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PrintableIstenSzek said: DexMSR said: On our senior trip, a weekend at a camp resort chapparoned by college aged alumns of our highschool, which translates to.....people who graduated with our older brothers and cousins...so it was on!!!
We got to the camp and were already drunk from just the bus ride up there. EVERYONE had to have gotten the memo to smuggle beer and liquor and whatever else moved you back then onto the bus! We got off the buses and to our cabins...and it was a party like no other. Chapparones were nowhere to be seen, they were probably having an orgy...ahem...party of their own! Then came an announcement by the camp director over the loudspeaker. "Attention! The group here from Swissvale High School, please know that your buses will be back in the morning to pick you all up as the noise and the partying is something we cannot and will not condone here at Camp Soles.We have never ever had a group of seniors in the history of us working with your school's Senior Trip act as raucous and abhorrently out of control as you all have displayed today". Had your buses not already left; you all would be back on them and shipped home". "They will be returning first thing in the morning to take you off Camp Sole's property and your administrators will be notified of these circumstances". Then they began raiding all the cabins confiscating liquor, beer and drugs! The girls cabins were closer and they all ran up to the boys cabins alerting us of the raids...so we hid all our shit in the woods until afterwards! Well Hell!!!...that was just something to add even more fuel to the fire!!! We stayed up all night having pantie raids, drinking, making out, YOU NAME IT!!! There were no more senior trips to Camp Soles ever again.....ALL HAIL SWISSVALE'S CLASS OF '83 BITCHES!!!  
that is so cool! that's the kind of lasting impression that makes a difference 
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I remember going to the pep rallies at the beginning of the football season. They were always hilarious because other than the jocks and cheerleaders, no one at my school had any school spirit. Everyone would always be booing at the cheerleaders or randomly yelling that they would rather be in class. By my senior year, they stopped having pep rallies. | |
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IstenSzek said: 
what are some of the most funny and or outrageous memories you have from being in highschool? Besides the memories of a bunch of some guys having crushes on me well once when it was my groups turn to have lunch some students were dancing and so the principles or teaches went to go break it up and so one student threw an open soda bottle at a principle and so then a giant food fight broke out! lol! then one guy in a class told me that he was calmly eating when some guy ran up to him and snatched his sandwich off his plate to throw it at some one! Needless to say the school campus police arrived and they also got food thrown at them, but they were able to calm down the situation! I was close to a tree because I didn't want to get food on my hair or on me!  I really like spicy food. I mostly put Jalapenos on a lot of my food.
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my friend and i made a teacher cry by singing "don't you want me baby" in a death metal voice. | |
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I also remember the homeroom teacher of my senior year tell me that "I had too much attitude!" and I said something like, "Well, it's better to have attitude than to not be liked!"
lol! Then he said "Whatever" and I walked off and I said, "Whatever" too and he just turned around to give me a glare and the other students stared at me, and I was like  So then I was known as the one who stood up to the homeroom teacher.[Edited 5/16/07 12:42pm] I really like spicy food. I mostly put Jalapenos on a lot of my food.
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I think the craziest thing was My Algebra 2 teacher, Mr Robinson. The kids TORMENTED him. Most of it was his own doing though. On the very first day he can in a slammed his books on the table and we all got a taste of what we had heard about him before. It was all about "Damn punk this and Damn Punk that" He walked a tough edge, but all the kids could see right through him.
Everyday he'd stop certain kids from going into his class and would give each a speech and as each one would come in, they would simply crack up. I learned nothing, though it was hilarious. BUT THE BEST was..One day it was storming really hard outside. Thunder, lightning, cats, dogs the whole shebang..when a bolt of lightning hit the tree right outside of the classroom. The loud sound of the BOOM knocked Mr Robinson off balance and it was if he'd been stuck as he FLEW to the other side of the room. Talk about frightening/funny at the same time Christian Zombie Vampires | |
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On senior skip day, a whole bunch of girls from my class went to breakfast at Perkins -- and then a few of us got stoned on the way to the park where we were having our picnic. I got all paranoid and spent a couple of hours hiding in the bathroom because I thought the guys were going to throw me in the lake.
