High School

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Yeah, I argued some, which didn't really help. She just said I don't care, your phone's on.

They're not allowed to throw away packed lunches, only snacks. But yeah, basically you just eat in a classroom. You look straight forward, and if you don't, you get another day. Talk, another day, tap, another day. After the second day it's ISS, and I can't afford to get that this close to the end of school.

Yeah, I used the very last of my Lunch Money.

ISS is dumb.

Sit at a desk, and be silent ALL DAY LONG.
And do schoolwork. :banghead:
 
I use to play AFL.. The tougher version of Rugby :lol: but cause I got sent to hospital twice last season I gotta give it a break before I get fired :lol::lol:
And running, oh how I use to love running.. 11.7 for 100m 21.8 for 200m and a 54.X over 400m ^.^

I WISH I could play AFL. I went on a Student Ambassador trip a few years ago to Australia, I loved it.
 
ISS is dumb.

Sit at a desk, and be silent ALL DAY LONG.
And do schoolwork. :banghead:

I got thrown out of ISS because I refused to do that. We just mess around in my ISS.



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ISS is dumb.

Sit at a desk, and be silent ALL DAY LONG.
And do schoolwork. :banghead:

What is ISS?

"Oh, you think you're cool?"
"Errrm, no?"

I hate it when people say that, because I know that I'm uncool, and I like being uncool. Just means I'm not as thick as the rest, or a sheep.

keep doing what you know is right and honest and eventually they will see the truth. By the way does anyone know their internet memes? If so you will understand what I'm talking about. There is this guy at my school that is basically the embodiment of scumbag steve except he dresses like a jock and is somehow popular (which confirms my theory that popularity is a facade and often backfires outside of school in real life) we use him as that meme instead of scumbag steve, because he is so terrible. For example: when he gets put in your project group he doesn't do any of the work on the powerpoint, and butts in during the presentation to read some of the slides that YOU worked hard on to take credit for the project when all he really did was listen to music. Anyone like this in yalls schools?

That is true, because they usually get kicked out of school as soon as they turn 16.
 
They don't even have that over here. You just get suspended again and again. Which is why people keep on doing stupid things.

We have a kind of solitary thing where kids are basically in detention on their own all day, and are sent work to do by their teachers. A girl in my tutor group once experienced a number of days of this after shouting obscenities at our geography teacher/tutor...
 
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We have a kind of solitary thing where kids are basically in detention on their own all day, and are sent work to do by their teachers. A girl in my tutor group once experienced a number of days of this after shouting obscenities at our geography teacher/tutor...

Ours is called isolation, basically in one room and put into separate cubicles and the only time you're allowed to get up is lunch and that's only for the toilet. I know this because back in year 7 I got put in there for ramming a kids head into a wall... mind you he deserved it and since then no ones really bothered me because they know what happens. :D
 
Yeah we have that. At the moment there is this kid who has been in there for over 3 months and counting for his own protection because no one likes him and he has no friends to back him up.
 
A kid in my class got something like that once, can't remember what it was for though.

Anyways, had a maths test today on Volume and Capacity, felt I aced it. Only one question stumped me. I could do it, but the conversion screwed me over. What is 3.75 cm3 in m3? I got 0.00375, felt it was wrong.
 
A kid in my class got something like that once, can't remember what it was for though.

Anyways, had a maths test today on Volume and Capacity, felt I aced it. Only one question stumped me. I could do it, but the conversion screwed me over. What is 3.75 cm3 in m3? I got 0.00375, felt it was wrong.
Wouldn't that be 375cm to the power of three because a cube with 3.75cm [cubed symbol] x100 is 375cm
 
Since 1M3 is 1000000 bigger than 1cm3 it should be .00000375m3 (I think, might've messed up on the number of 0s.)
There was a fight again, and maybe a gang retalitation.
The one guy who is getting the gang got the crap kicked out of him. Had to go to the hospital.
 
Yeah we have that. At the moment there is this kid who has been in there for over 3 months and counting for his own protection because no one likes him and he has no friends to back him up.

Holy crap. What did he do to get himself into that situation. I can't imagine being that stupid. Making a whole lot of people mad and not having any friends to back you up.
 
Over here people do it for a number of reasons:

It's fun.
They don't care.
The get out of school.
 
Ours is called isolation, basically in one room and put into separate cubicles and the only time you're allowed to get up is lunch and that's only for the toilet. I know this because back in year 7 I got put in there for ramming a kids head into a wall... mind you he deserved it and since then no ones really bothered me because they know what happens. :D

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We have a kind of solitary thing where kids are basically in detention on their own all day, and are sent work to do by their teachers. A girl in my tutor group once experienced a number of days of this after shouting obscenities at our geography teacher/tutor...

What in all of Equestria!!!? I knew they had detentions, and suspension, and as of yesterday, ISS. But what is this? Solitary Confinement? Next students will be in straight jackets.
 
Hah, all we get in our school is detentions for lunch, and we still get half our break.

