or less a general class clown, but occasionally he'd make statements to the teacher like he was obliquely hitting on her, and it was honestly really cringeworthy and creepy. I think he got expelled partway through the second year that I had class with him.
[QUOTE=macdoo999;47106729]It's not excusable just because of their age. They're clearly aged somewhere between 13 and 16 and I would expect people to have developed at least some form of emotional maturity in which they don't believe that hollering insults is a thing that normal people do.
I also expect people to not post videos of themselves being cunts online like it's something to be proud of.
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The video is 36 seconds long. For all we know, those insults are just banter between friends.
Around the age of 14-16, this autistic guy thought he was the tightest shit in politics, he thought he ran the country or something. He had several other complexes to top it off too.
-Spoke in ye'olde language, and in finnish it sounds awkward as hell. You could hear something like "I BANISH THEE FROM MY COUNTRY!!" in the middle of a recess and it wasn't anything new.
-His laugh was the typical "Mweh-mweh-mweh-mweh" with extra nasal to match the set of all the awkwardness he had.
-Spoke to himself. He literally discussed various matters with himself. His favorite topic was "How to conquer the world."
-Random step-dance outbursts in any situation. Good thing; he was quite good at it. Bad thing; it's not a good idea to try step-dancing while holding a full foodtray.
-He "beatboxed" various symphonies. He was fairly good at these too, only thing is that the "beatboxing" was about him covering his mouth and doing fart-noises. (He also thought nobody knew it was actually him because [I]he covered his mouth while doing it[/I].)
Lots of other things too, but ICBA to type out anything more as of now.
Worst thing about this is that he thought I liked him. He could randomly come to me during recess and do anything of the above in my presence.
I knew a really popular guy in school who was both a dickhead and a weirdo. We were in a lot of the same classes for 5 years, he usually talked down to me and I usually told him to fuck off. He was generally disgusting and keeping with thread tradition, liked to masturbate in class. This one time he was grunting as he did it and turned around to focus his attention on my best friend, carrying on with an intense stare and his usual gormless expression as they locked eyes. His dick smells of cheese, and is "like a baby's arm holding an apple". I can confirm because I've seen it too. He treated most people like shit and all in all he's one of the most reprehensible people I've ever met.
Anyway, this guy's now making millions as a footballer you sporty types will know, but I won't say who. Seeing his face on TV and merchandise is one thing, but it's horrible to see kids wearing his name on their shirts and know they look up to him as a role model. Surprisingly, his best friend is actually a nice guy who I'm happy to talk to when I see him around.
There was a girl in my film class who was absolutely obsessed with Taco Bell. During class "parties" (last day of class before a holiday break where we weren't doing anything, so we brought food and maybe some board games) she'd bring bags full of Taco Bell burritos. She said her dream was to work at a Taco Bell. Not own or manage a Taco Bell, just work there.
It was a two year class, and she didn't come back for the second year. I wonder if she ever did get a job at Taco Bell.
[QUOTE=Bread_Baron;47107147]I knew a really popular guy in school who was both a dickhead and a weirdo. We were in a lot of the same classes for 5 years, he usually talked down to me and I usually told him to fuck off. He was generally disgusting and keeping with thread tradition, liked to masturbate in class. This one time he was grunting as he did it and turned around to focus his attention on my best friend, carrying on with an intense stare and his usual gormless expression as they locked eyes. His dick smells of cheese, and is "like a baby's arm holding an apple". I can confirm because I've seen it too. He treated most people like shit and all in all he's one of the most reprehensible people I've ever met.
Anyway, this guy's now making millions as a footballer you sporty types will know, but I won't say who. Seeing his face on TV and merchandise is one thing, but it's horrible to see kids wearing his name on their shirts and know they look up to him as a role model. Surprisingly, his best friend is actually a nice guy who I'm happy to talk to when I see him around.[/QUOTE]
It sucks when the assholes get far in life.
I wrote a massive two parter on weird kids at middle school but I lost it to some weird browser mishap. Fuck
[editline]9th February 2015[/editline]
So here's one part of the thing I originally wrote, revised and this time not deleted by Chrome being shit.
