Share Your School Stories - Weirdos, freaks, and idiots (self-inclusion optional)

The sad thing about school stories is that they're totally unverifiable, the craziest shit is covered by the administration and becomes myth, living on the rumors and greentext.

Like how my high school's 2005 production of Nineteen Eighty-Four made the third act like softcore bondage. O'Brien was played a teenage girl in leather (or pleather, more likely) and Winston was tied to a chain link fence gate.

It certainly made an impression in my teenage mind.
 
I was 10 years old in a school that no longer exists due to Covid-19. It was raining that day, so we had to go to indoor recess and all of the other elementary school students were there playing shit. There were strict rules and we couldn't use gym materials. There were a lot of female students and there were closed rooms that we werent allowed to go to. So I had a boner on my tiny child wee wee. I was fantasizing about grabbing my crush into there and kissing the whole recess. When I was about to go to the gym bathroom and "masturbate" or just try to orgasm, recess was over and we had to go to lunch. The girl that I had a crush on since I was 8 until I was 10 was one which I would autistically go around grabbing flowers from the grass and give them to her and I would have huge autistic meltdowns when the teachers didn't let me do so or gave me detention (they put me in special ed for 1 year for that shit). I also fantasized about being married with her in Minecraft with comes alive mod when I got home after school. So technically then we had to go to lunch and I had no social skills and was unable to form friendships or have any self awareness, so I didn't find any empty tables so I kept wandering around like a retard. A teacher angrily told me to "find a seat and sit, NOW" so I got autistic meltdown in the cafeteria because I couldn't stand the teachers yelling at me like that and I threw my lunch box around with the silverware. They were almost going to put me in special ed again but I got moved schools and I was given self-aware meds and became more "normal" over the course of many years. I also already got so many detentions by the time I was 10 due to the fact that the school couldn't handle me and had to lock me in the library during recess and force me to be quiet, which meant that I couldn't talk to myself like I always did at that time.
 
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I was 10 years old in a school that no longer exists due to Covid-19. It was raining that day, so we had to go to indoor recess and all of us elementary school students were there playing shit. There were strict rules and we couldn't use gym materials. There were a lot of female students and there were closed rooms that we werent allowed to go to. So I had a boner on my tiny child wee wee. I was fantasizing about grabbing my crush into there and kissing the whole recess. When I was about to go to the gym bathroom and "masturbate" or just try to orgasm, recess was over and we had to go to lunch. The girl that I had a crush on since I was 8 until I was 10 was one which I would autistically go around grabbing flowers from the grass and give them to her and I would have huge autistic meltdowns when the teachers didn't let me do so or gave me detention (they put me in special ed for 1 year for that shit). I also fantasized about being married with her in Minecraft with comes alive mod when I got home after school. So technically then we had to go to lunch and I had no social skills and was unable to form friendships or have any self awareness, so I didn't find any empty tables so I kept wandering around like a retard. A teacher angrily told me to "find a seat and sit, NOW" so I got autistic meltdown in the cafeteria because I couldn't stand the teachers yelling at me like that and I threw my lunch box around with the silverware. They were almost going to put me in special ed again but I got moved schools and I was given self-aware meds and became more "normal" over the course of many years. I also already got so many detentions by the time I was 10 due to the fact that the school couldn't handle me and had to lock me in the library during recess and force me to be quiet, which meant that I couldn't talk to myself like I always did at that time.
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No real school stories aside from my time at university, which doesn't really count aside from the usual university stories everyone has.
Weirdest shit was being part of the university physics club, it was surprisingly comfy and the club got a small classroom to use as it deemed fit since it wasn't handicap-accessible and the university wasn't going to renovate it. We did have people on crutches every now and then and a guy who was in a wheelchair for a week as part of charity but there were always enough people hanging around to just lift the fucker, wheelchair and all, down some steps into the room. No real autism flare-ups since there were unofficial official rules to not play MTG or talk about politics in the room.