Finally, some of the guys just walked right into the women's bathroom and said, "Okay, c'mon -- we're just gonna throw the lake now and get it over with because you need to join the party." They threw me in (took my arms and legs and gave me the big "ooooone...twooooo...three!") and I had a blast the rest of the day. We don’t mourn artists because we knew them. We mourn them because they helped us know ourselves. | |
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i am guessing high school is the same as secondary school in the UK
i have numerous memories of secondary school mostly from when we were being badly behaved
in the 11yr we had to have a trip away to do a piece of coursework but rather than split the badly behaved people up the school it all its wisdom decided they were more likely to behave if they were together. That week no one slept all through the night everyone was running around the corridors hiding in each others rooms to the point the teachers were sleeping on the stairs to try and prevent the girls (upstairs) and boys (downstairs) from mixing on the last night/morning they took apart all the bunk beds (100ish) and put all the bits including the bedding in the seperate rooms right down to the screws and nuts on the rooms on the lower floor the pushed the stuff against the door so no one could get in and climbed out through the windows shutting them behind them. Also on that visit one girl was knocked unconcious by everyone running away from the teachers and various other things were damaged our visit was the last visit to that field centre and i havent heard of any trips away again our year group was kinda bad alot of the time our tutor group had 5 tutors in one year because they kept leaving with stress i remember in one class some of the people i know locked the teacher in a cupboard and nobody let her out until the cleaners found her that afternoon even though other classes had been in throughout the day
The worse that our year group did was during yr12 when we were mixed with the yr13 (also known as 6thform) we had inspectors in and were threatened that if people didnt behave everyone would regret it (dunno why our year wasnt that bad ) so the whole year group decided to behave but just not the way they would normally everyone wore bright coloured suits and hawaian shirts etc as long as the colours clashed it was fine (it was more like the clowns circus than anything else) and everyone decided to be gay for the week the boys took it quite seriously holding each others hands sitting on each other kissing and the inspectors were everytime they walked through
on the last day they were inspecting everyone wore black (including eyeliner and lipstick on both boys and girls) and followed the inspectors around the teachers nearly killed us all
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Paradisekiss03 said: I also remember the homeroom teacher of my senior year tell me that "I had too much attitude!" and I said something like, "Well, it's better to have attitude than to not be liked!"
lol! Then he said "Whatever" and I walked off and I said, "Whatever" too and he just turned around to give me a glare and the other students stared at me, and I was like So then I was known as the one who stood up to the homeroom teacher.
[Edited 5/16/07 12:42pm] BAD ASS!! ...i use to be like afraid of teachers..i didn't have a converstation with any of my teachers.. | |
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I remember Freshman year, there was this guy who looked exactly like Prince. Well, a couple inches taller. But his hair...it was Purple Rain Era (and the year was 1984) and he had it nailed. One day, I'm not sure what the occasion was, but class had just been chewed out and we were trying to self-police some quiet until the teacher returned. I think I made a smartass remark. The 'younger Prince' slammed his fist into my chestbone! It totally knocked the wind out of me...I couldn't catch my breath let alone talk. This was also the year where I got called out in class for supplying 'Judas' as an answer to 'which saint...' on a History quiz.
I got a lot more clothes conscious Sophomore year. One day, I dropped a bunch of $ at Bernie's on 3rd & Union (now Benaroya Hall) and since my ride was at school, I ran uphill to school - about a mile - where I decided I had to use the bathroom quick. I had to run up 3 floors to find a working bathroom. Get to the stand up urinal, unzip...and I pass out. I came to with a sore skull, on my back on the bathroom floor, thankful it was after hours. The pastel pink cargo pants, matching pink suspenders and powder blue with yellow paisly shirt were not soiled, stolen, or harmed. Junior Year brought a Contemporary Issues class with a completely dysfunctional teacher. Aside from spiking his coffee, disappearing for '2-day follow ups' and showing up to school with the occasional odd sore on his face, there was one occasion during a test when he was tucking his shirt...front, back...a little posterior dislodging...to top off a lot of uncouth undergarment adjustment by smelling the tips of his fingers. Junior year was also my last confession. Senior year I was a lot more outgoing. Finally started making some friends. It really wasn't as memorable, being bereft of those existentially inept moments... "I got the devil in me, girl." - 'John the Baptist', Afghan Whigs
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b3xy said: i remember in one class some of the people i know locked the teacher in a cupboard and nobody let her out until the cleaners found her that afternoon even though other classes had been in throughout the day
omg. that poor woman. it must have been a traumatic experience for her 
but still 
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b3xy said: i am guessing high school is the same as secondary school in the UK
i have numerous memories of secondary school mostly from when we were being badly behaved