Back when I was new to middle school in general, I met a kid who would become my only and most shortlived arch-nemesis : Arthur. I remember that name because it starts with A, just like Asshole, Autist and Aggressive, three things this guy was around the clock.
Arthur appeared in our class at the second trimester of the year, and would only stay in school for the two other thirds of that year. He was immediately recognized as an autist by his behavior and obvious symptoms - inability to discern the intentions and feelings of other people, inability to control his own tone of voice (meaning he only talked by shouting in the most aggressively sharp and monotone voice I had ever heard) and so on and so forth. He also had two other unrelated issues, one being heavy mythomania and the other being the most god damn ugly bowlcut this side of the galaxy - didn't help that he never washed, and was basically covered in grease 100% of the time.
Originally people tried to be nice to Arthur, asking him the most basic questions that everyone asks each other in middle school - his name, where he was from, what he liked to do, etc. All of those questions were unanimously responded to by either unintelligible shouting, physical aggression or really harsh insults which sent a few girls crying on the first few days of his arrival. That brought him from the status of "that one class autist" to public enemy #1, and it quickly became a mission for a lot of people to piss him off as much as possible, some just because they wanted to fuck around with him, others because they actually wanted him gone before he started hurting people for real.
I was the only one to not give a fuck, but fate decided that I would still have to deal with Arthur's stupid ass and destinity manifested itself in the form of a locker. We all had lockers back then, I had #118 and Arthur had #117 - being the dumbass that he was, he set his padlock's 3 digit combination on the number of his locker, and it took an average of three seconds for everyone to figure it out. So a lot of people in the class started fucking around with his locker, changing the combination around, hiding his book under or on top of the lockers, etc. I didn't even know about all this until Arthur went straight to the headmaster and accused me of the whole ordeal, along with some other stuff like how I apparently stole all of his things and put them in my locker and how I stole some of his textbooks and hid them in another locker entirely by slipping them in "the letterbox". The first claim was disproved when I opened my entirely empty locker the same day he claimed it was stuffed full of his own things, and the second was disproved when it was found out the "letterbox" he talked about was actually just a very small space between a locker's frame and its door caused by it getting busted open at some point, and that space wasn't large enough to slip more than a single sheet of paper through it.
But he didn't stop there. Once the headmaster had politely told him to stop fucking around and to stop making shit up to put me in trouble, he moved on to another scheme and started pretending I regularly looked around in his luggage (he was carrying one of those fabric wheel luggage you use at airports and would constantly drag it a few meters behind him, which was hell in corridors and staircases) and that I stole his pens and books regularly. Not only was this false, but I quickly found out [i]he[/i] was the one stealing shit [i]from me[/i], taking my pens and keepsakes from vacations that I kept in my bag and exposing them on his desk as trophies. When I called him out on it, he immediately grabbed the pens and parts of the keepsakes and threw them out the window, and I was only able to salvage some of it from his desk.
By then, everyone else had stopped fucking around with him because the middle school headmaster had told them to cut it out, but Arthur continued to pretend I was making his life miserable. Once he walked up right at the end of class and tried to sneak some of his own textbooks into my bag so he could claim I stole them, even though I was still in the class and had just walked across to talk to someone - literally everyone saw him do it, and he still accused me.
Eventually his mother decided to show up and try to clear up what the fuck was going on, which I thought would be the end of it - and it was, but not in the way I had hoped. Turned out his mom was actually outright crazier than he was, and basically sheltered her kid so much she was delusional that he'd ever lie or do anything wrong. So when the headmaster told her about the whole ordeal she simply said "I only believe what I see" (even though she blindly believed her kid) and refused to change her mind, basically calling me a fucking liar and a piece of shit in front of the headmaster, my father and myself. She eventually walked out with her kid and by the end of the year removed him from school entirely to instead homeschool him.
So by the end of the year, I had been accused of at least six different acts of theft, been stolen just as many things from him, and got assaulted twice by this shithead, one of which almost got me knocked out cold because he grabbed me by the side of the head and smacked it against a radiator against which I was leaning.
Fuck Arthur.