At one point I got an "executive" position as part of the people running the club (basically I just had to make two reports to the faculty every year, handle club finances, and do paperwork) but I also had to deal with the one requisite drama episode every semester. During my first semester in that position one of the female members came up to me saying that another member was being super fucking creepy to her. Everyone knew this guy because he was literally an autistic nigger. Dude had full-blown asperger's, but good intentions. So I took him aside, and told him that I'd gotten that complaint. He seemed shocked - he genuinely didn't know his behavior was being perceived as creepy because he was too autistic to pick up on social cues. So I laid it out for him as if I were trying to make a programming script. Doing this and that in these contexts is creepy, doing this and that in those contexts is not, etc etc. If he had any questions, just ask someone he trusts. And if someone tells him he's being creepy, they're not doing it out of malice. He took it well and I spent the next week quietly just telling everyone in the club that if he's being creepy then they should tell him exactly why and he'll stop.

Well don'tchaknowit by the time I graduated a year later the kid was almost a functional member of society and I didn't hear any complaints at all about him again.
An autist actually learning how to not be a socially-repulsive sack of garbage dogshit? Do my eyes decieve me
Yep. It's rare AF, and the stars have to align juuuust right (loving but no-nonsense parents, teachers who actually give a shit, and the autist genuinely wanting to get better) but it happens.

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An Autistic Nigger Who Also Gradually Learned to Be a Functional Member of Society
 
I got molested by a downie in middle school. The guy used to walk up to me and stroke my thighs but it wasn't tell he grabbed my genitals the school actually did something about him. Even then all they did was get more tard wranglers on him because in their own words it was pointless to punish him because he wouldn't understand the cause and effect.
 
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There was this one profoundly disabled boy in my school system, not sure what it was, but I'll bet high-quality autism.
He wasn't nonverbal, but he would say "um," after every word, and would trip over his words, so a sample of his speech would be, "um, I, um, saw, um, a, um, um, um, a, um, bird!"

When I was a freshman, he was a senior. By the time I got to senior year, he was still there.
For some reason he was in my history class.

One day, the teacher had bagels, and told us we're welcome to them, but we have to get it ourselves and not disrupt class. The Lad wanted a bagel, but was unable to get it himself, and had no dedicated aid.
Teacher had to take 5 minutes to prepare a bagel for him.
 
The student committee at my school is pitching for a twerking contest as a welcome back event.

It will go as well as you'd expect.

One time there was a cookout nearby, all the Black girls started twerking excessively over trap music. Even the dance club joined in. A couple of them even begun to randomly twerk to the closest male around them.

I noped the fuck out of there. Not before taking some food with me.
 
The sad thing about school stories is that they're totally unverifiable, the craziest shit is covered by the administration and becomes myth, living on the rumors and greentext.

Like how my high school's 2005 production of Nineteen Eighty-Four made the third act like softcore bondage. O'Brien was played a teenage girl in leather (or pleather, more likely) and Winston was tied to a chain link fence gate.

It certainly made an impression in my teenage mind.

Hell, in Sixth Grade, there was a school play version of Dracula done as a program for Halloween.

It was the first time I can remember the students at the school being allowed to volunteer for the crew and audition for the cast.

Most of the time if there was a play at the school, it was done by the community theater troupe and they'd tour the schools in the tri-county area.

I actually auditioned and got to play Count Dracula since I was the tallest of the kids and I actually did it pretty well, giving Dracula a fake British accent instead of the usual Bela Lugosi impression.

The budget was practically non-existent since this was a middle school play in a dirt-poor hillbilly area.

As a lot of the costumes were impromptu and since I was tall, I had to provide my own costume. So what I did was take my suit and tie for church since it was a black coat with a white dress shirt, went without the tie and bought a vampire cape from K-Mart and a fake gold medal prop since it was October and you could buy Halloween stuff.

