Weird Kids At Your School v2 dude wtf are you masturbating in band class
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This guy, whom we called That Guy, he would always wear pajamas or some sort of crazy thing. He'd always talk to himself, and sometimes sit at a table, speaking about some nonsense jive, and just go on his way. Dude was actually pretty damn cool once you got to see past that.
Then there was this kid who'd often hang out with the group I did, we were the weird kids, but he was something else entirely. Mornings with him started with him always breaking out smarties and crushing them into a powder he snorted. He convinced me to do that a few times, dunno why I did. But sides that, he'd always draw dicks on dusty cars. Not just simple ones, no. He detailed them. Veins, pubes, imperfections, you name it he's probably drawn it.
Then he had this one youtube video he had an obsession with "Trolling" of some little kid complaining her power wheels is broken and is just this harmless video. Going as far as making new accounts once or even twice a day to say shit like "Cock" or such things. Even took a picture of the video, a picture of Billy Mays and some random dick, and lazily slapped it together. Kid was fuckin nuts. I heard he's actually calmed way down since then, but never saw him after I graduated so I can't verify this.
And in middle school this short kid got so fucking pissed at me standing in a line he randomly headbutted me right in the spine. And bounced off and landed on his ass on the floor and muttered something about those dumb warrior cats books and huffed off.
I have met a couple weird people in highschool and generally just annoying/weird people in college.
1st. Jamie. this fucking kid. he was always weird. obnoxiously loud in class, talked about the stupidest shit. I don't remember much about him because he got expelled sophomore year for harrassing a girl. what he did was, during play practice, he took his shirt off when he was alone with this girl and on his body was her name written all over him. when she tried to get away, he chased after her. he was expelled after that
2. Matt. the super quiet kid with super poofy hair. I have similar hair to him so I tried to keep it shorter because our hair made our heads look enormous. He was super shy but no one ever had a problem with him.
3. Gus. Gus the Bus. one of the smartest people i've ever met. he was a little goofy in that he was a big, greasy Italian with slicked back hair and always wore a suit to school. we had business-like atire at school but he always one up'd everyone with his suits. also, you would always know he was coming because his shoes would squeak with every step. It really was a pleasure knowing him.
4. Brendan... this kid is a legend among my graduating class. He left suddenly sophomore year after a mental breakdown. We didnt hear anything until later the next year when he saw a news report that he had escaped from a mental hospital in Wisconsin, apparently suffering from schizo.
and just last year, I hear on the local news that he was arrested for spray painting anti-semitic slurs and swastikas on peoples houses. I laughed uncontrollably at this news.
College weirdos
Archer. a super fat kid in a wheel chair who cant walk for some reason, not really sure why, but he is extremely smart but horribly annoying. in the classes i have had him with, he always talks more than the teacher and tries to get the teacher to talk more about stuff that isnt important to the class. hes super gross in that he always has food and gunk all over his face and sometimes in the middle of the hallway or in class, he will have his wheelchair lift him into the air and put him at a 90 degree angle while moaning. in addition, in between classes, if he wants to talk to you, he grabs on to you with his giant meaty hands with a terrifying death grip so that you have to talk to him. the horror....
I used to be the weird kid. I was super shy and had lots of acne in highschool. In early grade school, i went to a school for people with learning disabilities because i have adhd. my friends and I for like a solid year pretended to be nazis. In high school, i had a tendency to hug all of my friends. I was the super small kid, probably the 3rd or 4th shortest. I was bullied for about 2.5 years but then people grew up and I graduated with a ton of friends. If i could relive any point of my life, it would be senior year because of all the great bonds and friendships I built.
So even weird kids can live normal lives :)
but not jamie or brendan, they're fucked.
[QUOTE=NeverGoWest;47109583] 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.[/QUOTE]
What the actual fuck.
I used to pretend my cricket bat was a lightsaber at training, thankfully I was still in primary when I did that. I also once slapped a bitch for calling me a loser over chess, cause i was just a gangster 10 year old. Then there was how I'd never catch a ball just try and deflect it, which meant I knocked my PE kit straight out a window when my teacher tossed me it once, same guy hit me in the head with a low speed water bottle because I had the reflexes of a hippo on dope.