[QUOTE=Bread_Baron;47107147]I knew a really popular guy in school who was both a dickhead and a weirdo. We were in a lot of the same classes for 5 years, he usually talked down to me and I usually told him to fuck off. He was generally disgusting and keeping with thread tradition, liked to masturbate in class. This one time he was grunting as he did it and turned around to focus his attention on my best friend, carrying on with an intense stare and his usual gormless expression as they locked eyes. His dick smells of cheese, and is "like a baby's arm holding an apple". I can confirm because I've seen it too. He treated most people like shit and all in all he's one of the most reprehensible people I've ever met.
Anyway, this guy's now making millions as a footballer you sporty types will know, but I won't say who. Seeing his face on TV and merchandise is one thing, but it's horrible to see kids wearing his name on their shirts and know they look up to him as a role model. Surprisingly, his best friend is actually a nice guy who I'm happy to talk to when I see him around.[/QUOTE]
Well, tell us who he is then. He's famous, there's really no shame.
Alright so this kid who I' be never even seen until this year runs around the lunch lines at our school and screams at people "welcome to (I forget/don't understand)!!! today on the menu we have OBESITY" also last week he went up to my friend and asked him if he was a moth.
[B]edit:[/B] I just remembered, after a while of discussion (we don't make fun of him, we're just interested) my friend and I agreed that the guy is like a much more spastic version of Napoleon Dynamite. He wears those winter snow boots when it isn't necessary and has four milks, two rice crispies, and carrots for lunch.
There's a kid at my school who gets up from his table at lunch at the same time every day, goes to a certain spot and walks exactly 13 steps, stops, and then walks 13 steps in the other direction. He repeats this process until lunch is over. He also has a tendency to randomly attack people for no reason. He bent over and charged his head into my friend during basketball and got the shit beat out of him. He stabbed another one of my friends with a sharp pencil and got the shit choked out of him. Eventually he started hitting me with his sack lunch full of apples or something like it was a blackjack and I beat the shit out of him.
[QUOTE=YourStalker;47103109]Does your country integrate special kids with normal kids in school? America does that and most of those "incidents" are from special kids... Which is annoying as shit since it drags everyone else down in class.[/QUOTE]
Oh, right i see. No, i don't think that happens. They go to different special schools.
Back in High School there was this fat black chick in my Homeroom. I didn't know her name, but she obviously knew mine as when I got around to making a Facebook pretty much right away I got an invite from her. About 5 minutes after I accepted her request she admitted that she "loved" me and wanted to cheat on her boyfriend with me. I blocked that account and she tried adding me with another.
Didn't see her in homeroom after that.
i just saw someone switch their desktop backround to an elephant dick then hop on roblox
There was also this kid on another school I was on, a little black haired pale brat, a year older than me, had this "uber leet hax" attitude, no, obsession and would throw a spergfit about how much he hated the "techno" I was listening to.(was a huge Aphex Twin fan back then) How pepsi was so much better than Coca Cola. He would tell blatant lies in the style of "I installed Windows Vista on my rigs BIOS and now it boots within a second" or drone on for hours, "reporting" his "amazing" "hacking" "feats" and "discoveries" that he tried to spice up with buzz words and pulled-out-of-ass technobabble which when you condensed it to the actual message without bullshit was just stuff like "I used RezHack to change the text on the start menu button to nigger" or "I figured out Google's IP by pinging google.com in cmd" and would say shit like "Ubuntu is the smoothest running, least demanding linux distro in existence, NORAD's mainframe runs on Enterprise Ubuntu"
Being a CIPWTTKT in itself is not strange and a lot of people are like that. What made it a weird cocktail was that he was also a weird mix of a "Daddy/Mommy's Junior Conservative" and a "Obese-kid-who-plays-way-too-much-WWII-themed-video-games-kiddie-nazi" yet claimed to be atheist(like a reddit atheist before reddit even was a thing), he also constantly talked about his dream of getting a "pepsi stomach", like a beer stomach, but from pepsi and how he fantasized of his spaw-ahem children getting born with pepsi-stomach.