in the 11yr we had to have a trip away to do a piece of coursework but rather than split the badly behaved people up the school it all its wisdom decided they were more likely to behave if they were together. That week no one slept all through the night everyone was running around the corridors hiding in each others rooms to the point the teachers were sleeping on the stairs to try and prevent the girls (upstairs) and boys (downstairs) from mixing on the last night/morning they took apart all the bunk beds (100ish) and put all the bits including the bedding in the seperate rooms right down to the screws and nuts on the rooms on the lower floor the pushed the stuff against the door so no one could get in and climbed out through the windows shutting them behind them. Also on that visit one girl was knocked unconcious by everyone running away from the teachers and various other things were damaged our visit was the last visit to that field centre and i havent heard of any trips away again our year group was kinda bad alot of the time our tutor group had 5 tutors in one year because they kept leaving with stress i remember in one class some of the people i know locked the teacher in a cupboard and nobody let her out until the cleaners found her that afternoon even though other classes had been in throughout the day
The worse that our year group did was during yr12 when we were mixed with the yr13 (also known as 6thform) we had inspectors in and were threatened that if people didnt behave everyone would regret it (dunno why our year wasnt that bad ) so the whole year group decided to behave but just not the way they would normally everyone wore bright coloured suits and hawaian shirts etc as long as the colours clashed it was fine (it was more like the clowns circus than anything else) and everyone decided to be gay for the week the boys took it quite seriously holding each others hands sitting on each other kissing and the inspectors were everytime they walked through
on the last day they were inspecting everyone wore black (including eyeliner and lipstick on both boys and girls) and followed the inspectors around the teachers nearly killed us all
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Spookymuffin said: b3xy said: i am guessing high school is the same as secondary school in the UK
i have numerous memories of secondary school mostly from when we were being badly behaved
in the 11yr we had to have a trip away to do a piece of coursework but rather than split the badly behaved people up the school it all its wisdom decided they were more likely to behave if they were together. That week no one slept all through the night everyone was running around the corridors hiding in each others rooms to the point the teachers were sleeping on the stairs to try and prevent the girls (upstairs) and boys (downstairs) from mixing on the last night/morning they took apart all the bunk beds (100ish) and put all the bits including the bedding in the seperate rooms right down to the screws and nuts on the rooms on the lower floor the pushed the stuff against the door so no one could get in and climbed out through the windows shutting them behind them. Also on that visit one girl was knocked unconcious by everyone running away from the teachers and various other things were damaged our visit was the last visit to that field centre and i havent heard of any trips away again our year group was kinda bad alot of the time our tutor group had 5 tutors in one year because they kept leaving with stress i remember in one class some of the people i know locked the teacher in a cupboard and nobody let her out until the cleaners found her that afternoon even though other classes had been in throughout the day
The worse that our year group did was during yr12 when we were mixed with the yr13 (also known as 6thform) we had inspectors in and were threatened that if people didnt behave everyone would regret it (dunno why our year wasnt that bad ) so the whole year group decided to behave but just not the way they would normally everyone wore bright coloured suits and hawaian shirts etc as long as the colours clashed it was fine (it was more like the clowns circus than anything else) and everyone decided to be gay for the week the boys took it quite seriously holding each others hands sitting on each other kissing and the inspectors were everytime they walked through
on the last day they were inspecting everyone wore black (including eyeliner and lipstick on both boys and girls) and followed the inspectors around the teachers nearly killed us all
will post more as i remember what school do you go to?one just outside london i miss it now i have left it uni just aint the same lol we had some mad teachers though one once chased one of my friends around the food classroom trying to burn him on the back with a hot baking tray because she thought he had burnt his biscuits on purpose the worse thing was they werent even his biscuits she also pushed a girl down 2 flights of stairs for no reason loads of teachers used to swear at us and alot of them had hit kids thrown chairs at them smashed windows nothing was ever done about it
one time we had a new teacher and everyone was messing around swearing etc and she turned around and shouted the next person to swear would be sent to the head-mistress as sson as her back was turned someone swore under their breath she turned around and started shouting at everyone say whoever swore had toown up know one did so she sent the whole class to the headteacher who opened the door asked why everyone was there it was explained and she turned around and told everyone to fcuk off one of my mates spent 4 1/2 days outside the heads office trying to talk to her about something (cant even remember what but only something little lol) he just refused to move she called the police in in the end to move him and suspended him for about 2 weeks and our school used to have massive fights between the other schools in the area to the point they had to call the riot police out on at least 2/3 occasions i make my school seem really bad it never seemed that bad when i was there and i was one of the good ones i left it up to the others to be stupid and mess up there own livesWith Love there is no Death | |
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weepingwall said: Paradisekiss03 said: I also remember the homeroom teacher of my senior year tell me that "I had too much attitude!" and I said something like, "Well, it's better to have attitude than to not be liked!"