[QUOTE=TheFilmSlacker;47114113]Dude, remember Zaboomafoo? Remember how the lemur leaped in almost a surfing pose?
I used to do that to get to class when I was in grade primary and 1.[/QUOTE]
I was obsessed with dinosaurs.
Well for me it was bad, like fucking Brony autistic bad, Im not a brony for one thing. But if there existed some word for people who were obsessed with dinosaurs, i was completely crazed with that stuff during my early elementary years. To the point thats the only thing i drew, Trex, velociraptors, triceratops and a bunch of other prehistoric animals. I ran around the school yard, scaring younger classmates and other people by acting like a fucking dinosaur. It took me until the end of my second grade year until i realized what i was doing was fucking stupid. I literally went to everyone at the end of my second grade year and basically explained my over obsession in Dinosaurs, i was just fascinated that these creatures used to exist and ran across the surface of the Earth. (No i wasn't jacking off to dinosaurs and that shit)
Though, before i get to my senior year, i wanted to add to my speech when i graduate and explain of all the misfortunes and stuff that i did during those years of school. Mostly to get it out of my system and tell everyone that i acted like a damn idiot and have finally changed into a the person i am now.
Oh god, you guys just made me remember this brony in the 12th grade who died his emo haircut to match that MLP rainbow mane (don't remember the name of the pony), while wearing a black shirt with that same pony on it. I don't have a problem with bronies, but I was far too afraid to figure out if he was an alright person to talk to or absolutely bonkers.
I had a kid who had the same classes that I had, and every Friday he decided to hide pictures of Morgan Freeman's head around every room. By the end of the year no one had found all of the heads.
Well a Dude in my Middle School took a Shit on the "gangstas" Table in Middle School Once, It was a Steamy one with Corn in it and when they arrived they were pissed but they could figure out who did it
More recently in uni I had a group project with a uselessly edgy twit who had this downright creepy fascination with the Columbine shooters.
There really isn't much to say really. He annoyed the hell out of me, wasted everyones time. Liked to make his presence heard by blaring hardstep from his headphones wherever he walked around. An admirably awful taste in music. Bad case of the wubs.
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2. Matt. the super quiet kid with super poofy hair. I have similar hair to him so I tried to keep it shorter because our hair made our heads look enormous. He was super shy but no one ever had a problem with him.[/QUOTE]
Whats his last name?
(It could be me)
[QUOTE=Gubbinz96;47115170]More recently in uni I had a group project with a uselessly edgy twit who had this downright creepy fascination with the Columbine shooters.
There really isn't much to say really. He annoyed the hell out of me, wasted everyones time. Liked to make his presence heard by blaring hardstep from his headphones wherever he walked around. An admirably awful taste in music. Bad case of the wubs.
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There's this kid in one of my friends classes that comes early every morning and asks the teacher to listen to his mlp dubstep covers- which are always awful. This is an accurate representation:
[t]http://puu.sh/fKuOR/2907bc26d3.png[/t]
[QUOTE=Toro;47115262]Whats his last name?
(It could be me)[/QUOTE]
depends if you live in the philly area
This could just be a typical middle school prank, but I remember a couple kids who liked to wet their hands and wipe them on other people's faces yelling "BALL SWEAT!" between classes.
[QUOTE=splenda;47111475][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.[/QUOTE]
My favorite part is how he blows out air pretending there's actually vapor. :v:
Truly a good find, Facepuncher.
Fuck. Just knowing that I was associated with the brownie fandom from 2010 to late 2012 makes me cringe so fucking hard like you can't comprehend. If I could travel back in tine to that period, I'd probably do some Clockwork Orange-style psychotherapy on my past self to prevent her from falling amy further down the autistic rabbit-hole. I feel for all of those poor, foolish souls who have still stuck around.
I just want to say is DAYMN! 53 winners and some friendly ratings on a story that I barely remember. I got to be honest, I wasn't the most informed kid in Middle School since I mostly stick to my studies and hung out with other weird people like me. Speaking of which...