Take all those different things and mix them together and you get a sad, strange little guy.
I have a multitude of stories to share but I'm gonna start with the weirdest of them all (IMO). There's this girl at my school who is fucking nuts. She thinks pokemon are real, and has often been heard muttering things such as "Spirit pokemon, lend me your strength!" in PE or "I wish I had my charizard right now so I could be warm". She's 17 now and still wears those shitty "girls rock" or weird cat t shirts from like Justice, under either a medieval cape that looks like its straight out of fucking narnia or a black wool trench coat, no matter the season. We didn't have school a few days ago and on the announcement on facebook in our class page she commented (word for word here): *sighs and goes back to watching Digimon*
I think she has some weird crush on me but that's besides the point and I honestly go out of my way to avoid her. Here's the worst/weirdest part: In sophomore year she had a crush on this equally as weird guy in our class but he's another story for another time. I don't know what caused it, possibly the stress of having the crush, but she pulled out a decent amount of her hair, by the follicle and ate it, in school, over the course of a few months. She left school for a while probably because of the balding, and when she came back, she got bosley. She's fucking disgusting and has probably never seen a hairbrush in her life so it still, two years later, looks like pubes on her head. I don't even want to think about how or why it was so full when she came back.... ugh...
I have a fuckton more stories about weird as fuck kids in my school, but don't wanna drain em all out now, and don't have the full story on all of them.
[editline]10th February 2015[/editline]
Scratch the toupee part, just asked someone who knows her better, 100% bosley.
[QUOTE=NeverGoWest;47109583]How pepsi was so much better than Coca Cola.[/QUOTE]
It is, though.
I used to know a girl in middle school who was obsessed with Twilight, and she would follow me around during PE and talk to me about her vampire werewolf internet boyfriend and all the sex they had when she visited him irl. I think she said he lived in connecticut for some reason.
I can't think of anyone else rn. Is the old thread still around in some shape/form? I think I had a post there, but I don't remember any of it and I could probably draw some ridiculous memories from it.
[QUOTE=Katatonic717;47103316]You have an Alexander too?
Well he didn't go to my highschool so this is kinda cheating, but I ended up in a skype group with mostly late highschool aged guys and they have all these horror stories about another kid named Alexander. Well he used to be in that same skype group, but we all made a new one and excluded him because he's that bad. So I have met the guy through skype.
[url=http://i.imgur.com/krI9JC8.png]He ruined one of my DnD games.[/url]
He writes horrid MLP crossover fanfiction.
He's obsessed with Hatsune Miku.
He's failing some of the easiest classes at his highschool, but he still expects to go to some really good game design college or something.
He will go to ungodly creepy levels to try to appeal to people. (Once he linked some lewd pictures in the skype chat of a fetish I'm into that I know 100% he's not into. To this day I have no goddamn idea how he found out it was my fetish. That still worries me.)
He is near Chris Chan levels of obsessed to get a girlfriend and have sex.
He once just sniffed a girls hair and then just starred at her for like 5 minutes.
He also followed that same girl home from school, walked into her house, changed her computer's wallpaper to some anime garbage, and then proceeded to read her a MLP fanfiction he wrote. We know he did this because of how proudly he told us, and how the girl confirmed how mush of a freak he is.
Need I go on? Cuz there's more. All he has going for him is he's not as bad as the kid who shoved a MLP sex toy into my face (no I'm not gonna retype that whole story. I'd rather just forget the smell thank you. If you want to read it that bad, it's in another one of these threads from like 2013)[/QUOTE]
I knew a Alexander too. Massively autistic, always trying to show me and anyone else that'd listen dumb internet shit. Short and ugly, looked like his dentist was a boxer.
