During my Multimedia course I had some girls in my class who insisted on playing their music really loud in the lab when working after class. I found this incredibly irritating, not to mention inconsiderate. Esp. since I found some of said music kinda offensive.
Class starts I sleep through because the retards are too slow to keep up with my reading
Gym class at the start of the year I am hit by a tennis ball full force to the chest, from only a few feet away. Ironically I had to protect them from my friend 2 seconds after I lost my breath.
I choked him in front of everyone though. SAME STUDENT gets the bright idea to taunt me in a pool, when I was on the school SWIM TEAM at one point, repeatedly threw water in my face when I asked him to stop. Choked him AGAIN,
The whole class moves at half walking speed. Bored, I speed past everyone 2-3 times before they complete one lap. At one point I hear one of the girls tell her friend to trip me as I pass them. I was not a popular kid, obviously.
I think its really clear why you are not a popular kid. You are in fact the stupid classmate that the other 99% of the class would complain about. So who is right, the 1% or the 99%?
I was not the most intelligent student, I will admit that. But majority does not equal validity. Even if most complained, I had several students stand up for me.
A guy in my science class pushed a bunsen burner to the side of his desk up against the wall where it promptly set fire to a poster. Panicking, he used his coat to try and extinguish the flames but it was one of those puffed up ones (made of like the shell suit style material and filled fluff?) that in turn caught fire.
In a last ditch attempt to resolve the situation he throw his coat out the window behind him into the bushes where it (thankfully) burnt out instead of setting fire to the hedge.
Serves him right for wearing a god damn shell suit. Blegh...
Prime_Hunter_H01 said:
every where i was sat there would be someone who would give me a hard time, be cause i said I was interested in having a gun collection they started calling me "Armageddon" and made it sound like I was a psychopath.
Well, I'm in rural Britain, but my college is in one of the more urban areas.
I did end up on the butt end of some school shooting jokes when it came to light I had a shotgun, but that was all in good humor.
The one actually malevolent guy in the campus stopped trying to threaten with and antagonize me when he found that out, funnily enough.
OT: A girl in my year 11 English class thought this short film was based on a true story:
Her and the girl sitting with her wouldn't shut up for the supply teacher during a skim reading test. Literally the entire class and the teacher were telling them to clamp it, and they abjectly refused.
Something along the lines of: Shut the fuck up the pair of you. [they try to talk back] No, no, shut up. Nobody in this room gives a fuck about anything you two have to say about anything. You're probably the two stupidest people I've ever met, and your voices are so painfully annoying they should be banned as war crimes under the Geneva convention. If you weren't so mind bogglingly retarded, I'd think you were government agents hired to kill us by talking us to death.
That was a good day. Of course, because of them wittering on relentlessly, everyone failed the test except for myself. (100%, actually)
Also, the usual mix of douchey chavs. One in particular has that chavvy unpleasant look about him. Like in books, when a character's described as having a trouble maker's features, I imagine that sort of thing. Only, the character is usually the protagonist, which makes it irritating. But yeah, I'm pretty sure he's in the closet and dealing with that by groping guys who are smaller than him.
Cyanide's great for Umpolung chemistry, plus it's a good higher-undergraduate experiment as it gets you used to Hazchem legislation and procedures.
Though now I've moved over to biomedical chemistry there's less corrosives/poisons/explosives. Though probably more dangerous with all the carcinogens, radioactives and biohazards.
Class starts I sleep through because the retards are too slow to keep up with my reading
Gym class at the start of the year I am hit by a tennis ball full force to the chest, from only a few feet away. Ironically I had to protect them from my friend 2 seconds after I lost my breath.
I choked him in front of everyone though. SAME STUDENT gets the bright idea to taunt me in a pool, when I was on the school SWIM TEAM at one point, repeatedly threw water in my face when I asked him to stop. Choked him AGAIN,
The whole class moves at half walking speed. Bored, I speed past everyone 2-3 times before they complete one lap. At one point I hear one of the girls tell her friend to trip me as I pass them. I was not a popular kid, obviously.
I think its really clear why you are not a popular kid. You are in fact the stupid classmate that the other 99% of the class would complain about. So who is right, the 1% or the 99%?
Seems to me like always retailiated, never attacked. I heard the US is all about self-defense, hence why the principal ignored him strangling people all the time.
Look at the first and forth line in my quote above. He acts like a snotty little prick that's based on just his side. Since the truth usually lies between two sides, and his own post gives information that he acts like a twerp, there isn't much doubt that in truth he brings it on himself.
I think you're right, I DO bring it on myself. I have a tall lanky build and am rather skinny. Not to mention ridiculously smart compared to those monkeys. This is exactly what my parents and principal talked about. I am a prime target. God forbid someone actually be SMART. Well, except for the people who made the internet, computers, xbox, lightbulbs, Halo, CoD, and cellphones. No, they can be intelligent, just not the younger generation. Don't get me wrong, I see where you're coming from. It's really hard to know someone is telling the truth on the internet. I fail to see how I am the 1%, when I am protected by kids on the FOOTBALL team for heaven's sake.
here's one that backfired on myself and a friend of mine. we were talking in the early morning, and standing next to one of the soda machines in school. i don't remember which of us started it, but we got on a discussion on all the diet versions of drinks they sell. I made a sarcastic comment about how they're going to try to sell diet water next. one of our friends was walking towards when she heard that and wen; "is there really diet water?" we froze then laughed for a few minutes or so, now, she was half-asleep so she wasn't paying attention but i was still funny at the time. fast foward a few months and i'm browsing a picture site and what do i see?
