uh yeah i was kinda picked on and some kid who smokes one day he thought he was awesome holding a lighter to his face i hit it and his hair went poof i lolled then ran He didnt fight me cuz he got suspended for having a lighter and because i was bullied a lot i lied my way out of it
Also found out one of my favourite cousins died in middle of class Stood up and screamed ****
Every time someone tries to pull me into a fight, I tell them "Maybe when I've got my gun on me".
And I'm totally serious.
Then they try and pull the "LOL NO WEAPONS DAT ***** FIGHT" card, I explain to them that there's no such thing as ***** fighting unless you're in a boxing ring or something.
Every time someone tries to pull me into a fight, I tell them "Maybe when I've got my gun on me".
And I'm totally serious.
Then they try and pull the "LOL NO WEAPONS DAT ***** FIGHT" card, I explain to them that there's no such thing as ***** fighting unless you're in a boxing ring or something.
Every time someone tries to pull me into a fight, I tell them "Maybe when I've got my gun on me".
And I'm totally serious.
Then they try and pull the "LOL NO WEAPONS DAT ***** FIGHT" card, I explain to them that there's no such thing as ***** fighting unless you're in a boxing ring or something.
They probably still punched you. amirite
Nope.
I mean, I'm in high school, most of the people here are old enough to get convicted on assault charges.
-Convinced my friend to poo in the urinal in pre-school. Then laughed while watching the teacher clean it up.
-Wrote a hate list in 7th grade, and got out of trouble, and apologizing, because I was a politically correct asshole. I used freedom of speech as an argument, and the fact that it wasn't a threat. I remember calling the principal a communist, and saying "I'm allowed to express my feelings! I do not intend on hurting anyone, or causing any harm. I'm not even saying the people on the list are bad people. I'm simply expressing my disdain for my teachers in written form."
-Our chorus teacher was notorious for keeping us after school late, until we got the songs down perfectly. A friend of mine retaliated by urinating on her piano. She sat down to play, started playing, stopped, got up and said... "Did someone dump water all over the piano?" I stood up in the middle of the auditorium, and shouted "No, someone pissed on your piano!" She shouted "I wanna know who! You better tell me right now!" to which I replied "I have no idea. I'm just guessing, because when I walked in, the piano reeked of ****. Can't you smell it?"
-On the day I had Spanish last period, I stole a bottle of rotgut brandy from my Spanish teacher's desk, spent an hour drinking it, and then spent the last half hour acting completely obnoxious/belligerent. I made it obvious as to what was going on, and she knew that if she busted me, I'd get her fired. At one point, I got up during her lecture, propped the emergency exit door open, stood outside, and had a smoke whilst listening to her lecture outdoors. I threw up out the window on the bus ride home, when the bus had to go around a flag pole.
-Same Spanish class: In the language lab, I figured out that I could press the microphone part of the headset to my cheek to make a buzzing sound that everyone could hear. I got everyone to make the buzzing sound. It was so loud, the teacher's voice was drowned out, and we had to leave the lab.
-The school bully was this short little **** named Jack. His method of bullying was to run up to someone, smack them in the head, or do something annoying and then run away. He was the fastest kid in school, or so he thought. One day I caught him, tackled him, busted his face open with a rock, stole his shoe, went to the bathroom, dropped it in the toilet and took a **** in the toilet. When he asked "What did you ****ing do with my shoe?!" I took him to the bathroom and showed him his **** covered shoe. His face got red, he started crying and he punched me in the face three times. Then I watched him fish his shoe out while he was crying. He wore the shoe for the rest of the day.
Now this kid is 10 times tougher then me. Were good friends and I buy weed off him.
-At boarding school, I had a friend who one day told me about how her mom's boyfriend sent her to boarding school to get her out of the house, and distance her from her mother/him. I convinced her to steal his AmEx black card over Christmas vacation. The stretch of school between Christmas vacation, and spring break is the longest, and therefore the best time to do this. So, she stole it, and we spent roughly $8,000 on crap.