When I was a freshman I was in this reading intervention class because I had really shit grades in 8th grade English, and one time there was this kid who straight up pulled out a Twix and like, fucking lit and literally smoked it while the teacher was talking to another student right behind him. By the time class was over, the whole room smelled like smoke and burnt candy. He never got caught.
also obligatory [I]"I was the weird kid." [/I]*sad violin music plays*
[QUOTE=Agent Fedora;47110503]When I was a freshman I was in this reading intervention class because I had really shit grades in 8th grade English, and one time there was this kid who straight up pulled out a Twix and like, fucking lit and literally smoked it while the teacher was talking to another student right behind him. By the time class was over, the whole room smelled like smoke and burnt candy. He never got caught.[/QUOTE]
[URL=http://www.liveleak.com/view?i=53e_1409668663]Literally the kid in this video.[/url]
Its scary to think that more than one kid thought that smoking a twix bar would be a good idea.
In the middle years of highschool, I had to go to some shitty alternative program because I was failing classes and one of the students there got another student to eat chocolate laxative without him knowing.
Also theres an electronic billboard by my local walmart that sometimes displays wanted criminals and i've seen 3 of the kids that went to my middle school on there.
[B]In the 9th grade[/B], there was this guy who could not stop incorporating video games like World of Warcraft into absolutely everything while desperately trying to be friends with me and my friend. I was able to connect in the sense that I'm also a gamer and a huge nerd, but only to a certain extent, and my friend was known for rapping, playing sports. We were both known for being class clowns too.
So, we were doing a fake podcast to try and demonstrate our ability to use Audacity (literally the assignment), and we ended up being forced to group up with this guy. We were doing silly things like rap battles and fake call-ins from random people around the school, and then out of nowhere he would butt in to do this whole gamer review-newscasting-whatever with plenty of inside jokes that even I couldn't figure out. We had no choice but to kick him to the curb and force him to do his project alone because he could not stop associating everything with video games, and it really hurt us to do so.
I talked to him again years later on Facebook, and it seemed like very little changed - same questionable hygiene, same lack of friends in real life, and same incredible focus on video games. I still wonder whatever happened to him, because despite the weirdness, I think he really wanted a friend. And I tried to be his friend, but not everything can be about video games.
[B]In the 10th grade[/B], I think the weirdest kid I knew was some guy who randomly brought a piano to school for lunch and started playing and singing on stage... except I couldn't tell if he was trying to mimic the comedic stylings of Bo Burnham or simply making really sadly pathetic out-of-tune ramblings. Again, broke my heart, because I hate to see people embarrass themselves in this fashion. It stresses me out. No one paid attention.
[B]In the 11th grade[/B], a guy straight up jerked it in class. He had a bad habit of doing this along with concerning ambiguity regarding disposal. He finally got in trouble for it, and although I mentioned it before on Facepunch, I didn't mention that I really hope they figured out what was up with him. It's still funny to just say, "Hey, a kid jerked it in class once," but I never knew the dude and I hope that his wanking served as some sort of cry for help. (There's not very many other situations where wanking serves as a cry for help, is there?)
[B]In the 12th grade[/B], I don't think I saw notably weird people, except genuinely fucking broken people. I don't know why everyone came to me and explained to me their deepest darkest secrets of rape and stuff, but sheesh. I guess that makes me the weirdest person then, seeing as I became a black hole of bad stories and trust.
Plus I was on Facepunch once and someone posted "nigger nigger nigger" in bold font and freaked out and amused my teacher, and some dude's jiggly butt avatar pissed off one of my feminist teachers.
[B]All through out college so far:[/B] just people with shitty hygiene problems - the kind of people you'd lend a pencil to and never want it back.
I'm glad I graduated high school before the whole brony thing got out of hand; I don't think I would have been able to take it.
MLP was never a problem at my high school. The autism was secluded to a few people (with me being one of them) who didn't show everyone in the wide world about it. No figures, hats, pins etc.
But there was this one girl who was full brony and actually really hot. She was full hardcore brony, with every article of her clothing seeming to come from hot topic's brony section, complete with shoes, belts, shirts, and hats.
Here's the thing though.
She pulled off fucking rainbow hair.
Like her hair was all multicilored and shit like the pony it was based off of without looking like a clown nightmare. Autism is autism but holy fuck I have to give her credit.
Never talked to her because 2beta or something.
Ugh, I regret everything about being a part of that fandom outside of actually watching the show.
Oh yeah, I forgot: Back in the 12th grade there was this transwoman who was staring right at me deepthroating a sucker. She did not do it for laughs.
