What's the most awesome thing you did in school?

[Saucycarpdog]

Inspired by NinjaDeathSlap.

So we all know school is boring and hell and yada yada. But I know we've all done at least one thing that was awesome by any standards. Something that made you feel proud and brave but then you soon let pride become you and then became mad with power and thus begun your slow, slow descent into insanityand overall just plain awesome. I would like to see some people share.

The most awesome thing I had was in 8th grade. I was one the football team for out school and we were losing a home with the score 14-24. During one of the plays, the other teams quarterback threw the ball to another in our endzone. I rushed to the throw and was able to intercept it in the nick of time. Another one of their players was also going for it and ran straight into me from the legs, causing my fibula in my leg to bend and break. I called it my battle scar.

I mean yes we still lost and I was out for the rest of the semester and I never got into football again but damn if that was not the most awesome thing I ever done did.

Spoiler

 

[Johnny Novgorod]

Getting laid. Iowza! I mean it. Best thing that happened to me. Not "in" school but you know during that time period.

CAPTCHA: who, what, where

Inconceivable!

 

[sextus the crazy]

Broke my hip over spring break! Seriously, most people are dumbfounded by this. It wasn't fun, but I enjoy some of the perks.

 

[soren7550]

I handed out lollipops to random students on my very last day of school (last day of classes, not last day you have to show up). Other than that, I was very much a nothing in school... and now.

Unless you want to count me teaching a class a few times because the teacher decided to not bother showing up.

 

[lacktheknack]

I led the whole dang school choir in Grade 12, had an award ("Best Musician - Vocalist") minted for me and got 100% in the class.

We were awesome. Eleven people singing a six-part song in front of the whole assembly and landing a standing ovation is a heck of a thing.

 

[TKhanman]

I used to hand out little candies to people in my class on Chinese new year's day while I was in elementary school. So I guess people would enjoy that.

 

[Keoul]

I saved 2 goals from our schools soccer captain and vice.
I broke my wrist from doing so (just a fracture) but totally worth it.

 

[Eddie the head]

One time I wrote a paper about writing the paper I was writing. The teacher thought it was clever.

 

[Estranged180]

Somehow managing to fly under every radar, even though I had saved the lives of 4 people, one every year, for the entire time I was in high school. That trend continues to this day, as since then, I've saved another 6 under other randomized circumstances.

The 4 (once a year, every year) were all hit by drunk drivers across the street from the school, and I just happened to be there for every last one of them. No, I was not the driver. None of them know who I am, or what the hell happened. All they know is they were hit, and somehow still live.

 

[Scarim Coral]

I guess that would be the time when me and my one of my classmates was the only batters left in rounders (Baseball). We pretty much keep hitting home runs or getting to 2nd base to keep us going for about 30 minutes and that was the only time I didn't get caught the longest too! Granted I was wearing red socks that day (Chinese belief is that red and gold means good luck).

 

[Redlin5_v1legacy]

In Highschool? Get out of it without knocking up a girl like some others I knew. Restraint, they name is Redlin. <.<

From university so far?

Spoiler: Well...

The assignment was basically "Edit something to music" so this is what I did. The rest of my class thought it was freaky and nobody else did anything like it. Some think I'm secretly a psycho.

 

[syaoran728]

I got the Pokemon TCG popular at my middle school for most of the school year.

Back when I was in 7th grade the Yugioh card game was pretty popular, I didn't play, but had a few friends that did. Anyway someone had the school help organize a small tournament during a few lunch periods. I went to watch cause I had nothing better to do. After the round was over I saw a dude messing with some pokemon cards. When I got home that day I dug mine up, made a deck, and played the dude after the tournament. People gathered around us and watched. By the next week the card game tables at lunch were about 60% Yugioh and 40% Pokemon.

 

[Ten Foot Bunny]

I was a psych tutor at our university's learning center. One time I had a student with a mild case of dyscalculia and I was tutoring him in statistics. Well, I thought I'd had a good system worked out for breaking down difficult equations in order to show my students that statistics wasn't as scary as they imagined. Even my most frightened students were walking out of the class with A's and B's.

Then came the semester when two interim professors picked a new textbook to use for the course. My step-based system worked out in the beginning, but became increasingly difficult to use as students progressed through the book and the equations started differing dramatically from the textbook that had always been used before. I started having a really hard time coming up with ways to teach my students since the equations in the new textbook combined three, then four, then five, and all the way up to seven of my steps into single equations that grew larger with each new chapter (because concepts build on each other).