lol! Then he said "Whatever" and I walked off and I said, "Whatever" too and he just turned around to give me a glare and the other students stared at me, and I was like So then I was known as the one who stood up to the homeroom teacher.
[Edited 5/16/07 12:42pm] BAD ASS!! ...i use to be like afraid of teachers..i didn't have a converstation with any of my teachers.. lol! I'd do it again if I ever saw that weirdo! I mean that teacher had the tendency to stare at people, and not nice stare, but a mean stare like this .I really like spicy food. I mostly put Jalapenos on a lot of my food.
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b3xy said: Spookymuffin said: what school do you go to?one just outside london i miss it now i have left it uni just aint the same lol we had some mad teachers though one once chased one of my friends around the food classroom trying to burn him on the back with a hot baking tray because she thought he had burnt his biscuits on purpose the worse thing was they werent even his biscuits she also pushed a girl down 2 flights of stairs for no reason loads of teachers used to swear at us and alot of them had hit kids thrown chairs at them smashed windows nothing was ever done about it
one time we had a new teacher and everyone was messing around swearing etc and she turned around and shouted the next person to swear would be sent to the head-mistress as sson as her back was turned someone swore under their breath she turned around and started shouting at everyone say whoever swore had toown up know one did so she sent the whole class to the headteacher who opened the door asked why everyone was there it was explained and she turned around and told everyone to fcuk off one of my mates spent 4 1/2 days outside the heads office trying to talk to her about something (cant even remember what but only something little lol) he just refused to move she called the police in in the end to move him and suspended him for about 2 weeks and our school used to have massive fights between the other schools in the area to the point they had to call the riot police out on at least 2/3 occasions i make my school seem really bad it never seemed that bad when i was there and i was one of the good ones i left it up to the others to be stupid and mess up there own lives
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Have fun in school to all of those still in school! I really like spicy food. I mostly put Jalapenos on a lot of my food.
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omg -- it's been too long since i read a good isten thread. he always cracks me up! and his posts are always margined so tidy! Lars!  noituloveryxesevolasildnaydnew
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omg -- it's been too long since i read a good isten thread. he always cracks me up! and his posts are always margined so tidy! Lars!
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I got out-slicked by a cool English teacher who knew my older brother well, always would ask me how he was doing. Anyway, I was out in the halls fucking around and he spotted me from the other corridor at the other end of the building, so I sprinted up the steps and then made a madd dash to the other side of the building, but UPSTAIRS hoping to fool him into thinking it wasn't me he seen DOWNSTAIRS....he called me.....I walked up...controlling my breathing.....and he just grabbed my wrist and felt my fucking pulse!! He asked....why is your heart beating so fast.....BUSTED!!!
We both laughed and I was like...man...only you would bust me like this man!! And he told me he was telling my brother on me as he let me go!!  The man who does not read good books has no advantage over the man who cannot read them. -- Mark Twain.
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DexMSR said: I got out-slicked by a cool English teacher who knew my older brother well, always would ask me how he was doing. Anyway, I was out in the halls fucking around and he spotted me from the other corridor at the other end of the building, so I sprinted up the steps and then made a madd dash to the other side of the building, but UPSTAIRS hoping to fool him into thinking it wasn't me he seen DOWNSTAIRS....he called me.....I walked up...controlling my breathing.....and he just grabbed my wrist and felt my fucking pulse!! He asked....why is your heart beating so fast.....BUSTED!!!
We both laughed and I was like...man...only you would bust me like this man!! And he told me he was telling my brother on me as he let me go!! Cool! I really like spicy food. I mostly put Jalapenos on a lot of my food.
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