I swear I'm a nice person. Honestly, I was always the anti-bully. I'd find every bully's weak spot, and exploit the hell out of it. I screwed with one bully's head so badly, the end result was him getting down on his hands and knees in the middle of the cafeteria, proposing to a girl he had a crush on, in tears, as her, me, her friends, and the bully-e laughed at him.
How my high school worked was when you were a senior, you had a freshman slave. My freshman slave came out of the closet half way through the year, and some asshole was giving him ****. Earlier that year, I had found out the password to the school's health center login info. (The password was health.) The only reason I wanted it, was because the health center account had unfirewalled internet, and I wanted to be able to play online games. Anyway, rumor had it that the kid had ghanareia. I found his medical report, printed it out, and plastered it up all over the school.
He withdrew, and the school held a full fledged investigation as to who did it. Police got involved, and everything. I spent about 2 weeks hiding in my dorm room, shitting my pants. I never got caught, and the best part is the health center never changed the password.
I've never really done anything bad in school. I've just never seen the point in it-all it does is screw me later on.
However, I have had quite a few openings to being bad. The principal once, in elementary school, asked me to take her microphone/speaker thing that she used in the cafeteria to the office. I could have easily turned it on and yelled random crap, but I guess I didn't feel like it.
Heres something I did just today. I took a piece of paper and wrote it out like it was a note and it looked like this.
Brandon: I luv u
Eric(Me): GAY get away from me
Brandon was my friend and I showed the note to two other guys and they actually fell for it my friend though was PISSED off. i nearly **** myself when they read it though.
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"All men have stood for freedom... For freedom is the man that will turn the world upside down."
A teacher gave me ****. No one believed me so, I got revenge on her and everyone else who didn't believe me at the school. Every classroom had a bathroom, I stayed after school waiting for my ride. So while I waited, I put some gloves on and walked around the school, lining sinks with lots of paper towels and turning on the sinks. After about thirty minutes [ I lived an hour away from the school ] the principal comes around and says, "You wearing those gloves to hide your fingerprints?" He said jokingly, and lead me to his office. There, I am surprised my butt didn't cave in. My mom was called, my grandfather, and I stayed after school for an extra hour every day for the rest of the year, cleaning after school.
Also in third grade, a teacher told me that I wasn't allowed to read in class, and took my book away so I told her "If you are going to take that, you better have the money to pay for it." I got yelled at. Don't know why. She took my freaking Zelda Ocarina of Time game guide... I don't remember if I ever got it back. :sad.gif:
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Irony: An outcome of events contrary to what was, or might have been, expected. Sarcasm: A sharply ironical taunt; sneering or cutting remark.
"Come on baby, don't fear the reaper." - Blue Oyster Cult
WHY DIDNT U **** PUNT HER? WHHHHHHHHHHHYYYYYYYY!!! >:ohmy.gif:
i also had to vomit in class teacher didnt believe me she told me to stay in then my friend kyle said vomit on her desk so i felt it coming ran over to her desk and she asked me what i was doing then bam twas tasty tasted like mah lunch it was mostly chunky no leftovers on face so then i said i really needed to vomit she sent me outside to wash my mouth and the next day i got called into principles office and won >:biggrin.gif: silly teachers telling me i cant vomit
serves em right
On one of my first days of school, I was playing soccer outside with this girl that I would soon become good friends with.
In the course of 3 years.
I think. We could've been arch enemies.
I forget.
Anywho,
It was in P.E. We were supposed to be playing soccer.
She says "Hey...Hey turtleey"(Turtleey isn't my real name, I just want to protect my real name since it's nerdy. >_>)
"What?"
"Kick the ball reaaally hard at my face."
"Aren't we supposed to be not doing that?"
"Just...just try it."
"Um. OK."
I kick the ball at her face really hard and she topples over screaming;
Like, 5 teachers come over and carry me away and I start crying and squirming. (This isn't middle school thankfully, it's like 1st grade)
They dragged me (yes, they were holding on to me by the arms holding me up, like a prisoner) to the principle's office while I attempted to break a window or two with my feet.