Worse then that we get a slip to get signed by our parents. After that we get a report card to be signed by all our teachers after each class and to be signed by a teacher. And then comes suspension and expulsion.
 
Hah, all we get in our school is detentions for lunch, and we still get half our break.

Worse then that we get a slip to get signed by our parents. After that we get a report card to be signed by all our teachers after each class and to be signed by a teacher. And then comes suspension and expulsion.

Heehee. Report cards, most students are proud to have them here.

Anyway, I've got some School Ball business to talk about.

You see, the school ball is in about 1 and half months, and this interests me, and do you want to know why? Let me explain.

You see, people are getting so excited to unknowingly waste hundreds of dollars on formal attire, money that they could have spent on something more useful. Spend a little more money to get a flash ride into wherever it is, only to waste more money to get into a room full of nervous men and women, all hoping not to 🤬 up and have their date or whatever run out of the building shouting, "what is wrong with you!!!!" Some people talk about their latest adventures of imagined reality. All while some badly chosen and dull background music plays to the men and women doing things with cheesily sweaty hands and even more cheesy forced smiles. And then they all leave and arrive home, they hold their hands to their face in the realization of how mind-numbingly awful the night really went and how they just wasted $600 for almost no reason.

Now, if they got me to organize it they would have the greatest night ever. You see, first, you would need two Alfa Romeo 8C's surrounded with microphones. They would supply the music. Maybe an Aston Martin if you can't get the Alfa's. At the door are 7 ft tall Bouncers who only let you in arrived in a car with 400 horsepower or over. Of course there are exceptions, like TVR's and Lotus'. Food would be a fine range of meats, ranging from Nissan Micra heated steak, to Alfa Romeo heated steak. The drinks are, beer, bourbon, wine, or straight alcohol if you're really up for it. And lastly, there would be a burning Toyota Prius in the middle of it all, and the dances are rituals to never let this Prius be driven again, called Deepriusleaveexistencess. There would be a dance where you avoid the gunfire of the drunk student who's had a little too much at the bar, called the Hoobity Boodladead.

But mostly there is the Service Center. This is just in case the lady you arrived with doesn't approve of the ball. You see, there is a special dance that is a lot like Hoobity Boodladead, but it is supplied by the rather insane chap with the googly eyes who was standing around outside. Then she'll stop complaining. And there will be some outdoor car park games at the after parties involving the stereos that have been being used for the event.

Just imagine that, everyone would love it!

Edit: Guess this post was timed badly, as when there's two big posts (mine and Bob's), one always gets all of the attention... And as normal, the serious takes it out.
 
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So I hate to sound like an old guy telling kids to do well in school...but I am. In high school I was poor, homeless poor, I lived by staying with friends overnight or camping somewhere. I stole things to sell so I could eat, I had to fight grown men to keep my stuff. Everything I owned fit in my backpack and locker. I got in fights often, I won and I lost. I was a good guy but people didn't respect me. I was looked upon as scum, by students and teachers. I got motivated. I failed high school by %.04. I made up the credit in a charter school and joined the army. That was december of 1999. I got kicked out of the army due to "preexisiting" injuries(bad knees). So there I was homeless again, I had 350 bucks in the pocket of my only pants. I went and got a job, worked my ass off for 5.50 an hour 100 hour weeks. Then I got a little better job, and worked my ass off for 6 bucks an hour. Then I stayed there and showed how much I could do for them, made them a ton of money and accalades. They sold the company and the new owner treated me like crap and after a year of flawless work he fired me for no reason, and made it so I couldn't get unemployment. I get another job and guess what... I work my ass off. At this point I meet a girl that ends up being my wife. She works her ass off and we both work 100 hour weeks. I go to trade school, we had some kids. And here I am a 32 year old guy that is working my ass off for $22 a hour. I also have a dream job of monitoring a particular game online...but the whole moral of the story is.. do your F'n homework, swallow your pride and get the most outta your school. You wanna get back at your teachers? Get a better job than theirs. Take the SATs, go to college no matter the cost right now. Or join the job corps. Don't get sent to ISS. Don't dwell on the preppy jerks, or that slutty popular girl. Live your life for you, think about it, in just a few years you're on your own... that teacher will be getting off messing with some new kid. That preppy guy will be preppy still, but never happy. That slutty cheerleader will be a mommy. You? If you worked your ass off in high school you will have a chance at happiness, but that's up to you..NOW!!
 
@bob876, your life story is an inspiration. There must have been very challenging times, ones I can't even begin to imagine. Let me put it this way, it means more to hear you say that than say, super smart teacher. In a way you remind me a bit of my older brother, he never had the best marks in school, almost every teacher hated him, but after high school, every job he had he worked his ass off at. He is in the Navy now, and that changed him. He still does his shinanigans or whatever you call them, but he is a lot more respectful. Um, missed school yesterday because I was sick. I feel at 90 percent today, if the runny nose would go away I'd be back to normal. It's pretty much guaran-damn-teed that I have homework tonight, so I'll focus on getting that done right away. Miss one day of school and it takes a week to catch up :odd:
 
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