Bad things you did in school?

[John Connor]

i used to steal pencils from other kid's desks in grade 1/2

So you're the bastard that kept stealing my pencils.

 

[Iron Woode]

last day of final exams in grade 12, I got into a Royal Rumble in the cafeteria. 4 guys came at me and I dropped their leader with an elbow to the throat. I took out each one with a hip toss over a table. I was big and strong and full of myself. My friends were like OMGWTF. The leader managed to get to his feet and I dropped him again. He was bigger than me.

A teacher came up from behind and grabbed my shoulder. I almost dropped him, too.

The Principal was pissed at me and I didn't care. What was he going to do? Suspend me? Detention?

It must be noted that I did not start the fight, but I did finish it. My dad was proud.

 

[SNC]

I slept with the school counselor for a couple months every Friday and Saturday night at a local park, she would bring beer and JD and we would have a blast! 9th grade was a hoot!

 

[KeithP]

I had sex on my high school's principal's desk.

I just wish I wasn't alone at the time so I had someone that could corroborate it.

-KeithP

 

[lxskllr]

In grade school I was constantly getting called to the principal's office. Seemed like it was every other week on average, but I can't remember. I used to dread hearing the intercom speaker.

I didn't do much in high school. Rather, they had worse issues dealing with random public school kids. I used to cut metal triangles in shop, and stick them in the ceilings(ghetto throwing stars). I had hundreds spread around the school. One time we crushed up some pretzel salt, and gave it to another kid as coke. That went about as well as expected :^D

 

[olds]

In grade school I was constantly getting called to the principal's office. Seemed like it was every other week on average, but I can't remember...

This was me in third grade. Seemed like I'd get swatted once a week.

 

[SlitheryDee]

We had a class trip that got canceled one day. Don't remember why, but my friends and I took it as an opportunity to ditch school while our parents still thought we were on the class trip. We made it into a road trip to a town a couple of hours away. When we got back it turned out our parents knew the trip was canceled and we were in big trouble. They did take the time to ask us questions about what we did on our "class trip" so as to make us tell a bunch of lies and made up stories on top of what we were already in trouble for. Good times...

 

[Imp]

In grade school I was constantly getting called to the principal's office. Seemed like it was every other week on average, but I can't remember. I used to dread hearing the intercom speaker.

That's funny... my biggest fear in elementary school was getting into trouble or creating trouble by snitching. That made me a prime target for the class retards because I'd politely ask them to stop poking me with things, breaking my shit, and hitting me.

Who'd have guessed that two decades later, I'd care less about my school record and hate myself more for not breaking some noses.

 

[HamburgerBoy]

Got into a lot of scuffles but I always felt I was in the right so I don't count those. Stole a former friend's yo-yo in 3rd grade just because I didn't like him and knew it would really upset him. In 6th grade, after another fight with a kid I really hated, I attempted to paraphrase The Jesus ("Pull a piece up your ass and pull the trigger until it goes click") and was expelled from school.

Worst thing during homeschooling would probably be fapping during a math test (they were all-day ordeals every Friday) to a workout magazine laying around in the house. Got to do that a lot. :awe:

Or just the continued bitch fighting with my brothers (one in particular). Trying to finish a calculus test at 10PM or so, brother comes down and won't stop slurping his god damned oatmeal, so I smack him upside the head and he proceeds to put a decent gouge on an eyebrow with his spoon, droplets of blood somehow reaching three different walls. :awe:

 

[highland145]

Smoked in the boys room.

 

[OutHouse]

1987 senior year, drinking age in colorado was 18 for 3.2 and my High School had a open campus.

I had 6th hour off, which happened to be the class after lunch so i had a super long lunch hour but sucked having to go back class after such a long lunch. since it was a open campus me and my friends would go to mcducks or the bowling alley for lunch. on the way back we would stop at the circleK and get a 6pack of bartles and james wine coolers and fill our mcducks cups with wine cooler and go to class. 7th hour happened to be English Lit and a warm buzz made Shakespeare a bit more bearable.

god my dad would have killed me if he knew or I got caught drinking in school.