They all forced me to read and recite the entire "Good Boy's Rulebook".
Guess what?
I picked it up and threw it at them.
:3
Other then that, I was generally a good kid. I was good-looking if I say so myself and I was friends with just about everyone in the school.
Yet, having an IQ of 140.
But being the social-guru I am I stumbled upon quite a few of some bad kids.
Here's one from the same school with the "Good Boy's Rulebook";
Connor. The most two-faced kid ever.
So, like, he always wears his black signature turtle-neck.
He has some sort of mental disorder (I hope, that way he has an excuse).
He messes with everyone and kept picking fights with the teacher.
IE: "Now, class, as for decimals, you never put a .0 at the end beca-"
Connor "WHY NOT? AREN'T YOU SUPPOSED TO?!"
Teacher: "No, you're not, because it-"
Connor "WHY ARE YOU LYING TO US?! WHYY!? WHHHYYY?!!?!?!?"
*connor throws his book at the teacher's face and everyone in the class cries)
Teacher "Shakespeare was one of the grea-"
Connor "I'm thiiirsssttty!!!"
Teacher "Alright connor, you can go to the drinking fountain after my lecture. As I was saying, Shakespeare was one of the blablabla-"
Connor "I'M DYING OF DEHYDRATION!!!"
Teacher "Connor, I said this will only take a minute."
Connor "EVERYONE HELP SHE'S TRYING TO KILL ME! HEELP! HEEEEELP!"
One time connor was yelling so loud I started crying and I had to be brought out of class. >_>
And eventually, being the epical turtle I am, I went to talk to him during recess.
He thought throwing tons and tons of sand up into the air and into his eyes was reaaallly fun.
So I went to talk with him, gave him some Marbles (hint hint, lawl)
Get it? "Lost your marbles"? Heh. Heh.
for something to play with aside from Sand and he thought it was more fun to throw them at people.
Eventually, I planned a playdate with him and went to his epically awesome house. He had a cute little furry cat (which, in truth, he kind of strangled occasionally) and it turns out he loved science and paper airplanes. So, yeah, two faces.
And what's-his-name; I forget.
But he was really honest; Sometimes, bullies would blame stuff on him and he would cover for them. Whenever something went wrong, you could blame him and he wouldn't mind.
Eventually, his mom brought him out of school for an entire week to "toughen up" and not be "so nice".
After that, he shoved people out of the treehouse. The treehouse was 30 feet off the ground.
He threw stuff in people's faces and became a complete bully.
Also found out one of my favourite cousins died in middle of class Stood up and screamed ****
Save Them please
Also Here if you want to see all my dragons
http://dragcave.net/user/Shastias
Milkytracker is absolutely amazing.
And I'm totally serious.
Then they try and pull the "LOL NO WEAPONS DAT ***** FIGHT" card, I explain to them that there's no such thing as ***** fighting unless you're in a boxing ring or something.
They probably still punched you. amirite
Milkytracker is absolutely amazing.
Nope.
I mean, I'm in high school, most of the people here are old enough to get convicted on assault charges.
-Convinced my friend to poo in the urinal in pre-school. Then laughed while watching the teacher clean it up.
-Wrote a hate list in 7th grade, and got out of trouble, and apologizing, because I was a politically correct asshole. I used freedom of speech as an argument, and the fact that it wasn't a threat. I remember calling the principal a communist, and saying "I'm allowed to express my feelings! I do not intend on hurting anyone, or causing any harm. I'm not even saying the people on the list are bad people. I'm simply expressing my disdain for my teachers in written form."
-Our chorus teacher was notorious for keeping us after school late, until we got the songs down perfectly. A friend of mine retaliated by urinating on her piano. She sat down to play, started playing, stopped, got up and said... "Did someone dump water all over the piano?" I stood up in the middle of the auditorium, and shouted "No, someone pissed on your piano!" She shouted "I wanna know who! You better tell me right now!" to which I replied "I have no idea. I'm just guessing, because when I walked in, the piano reeked of ****. Can't you smell it?"