Then they would have won. I'll do worse and somehow manipulate their lives so that they will be stuck in shit jobs and some how their work fills my pockets. A win-win, revenge and money.
Not sure how this fits, but in one of my high school math classes, there were three guys who just didnt seem to give a fuck. The teacher (God bless her soul... No she isnt dead, but she did go through hell with these jackasses), had to put up with them for two years, mainly because they failed her class before.
Anyways, they would constantly swear whenever we were being taught a class, and if there was any free time (we had a weird schedule, as we had to finish the class block, whenever we had a test, everyone would finish and just sit around the room, from anywhere from 15 minutes to almost an hour.) They would hog 3 of the five PC in the classroom, watching these stupid little stickfigure cartoons.
We had a kid at my middle school that repeatedly got caught jerking off in the bathrooms. He'd ask to go to the bathroom during class and then he'd be gone for 10 minuets or so and the teacher would go looking for him and find him rubbing one out in the bathroom. I think he got sent to another school after that because it spread around pretty quick and people gave him a lot of shit about it.
In 9th grade we had one "special" kid that got trucked in from another district because when he got triggered he was so fucking violent that his regular district couldn't handle him and for some reason ours could. They would stick him in regular classes too, until one day the girl sitting in front of him turned around and said something to him that pissed him off, which honestly didn't take much, and he stabbed her in the back with his pencil and broke it off.
In second grade I peed my pants and had to sit through a entire "Look at me, I'm a tool and I can dance to music made by tools" seminar and I was so worried someone would notice.
And I got home scott-free and no one did. Yes, I was that kid once.
I remember at the end of fifth grade there was a kid talking to his friend about porn sites he recommended, I promptly brought up the fact that they are for people over 18 for the reason that his parents don't want him looking at it, that if he is caught they could sue the people making it and so-on and so-forth. He replied "Well this is the age your supposed to look at this stuff" and then I promptly walked away.
In third grade a kid who was very angry a lot of the time organized a mob after one of my friends because he called himself Doctor Penguin during a type of "what do you know" sessions that our class did. My friend started making snarky comments and he played along with it quite well.... Right up to the point that he got out of the teachers site.
For some reason, there was a giant pile of plastic bottles on pitching plate for baseball, the class of eleven other students, not counting my friend or me started throwing these plastic bottles at him. After shielding him for a second the dick who organized it got into a grapple lock with me, ending with me almost saying my first swear and him getting thrown off guard and leaving after that.
Finally going to talk to my friend and make sure he was OK he said "well he said that you were doing this because you didn't like me" I gave him the most 'your fucking kidding me' face I could manage and we stopped hanging out.
Afterwards I went to tell the teacher who shrugged it off and wasn't bothered by it because of the students grades being straight A's.
My entire classes for sixth, fifth and seventh grade for pushing me to the brink of suicide. Thank you for being entire asshats that I hope Karma swings back at some day.
I remember one time back in tenth grade I fell asleep in a reading class because one of my classmates read very slowly. Thankfully the teacher knew I was an excellent reader and allowed me to read the book on my own time.
I really liked the teacher in the class. Every Friday we would always sit down and play a game of Chess.
Come now, we're people on the Internet. This is what we do. You can't fault the clouds for being white, and you can't fault us for being elitist.
[sub][sub]Yes, yes I recognize that some people have genuine cause for complaint. Don't sass me, mister. I get it.[/sub][/sub]
That guy who always has to butt in and argue with the teacher that he is right, always eventually being completely shutdown by the teacher. Just shut up already and let the teacher do their job. Had one of those in every class throughout high school and in my first semester of uni.
I took an ethics course in college and we were having a discussion on the morality of creating people who would live longer/ infinite life potential. And this one woman was like yea it isn't a good idea because women would have kinds into their 90s or 100s, some people might have like 20 kids into their life time, it would be weird.
I was like wait...you know you only have a finite amount of eggs right? She was like uhh no I'm a woman I think I know more about how the female body works than you (a male) does. We (females) make new eggs all the time.
I face-palmed so hard, granted that course made me face-palm repeatedly. I was amazed on the insane amount of misinformation that all these pre-meds had about science. Worse off these were juniors and seniors.
I also remember back in highschool we had this guy who for whatever reason felt that he needed to be the class clown and would go to extremes to try and get a laugh. I remember one time our literature teacher took us out to Dairy Queen which was across the street, he did a lot of cool stuff for us because he felt bad that we had to deal with substitute teachers all the time because he was a recovering alcoholic. And he had this book collection proudly displayed in his class where they were either original prints of texts he loved or were signed. The kid loads a bunch into his back-pack and carries a few, when we're walking over the express way he goes "Hey everyone look!" he opens the bag showing everyone the books and flings them down onto the expressway and the bag just bursts when it hits a pickup truck and the books were just flying everywhere.
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