I was [U]the[/U] weird one. I don't mean just weird, but I was INSANE back in middle and high school. If you compared 2014 me to 2009 me, you'd think I was a completely different person. The worst thing I can remember was that I used to stare blankly at the ceiling or out a window during class. I not only stared out into space, I had my mouth open most of the time. So wide in fact that observers were sure that I would make a good bird bath. Looking back at myself I might have been confused with a mental patient that somehow got into high school classes. Teachers would make honestly funny comments about me, while some kids DID make fun of me. The only time I snapped back into school was when I chatted with friends or people who never saw me. It wasn't until Senior year in High School that I got out of my really awkward phase. It still amazes me how I ever got out of that really bad time? Maybe it was that 3-week trip to Europe with other teens. Maybe it was my now ex-GF that snapped me out of it since Junior year. Hell it could have been prom when I took out my best friend. I honestly don't know, but I'm glad things have turned out the best for me. Even when last year was absolute shit with college peers, I'm just glad that it isn't 2009 again.
This felt weird to really type out, but it feels good to let it out for so long.
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The worst thing I can remember was that I used to stare blankly at the ceiling or out a window during class. I not only stared out into space, I had my mouth open most of the time. So wide in fact that observers were sure that I would make a good bird bath. [/QUOTE]
I used to do the same, except the ceiling part. I never really stared at it but i used to just stare at nothing with my mouth open and people including teachers called me out several times. This was only for a few years though.
[QUOTE=murple;47115455]Y[/QUOTE]
Lets call this guy Hardstep.
Now the particulars of my interactions with him were mercifully for bigger part of that year confined to that group project. And here are some very social and technical technicalities that made him such an enormous pain in the ass.
There were 4 people in this project, 2 artists (I was one of them) and two programmers (he was one them). Now, the programmers had another group project to make an FPS game from scratch in C++, pretty challenging and time consuming to say the least. The other programmer on our group (lets call him C), was with Hardstep on BOTH our assignment and the FPS project. C was unlucky enough to be the other half of a two man team with Hardstep.
We had 12 weeks for to do this assignment. Hardstep only showed up 4 times throughout. C spent 8 weeks of the 12 working alone on the FPS by himself. Hardstep left him high and dry to the point that C programmed that entire game by himself and then eventually was able to help out with our other project during the last 4 weeks. We had to do a whole buncha crap involving Facebook API integration which for two arty types who are both mediocre at programming, we were getting nowhere.
Hardstep's contributions were quite frankly pathetic few lines of code that did fuck all in the grand scale of the assignment.
Hardstep only communicated with me and was telling me one story after another as to why he wasn't showing up. To cut the crap I just went onto facebook and just see pictures of him getting completely shitfaced drunk from the previous night or jerking off about Eric Harris and Dylan Klebold/[b]self masturbatory pep talk about how he's living so hardcore[/b] (Hardstep did this [b]a lot[/b]).
We had big presentation deadlines, he showed up to none of them. Again, I only had to go onto facebook to find out why. What few times he did show up we could hear him. Those sessions were very awkward as we tried to explain what was going on and going through the lecture notes on how certain bits of the code did what. He'd then fuck off and just leave us without saying a word.
Shit started getting pretty serious near the end of the project when the other artist on our group lost his patience in a pretty big way and kicked Hardstep off the drive and started talking to other programmers in the room to commissioning them with some pretty big money into helping us with the assignment. C was just up to his eyeballs whenever we saw him on the other project and we just felt really shitty about the whole situation. Eventually C finished his project to the best of his ability and was able to work with us. We got something [i]working[/i] in a very loose sense of the word. API integration was successful enough for a good passing grade. Both me and the other artist ended up not having to commission other programmer/s a pretty sizable chunk of money to help us which was good. At the end of the day C was a mega hard working bro who now hates everyone and Hardstep just carried on living [i]hardcore[/i].
[b]Two Scoops[/b]
There was also this guy called "two scoops" at college since he used to jerk it in the 24 hour lab then scoop the ice-cream in the cafeteria with his bare hands.