-On the day I had Spanish last period, I stole a bottle of rotgut brandy from my Spanish teacher's desk, spent an hour drinking it, and then spent the last half hour acting completely obnoxious/belligerent. I made it obvious as to what was going on, and she knew that if she busted me, I'd get her fired. At one point, I got up during her lecture, propped the emergency exit door open, stood outside, and had a smoke whilst listening to her lecture outdoors. I threw up out the window on the bus ride home, when the bus had to go around a flag pole.
-Same Spanish class: In the language lab, I figured out that I could press the microphone part of the headset to my cheek to make a buzzing sound that everyone could hear. I got everyone to make the buzzing sound. It was so loud, the teacher's voice was drowned out, and we had to leave the lab.
-The school bully was this short little **** named Jack. His method of bullying was to run up to someone, smack them in the head, or do something annoying and then run away. He was the fastest kid in school, or so he thought. One day I caught him, tackled him, busted his face open with a rock, stole his shoe, went to the bathroom, dropped it in the toilet and took a **** in the toilet. When he asked "What did you ****ing do with my shoe?!" I took him to the bathroom and showed him his **** covered shoe. His face got red, he started crying and he punched me in the face three times. Then I watched him fish his shoe out while he was crying. He wore the shoe for the rest of the day.
Now this kid is 10 times tougher then me. Were good friends and I buy weed off him.
-At boarding school, I had a friend who one day told me about how her mom's boyfriend sent her to boarding school to get her out of the house, and distance her from her mother/him. I convinced her to steal his AmEx black card over Christmas vacation. The stretch of school between Christmas vacation, and spring break is the longest, and therefore the best time to do this. So, she stole it, and we spent roughly $8,000 on crap.
I swear I'm a nice person. Honestly, I was always the anti-bully. I'd find every bully's weak spot, and exploit the hell out of it. I screwed with one bully's head so badly, the end result was him getting down on his hands and knees in the middle of the cafeteria, proposing to a girl he had a crush on, in tears, as her, me, her friends, and the bully-e laughed at him.
How my high school worked was when you were a senior, you had a freshman slave. My freshman slave came out of the closet half way through the year, and some asshole was giving him ****. Earlier that year, I had found out the password to the school's health center login info. (The password was health.) The only reason I wanted it, was because the health center account had unfirewalled internet, and I wanted to be able to play online games. Anyway, rumor had it that the kid had ghanareia. I found his medical report, printed it out, and plastered it up all over the school.
He withdrew, and the school held a full fledged investigation as to who did it. Police got involved, and everything. I spent about 2 weeks hiding in my dorm room, shitting my pants. I never got caught, and the best part is the health center never changed the password.
However, I have had quite a few openings to being bad. The principal once, in elementary school, asked me to take her microphone/speaker thing that she used in the cafeteria to the office. I could have easily turned it on and yelled random crap, but I guess I didn't feel like it.
The principle told me it was rude and then I had lunch.
YOU REBEL :ohmy.gif:
Teacher. Said something i didn't agree with. I said you wanna bet on that?
i won the bet. and got in trouble.
Brandon: I luv u
Eric(Me): GAY get away from me
Brandon was my friend and I showed the note to two other guys and they actually fell for it my friend though was PISSED off. i nearly **** myself when they read it though.
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That is the anthem, the slogan, the summary of events
A teacher gave me ****. No one believed me so, I got revenge on her and everyone else who didn't believe me at the school. Every classroom had a bathroom, I stayed after school waiting for my ride. So while I waited, I put some gloves on and walked around the school, lining sinks with lots of paper towels and turning on the sinks. After about thirty minutes [ I lived an hour away from the school ] the principal comes around and says, "You wearing those gloves to hide your fingerprints?" He said jokingly, and lead me to his office. There, I am surprised my butt didn't cave in. My mom was called, my grandfather, and I stayed after school for an extra hour every day for the rest of the year, cleaning after school.