As bad luck would have it, that was the semester when I had the student with dyscalculia. That alone was going to make him my most challenging statistics student to date (and he WAS the most challenging statistics student in my whole time at the tutoring center).

One day, toward the end of the semester, he came to me in tears. That very day, his class was introduced to the last statistical test they had to learn. In my system, that test was broken down into nine steps, seven of which were identical to what students had learned previously. I can't tell you how much relief that brought to my students. But in this new textbook, seven of my steps were combined into one equation that had a whopping SIXTEEN variables. To someone with a number-based learning disorder, that was like being forced to climb Everest wearing nothing but skimpy underpants and a snorkel.

Still, I was determined to work with him to find a way through the monster equation. His disorder made it hard to keep the variables straight when he kept transposing numbers, wrote numbers all over the page without an inkling that he was doing it, plugging numbers into the wrong part of the equation, etc. But we worked on it, and I even scheduled him for extra sessions which he showed up to with a desire to overcome this immense challenge.

The last extra session I scheduled with him was in the hour before his exam. We went through everything, and I mean absolutely EVERYTHING. Though he had made immense progress during the weeks prior, he was still having issues with two of the variables in the monster. When the session ended and he walked off to class, I admit that I was scared for him. I wanted so badly for him to succeed and so that's where I channeled my mental energy for the next two hours - I visualized him getting everything right when it mattered the most.

Three days later, he saw me in the hall and charged toward me with a huge smile on his face. He had tackled the monster! His hard work during our sessions paid off... he got a 100% on that exam.

I was SO proud of him for what he accomplished. He aced a test with a 16-variable equation, while suffering from a disorder that made it hard for him to perform basic addition at times.

So that may not have been the most awesome thing that *I* did in school, but it was certainly the most awesome thing I had the privilege to be a part of.

 

[DOOM GUY]

This one time, I got an A+ on a speech that I came up with on the spot, and we were supposed to be working on it for several weeks.

 

[SirDerpy]

Well....
*goes up to fairly popular kid handing out snacks to his friends during some event*
"Hey, hit me up, man." Me.
"Hit you-who the hell are you?" Him.
"Who the hell am I? Who the hell am I? Who the hell are you?" me.

I got the chips. They tasted damn fine.

 

[Ed130 The Vanguard]

Climbed onto the roof multiple times, accidentally broke a reinforced window with a ball bearing in high school.

Was part of a group that broke the class Mac as well as Kiddie Safe or some random firewall that blocked internet access completely and told some other students who started downloading porn (this was at intermediate, so we were all 12/13 years old).

Got stung just below the eye by a wasp that landed on it and attempted to break my skull in primary.

 

[thundra]

I was a loner. I never did anything awesome or cool I just hanged with my friend and talked about video games, movies and stuff.

 

[DarkhoIlow]

Not particularly awesome, but in 7th grade after getting a 10/10 in my piano exams I decided it would be awesome to celebrate by sliding on a small iced ground in front of my gym class. Which led to me slipping and hitting the back of my head but not too badly.

Queue amnesia for like 2 hours where I had no idea what year it was, where I was etc..and luckily for me that my colleagues found me and took me to where my mom was working downtown.

Because of that I no longer have memories before that event happened (my childhood) only minor fragments and flashbacks, but nothing too concrete.

 

[TheRightToArmBears]

On our last day, we turned our friend's car into a pirate galley (using copious amounts of cardboard), dressed up as pirates and drove slowly around the school, shouting 'ARRR ME HEARTIES!', shooting people with water pistols and throwing chocolate coins at them.

Given how much of a bunch of assholes my school's management were, there were strangely relaxed about any of the hijinks people got up to on last day. Apparently some other people in my year tried to release a sheep into the Humanities block, I didn't see it myself but that must have been where they drew the line- they didn't seem very impressed.

 

[kailus13]

In English class we were given an assignment to write from the perspective of a person at a party. I wrote it from the perspective of a person who didn't want to be there, hiding in the kitchen and deflecting conversations.

My teacher and the entire class praised me for understanding a girl's perspective do well, and it was put into a sort of "best of year" book that you could buy.

Trouble is, I was writing from my perspective. I'm a dude.