He had a monopoly on the only screen in that lab that wasn't facing anyone else
one day he was just gone
Other notable College Weird Kids:
[b]Pirate Girl:[/b] Girl who always wore leggings, a button up shirt, and a pirate hat while wearing headphones plugged into nothing.
[b]Crazy Tom:[/b] Dude was on the 7 year plan, gave the "shocker" in class photo. Got in trouble for sexually assaulting a girl with a USB drive.
[editline]11th February 2015[/editline]
also someone needs to make a weird kid you knew in school wiki. Or like SCP or something
I was a weirdo in school, I too had an obsession with dinosaurs. I would go as far as to make whole masks out of construction paper with moving jaws. During Spanish, I was a wild one. I made fun of the teacher, stole her animal crackers, and reenacted the Titanic. The special ed. chick wasn't too fond of me either, I made mule noises at her.
BUT, there was this one kid I didn't like. I like to draw, he came over to me and tried acting as if he was an all high and mighty record deal buckaroo. Wanting to make t-shirts out of my shit and monetize off my art. He was also one of those tykes who claimed to be a "whiz-kid" when it came to computers and hacking. Going as far as to saying he turned his USB key into a malware infested weapon, and making a pair of twins pay 15 dollars each. That's right, fifteen dollars EACH, to repair a broken PSP which he said about a week later he couldn't fix. He still tried approaching me, trying to come up with some bullshit about fake video game cheats like playing as Wario in Mario Galaxy.
I did everything I could to give him a clue I wanted nothing to do with him. From saying "please leave," to pushing his things off the floor, to pushing him out of his seat. Then came the final trip of the year, Washington DC. Coming home from two nights in DC, I had purchased a cheap 3 dollar ocarina from the Smithsonian American History Museum and was playing it on the bus ride home. He was sitting in front of me watching MLP while the bus TVs had some movie from the Bourne series on, I was taking song requests from a few people around me. From Gaga to the Imperial Death March, he finally snapped while I was playing Everytime We Touch. He shook his snotty fist at me, and I laughed it off. He turned around and teared the rest of the ride home. He finally stopped talking to me a week after that when I threw my Game Boy and my PSP at him.
This story kind of includes my school because it was an event hosted by my school for multiple schools to come to:
So My friend and I were the top CS students in my high school, like we created our own class to go after AP CS A because we wanted to code more, so when my school's robotics team wanted to host a tournament, we were both asked to judge it. Neither of us were on the team and for some reason they thought cs students would be good at judging robot things. Now both of us are not your common nerds, my friend occasionally dabbles in anime and stuff but I rarely play games anymore (I know I'm on a gaming forum but that doesn't really matter) or any of the other typical nerdy stuff, so I was not prepared for what I was walking into. The first person, I'll start with someone who actually went to my school, was wearing a fedora with about 12 pins on it and constantly kept trying to tell me about the "adult themed" fanfic him and his girlfriend where writing about Dr. Who. Like it got to the point when I was sitting behind the judging table and he and his girlfriend would walk up and start talking about all the shipping they do, even though I told them multiple times I don't watch Dr. Who or any of the other things they would write about so I wouldn't understand anything. The star of the show though was someone who I call "Top Hat Man." Now Top Hat Man was your stereotypical basement dweller type, overweight, short, long ponytail, acne ridden face and neckbeard, but what really made him stand out was his two accessories: a full size top hat and steampunk goggles. The goggles he was wearing were very heavily tinted, so in the poorly lit environment that was my schools gym there was no chance he would be able to see anything, but somehow he managed to never take off the goggles. He made it his goal to talk to all the girls at the event, even the semi normal ones, very rare in a sea of bronies and people wearing tails, and generally spread his euphoria around the event. Every time his team would win, he would break into what can only be described as the most spastic dance ever seen, frequently bumping into other people while performing.
Then there is this one guy in my college CS course I'm in right now who tried to grab some small girls butt while she was walking in for lab period. The girl turned around and got in his face, yelling in mandarin (he was Chinese as well, also very overweight). Thankfully the girl transferred lab periods after this event.
I'll post more stories later.