Also in third grade, a teacher told me that I wasn't allowed to read in class, and took my book away so I told her "If you are going to take that, you better have the money to pay for it." I got yelled at. Don't know why. She took my freaking Zelda Ocarina of Time game guide... I don't remember if I ever got it back. :sad.gif:
Sarcasm: A sharply ironical taunt; sneering or cutting remark.
i also had to vomit in class teacher didnt believe me she told me to stay in then my friend kyle said vomit on her desk so i felt it coming ran over to her desk and she asked me what i was doing then bam twas tasty tasted like mah lunch it was mostly chunky no leftovers on face so then i said i really needed to vomit she sent me outside to wash my mouth and the next day i got called into principles office and won >:biggrin.gif: silly teachers telling me i cant vomit
serves em right
Save Them please
Also Here if you want to see all my dragons
http://dragcave.net/user/Shastias
nope.gif
On one of my first days of school, I was playing soccer outside with this girl that I would soon become good friends with.
In the course of 3 years.
I think. We could've been arch enemies.
I forget.
Anywho,
It was in P.E. We were supposed to be playing soccer.
She says "Hey...Hey turtleey"(Turtleey isn't my real name, I just want to protect my real name since it's nerdy. >_>)
"What?"
"Kick the ball reaaally hard at my face."
"Aren't we supposed to be not doing that?"
"Just...just try it."
"Um. OK."
I kick the ball at her face really hard and she topples over screaming;
Like, 5 teachers come over and carry me away and I start crying and squirming. (This isn't middle school thankfully, it's like 1st grade)
They dragged me (yes, they were holding on to me by the arms holding me up, like a prisoner) to the principle's office while I attempted to break a window or two with my feet.
They all forced me to read and recite the entire "Good Boy's Rulebook".
Guess what?
I picked it up and threw it at them.
:3
Other then that, I was generally a good kid. I was good-looking if I say so myself and I was friends with just about everyone in the school.
Yet, having an IQ of 140.
But being the social-guru I am I stumbled upon quite a few of some bad kids.
Here's one from the same school with the "Good Boy's Rulebook";
Connor. The most two-faced kid ever.
So, like, he always wears his black signature turtle-neck.
He has some sort of mental disorder (I hope, that way he has an excuse).
He messes with everyone and kept picking fights with the teacher.
IE: "Now, class, as for decimals, you never put a .0 at the end beca-"
Connor "WHY NOT? AREN'T YOU SUPPOSED TO?!"
Teacher: "No, you're not, because it-"
Connor "WHY ARE YOU LYING TO US?! WHYY!? WHHHYYY?!!?!?!?"
*connor throws his book at the teacher's face and everyone in the class cries)
Teacher "Shakespeare was one of the grea-"
Connor "I'm thiiirsssttty!!!"
Teacher "Alright connor, you can go to the drinking fountain after my lecture. As I was saying, Shakespeare was one of the blablabla-"
Connor "I'M DYING OF DEHYDRATION!!!"
Teacher "Connor, I said this will only take a minute."
Connor "EVERYONE HELP SHE'S TRYING TO KILL ME! HEELP! HEEEEELP!"
One time connor was yelling so loud I started crying and I had to be brought out of class. >_>
And eventually, being the epical turtle I am, I went to talk to him during recess.
He thought throwing tons and tons of sand up into the air and into his eyes was reaaallly fun.
So I went to talk with him, gave him some Marbles (hint hint, lawl)
Eventually, I planned a playdate with him and went to his epically awesome house. He had a cute little furry cat (which, in truth, he kind of strangled occasionally) and it turns out he loved science and paper airplanes. So, yeah, two faces.
And what's-his-name; I forget.
But he was really honest; Sometimes, bullies would blame stuff on him and he would cover for them. Whenever something went wrong, you could blame him and he wouldn't mind.
Eventually, his mom brought him out of school for an entire week to "toughen up" and not be "so nice".
After that, he shoved people out of the treehouse. The treehouse was 30 feet off the ground.
He threw stuff in people's faces and became a complete bully.
Mmmmm, fingers are tried. D:
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