 

[Fenixgoon]

That's funny... my biggest fear in elementary school was getting into trouble or creating trouble by snitching. That made me a prime target for the class retards because I'd politely ask them to stop poking me with things, breaking my shit, and hitting me.

Who'd have guessed that two decades later, I'd care less about my school record and hate myself more for not breaking some noses.

times infinity

 

[John Connor]

I had sex on my high school's principal's desk.

I just wish I wasn't alone at the time so I had someone that could corroborate it.

-KeithP

Eww, you had sex with the principal? LOL!

 

[IronWing]

It wasn't bad except in the eyes of authority but I exclusively used the faculty bathrooms all through HS. The regular bathrooms were disgusting and lacked stall doors. Junior year, one of my friends noted that he had never once seen me in the bathroom thus iron bladder. I got detention for it once but big whoop, clean bathroom for four years was more than worth that.

 

[John Connor]

7th hour happened to be English Lit and a warm buzz made Shakespeare a bit more bearable.

Oh I so hated Shakespeare. Worst class ever!

 

[pontifex]

Eww, you had sex with the principal? LOL!

I was under the impression that he was masturbating on the principals desk?

 

[local]

That's funny... my biggest fear in elementary school was getting into trouble or creating trouble by snitching. That made me a prime target for the class retards because I'd politely ask them to stop poking me with things, breaking my shit, and hitting me.

Who'd have guessed that two decades later, I'd care less about my school record and hate myself more for not breaking some noses.

So much this. That is one thing I plan on teaching my kids.


Anyway, I was expelled in 10th grade. Not going into details but if it happened now I would be on national news and given the overreactions today sent to Gitmo or something. It was in May 1999 and the word "terrorist" was used, police didn't give a crap so nothing on my record. All the evidence was loaded into the program function of my TI-82 and to this day I still regret not clearing the memory instead of pulling it up for them because they couldn't work it.

 

[Ruptga]

I was such a rebel, and senior year I had a system. My alarm would go off at a specific time, I would roll out of bed, drive a few streets over and park on the side of the road across from the school, then walk in and go through the first period door about two seconds before the bell would go off. I only walked through the door two seconds late a few times, maybe five in a semester, but it was enough that my douchey teacher would write me up for being tardy and I eventually got detention for it. I served my time, but kept walking in two seconds before the bell. Halfway through the second semester he gave up on whatever point he thought he was making.

 

[John Connor]

My alarm would go off at a specific time

I never knew alarms did that. Very interesting Dr, Jones. :twisted:

 

[Ruptga]

I never knew alarms did that. Very interesting Dr, Jones. :twisted:

 

[funboy6942]

Parents had a bar, so I used to spike my sunkist almost everyday with grain and me and my friend would get drunk when I was a sophomore and junior in high school. I would also take a shit ton of uppers as well to a point I couldnt hold still. This was around 88/89.

 

[drquest]

High School biology class our teacher was super excited because we were going to do blood typing in class. He was excited because he knew he was going to get to stick each one of us with a needle.

Little did he know I brought a tube of fake blood with me that day. He went to each one of us one by one, pricking our fingers and making sure we were bleeding properly. He did mine, then went to the front of the room. I grabbed my fake blood and poured it on the table and all over my hand and promptly raised my hand. It took a couple of times before he saw me, but his eyes immediately got wide and he shot back to my desk fast. He started really flipping out, probably thought he had a bleeder, so I gave it a minute or two before telling him it was all fake, and I had to tell him several times and show him the tube before he would believe me. He was sweating.... haha...

Didn't get into trouble over that one....

 

[warrior_within]

grade 9 i one year repeat school

 

[Charmonium]

I didn't pay attention at assemblies.

Now if you want to talk about college or grad school . . .

 

[Imp]

High School biology class our teacher was super excited because we were going to do blood typing in class. He was excited because he knew he was going to get to stick each one of us with a needle.

Off the top of my head: massive biohazard, "assault with a weapon," inappropriate touching, and major privacy violation.... this must have been at least a decade ago.