Alright, I've got another one. There was this kid who was only in my school sophomore year. This black kid wore one of those Hot Topic Rainbow Dash hoodies (the ones with the ears and mane and tail) every single day. He acted super hood from what I experienced, but one day he just snapped and sat bare-ass naked in the middle of the cafeteria bathroom (supposedly) jacking off. He got expelled for that, or was asked to leave. Either way I haven't seen him since.
I have a couple stories about stuff me and a friend did in elementary school, we were half weird and half a pain in the ass.
There was this girl who always thought she was the most popular and pretty girl in the
school. Well, she definetly wasn't and everyone hated her because she was an ass. So,
she and i had lunch at different times because of a small foodcourt. So me and my friend
ran into the foodcourt and grabbed a couple schnitzels that we later started throwing at her from
accross the hallway.
I once said this to my spanish teacher: "Deme una granata pendejo" (Give me a handgrenade, dickhead). We had Swedish, English and Spanish lessions at that school.
We once reconnected all keyboards in the computer room to different computers and just watched
when everyone tried to figure out why the hell the computers were typing by themselves and why
they couldn't type on their own.
We took out the speakers of most of the PA speaker boxes in the corridors and such when people were not around, it took the staff quite some time to figure out what was wrong since we only took out the speakers, we then put the boxes back on the wall, i have a picture of them if you don't believe me.
All classrooms had phones on the wall that were hooked up to the PA system, you just had to dial "000", we were alone in the classroom once and started to play reversed sounds of Engineer from TF2 geting hurt (Vagineer soundpack) through the PA system. Imagine hearing the announcer melody, expecting to hear the principal speaking, but instead getting this:
[video=youtube;YiOdYoLZBrg]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YiOdYoLZBrg#t=36[/video]
Oh, and we played this clip from start to finish.
[QUOTE=Sn0peK;47122690]We took out the speakers of most of the PA speaker boxes in the corridors and such when people were not around, it took the staff quite some time to figure out what was wrong since we only took out the speakers, we then put the boxes back on the wall, i have a picture of them if you don't believe me.[/QUOTE]
When was this?
Cameras are a standard in public education buildings, you weren't caught?
there weren't any cameras in my high school, but after Katrina destroyed it once they rebuilt the building they installed cameras in that
I've been shipped from special class to special class throughout my life so there's quite the list.
There was this one kid who in general was a nutter. We were on a field journey and the guy finds a bottle on the side of the road. As a car approaches, he holds out the bottle infront of the car, and it has to break violently to avoid it. He continued to be like this the entire trip, even go as far as to sit down on a random sidewalk and take a shit in public spontaneously because "he had to go".
The most recent encounter with a weird guy is here in college.
Since the very first year I came here this guy has been all over my dick. He wasn't "out" despite being a giant flamer. We were in an opera together, and as soon as I talked to him he started acting all weird. He later called his dad and came out to him on my account, despite never having showed interest, telling everyone that he was in love with me. The following two years he'd room in the same locations as me (by choice, we could live in single-living dorms, and he would choose the same dorm house to live closer).
When I decided to move off-campus, he found out where I was going to apply to live (where I live now.) He then proceeded to apply for an apartment there too, TELL the people that were taking applications that he was a close friends of mine, and got the apartment literally RIGHT next door. He even was able to set the move-in day to be the same exact day. Like holy shit.
I had to put a cloth over one side of my balcony because he used to stare into my apartment from his balcony.
To this day he will randomly show up without invitation, knock on my door, and come up with some sort of excuse as to why he "needs to talk". Petty fights with his boyfriend or his dad.
[editline]11th February 2015[/editline]
Oh and the worst thing that happened was, when he was full-on stalker mode, we had a scene in a separate opera where we had to 'masturbate' on stage. Or imply that we did together.
There aren't any people in my school you would call kids, but my classmate who might be in her early 30's came to me and asked if it were possible for her to keep an amputated limb so she can hold a funeral for it later.
[QUOTE=Nightscout;47123737]When was this?[/QUOTE]
All of these were inbetween 2007 and 2010. Cameras are not standard in Sweden
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