[QUOTE=Dermock;47109990]I knew a Alexander too. Massively autistic, always trying to show me and anyone else that'd listen dumb internet shit. Short and ugly, looked like his dentist was a boxer.[/QUOTE]
Well this is awkward....My name's Alexandre
But I'm not that fucking retarded, at least I hope not
[editline]10th February 2015[/editline]
So, retyping that whole shit because fuck you Chrome
Back in Secondary school (what's the equivalent in US? High School?) there was this fat, clearly "short-bus special" type of kid. The kind of kid that would spend a lot of time staring at a wall and drooling. Anyway, this kid could be an SCP. He was dumber than a bag of retarded rocks, yet he could pass any class (we all suspected his parents to pay the teachers to let him pass). The worst was in phys ed, where it was pretty obvious. He literally did nothing 90% of the time, and the rest was.....spectacular? He wore thick-ass glasses, but I think it was not because he was short-sighted, but to disguise the fact that he was so "late" he could just not react in time to avoid running into walls and people, trip over himself or get hit in the face by stuff. AND HE STILL PASSED. He also had this habit of staring at people. Like really intensely, all the while drooling. Even after we would see him stare at us and told him to look the other way, he would keep doing it. There was also his cousin, who was also "short-bus special" but way less intensely. I mention him because he always was with him, and there were rumors of them being gay together, and did.....stuff together. Now of course they were rumors, and it being Sec School, I doubt it was even true. But you could never know with these kids.
[QUOTE=ElderLolz;47112193]There's these three guys in my class that have a weird fetish for memes. They keep referencing them when they talk to eachother or when they are supposed to answer a question by the teacher and laugh like retards about their "jokes". Also all of them own a shirt with a trollface on it, furtherly reducing the amount of respect they get. Like this one time I was thrown in a group with one of them and didn't understand what the task was, so I ask the guy what it was and he literally replied with "Y U NO LISTEN?" even if I asked him in german. I was done at that point.[/QUOTE]
That's so fucking ugly...
Why are people so fucking weird :v:
Let me tell you about Ritchie the Impaler, so one day during 11th grade me and my friend were walking around the school during lunch and a blonde kid with a black-eye came up to us and said "Hey you guys no anyone selling weed?".
We both said no and he let us know it was his first day at school. He also let us know he moved away from Ontario to run away from the cops.
For the rest of lunch Ritchie kept following us around so we would talk to him a bit n stuff, when school ended we saw ritchie behind the school talking to a person in hoodie covering there face so I guess he found his weed.
The next day Ritchie appeared in all my classes, he would sit directly across from me in each one and he was never called on attendance, after like twenty minutes would go by he would vanish.
Ritchie would do this over the next 4 days and each day he had a new cut on his face or another black-eye and then Friday he was just gone, We never saw him for the rest of the year.
Also a month ago a guy came out of the Drama theater and said "Nigger did you hear that? it was louder then fucking Hiroshima"
[QUOTE=macdoo999;47106729]It's not excusable just because of their age. They're clearly aged somewhere between 13 and 16 and I would expect people to have developed at least some form of emotional maturity in which they don't believe that hollering insults is a thing that normal people do.
I also expect people to not post videos of themselves being cunts online like it's something to be proud of.
[editline]9th February 2015[/editline]
He wasn't asking for that kind of attention though. He wasn't bothering the people at they table so they had no justifiable reason to bother him.[/QUOTE]
Geuss who got unwanted attention in their own highschool
My friend's brother, Nikki, and his group stole clocks from rooms during lunch and frisbeed them over the fence of our school fields. This was years ago, he finished school in 2009. Anyways, a few years after he left school, I was round my friend's house and he tells me to go up to his brother's room and grab some game we were going to play while he sets up the PS2. When I open one draw, a fairly large draw in a cabinet it is [B]full[/B] of plastic school clocks.
Not really sure what he planned on doing with them...
5/6 years on Nikki, is a load of fun to hang out with but it doesn't shock anyone that he is literally doing nothing other than loafing in his mum's house at the age of 22.
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