The kid playing Van Helsing had a costume where you could tell the people in charge of costuming and props were trying to imitate the look of the then-recent 2004 Hugh Jackman version, if that movie had a budget of $20 bucks, so it was pretty much my best friend in a cowboy hat and an oversized rain coat.

The Brides of Dracula just wore pajamas for their costumes while the girl playing Jonathan Harker just wore their normal clothes plus a hoodie and sunglasses. I'm still confused by that one.

The girls who played Mina and Lucy costumes were actually decent, typical church clothes and I assume they provided their own outfits like I did.

The acting was awful even by play standards. I at least tried to act and hammed it up badly, but the others just recited their lines by memory and it all came off sounding like that slow monotone way of speaking when they read stuff aloud in class.

The assembly itself was interesting. The gym had a stage since we didn't have a proper auditorium and as such it was deocrated with a bunch of cheap Halloween props like rubber bats, plastic pumpkins and cobwebs, styrofoam tombstones, etc.

Before and after the play itself, they were playing music on a CD boombox with what I assume was a bunch of songs downloaded off of Limewire and burnt onto the cheap blank discs you could buy at Wal-Mart.

Songs included before the play began were the usual stuff like Swan Lake and Toccata and Fugue in D Minor, along with the typical "Halloween" songs like The Monster Mash, Don't Fear The Reaper, and Bad Moon Rising.

When the play ended, the music played again, beginning with "Love Song For A Vampire" with the lights still dimmed (presumably for some artistic effect) and then when the lights went back on, they were playing "Backstreet's Back" for some reason as they walked out in line.

Needless to say, the whole Dracula production was a disaster and as far as I know, the school never attempted a student production ever again.
 
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Both the theater, and the choir did shows every year. In my time, choir's shows were The Music Man, Fiddler on the Roof, Hello Dolly, and....I can't remember the fourth one. Grease, maybe.

The theater did Sweeney Todd, Tom Jones, and "Twelfth Night...with Pirates" (oof)...and again, a fourth one I can't remember.
 
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Needless to say, the whole Dracula production was a disaster and as far as I know, the school never attempted a student production ever again.
NGL, as much as this sounds like an absolute dumpster fire in terms of execution, this also sounds hilarious and I want to give you and your classmates an A for effort simply because it sounds like you tried to have fun even if many of you hammed it up.

Thread tax: In junior high, those of us that arrived early enough would play an impromptu game of touch football on the playground until the bell rung to summon us inside. It wasn't unheard of for the female athletes and tomboys to join in and play, too. One particular morning, a girl received a pass and was running down the field. I'm not sure why he said it, but the star athlete guy from my class tagged her and then yelled, "Give me the ball, or I'll kick you in the pussy!" It was out of character for him to scream something like that because he wasn't one of the two guys in our class notorious for their crudeness. Everyone involved in the game immediately froze in surprise and gave him a WTF look.
 
NGL, as much as this sounds like an absolute dumpster fire in terms of execution, this also sounds hilarious and I want to give you and your classmates an A for effort simply because it sounds like you tried to have fun even if many of you hammed it up.

Thread tax: In junior high, those of us that arrived early enough would play an impromptu game of touch football on the playground until the bell rung to summon us inside. It wasn't unheard of for the female athletes and tomboys to join in and play, too. One particular morning, a girl received a pass and was running down the field. I'm not sure why he said it, but the star athlete guy from my class tagged her and then yelled, "Give me the ball, or I'll kick you in the pussy!" It was out of character for him to scream something like that because he wasn't one of the two guys in our class notorious for their crudeness. Everyone involved in the game immediately froze in surprise and gave him a WTF look.
Did he kick her in the pussy?
 
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In 7th grade, my history teacher somehow managed to get the school to buy her a small lab full of those blue bubble iMacs that had just come out. Probably had something to do with her being blonde, sexy as hell, and always wearing tight outfits and dark eye makeup, but who knows.

We kids were thrilled and never did any work in her class again. We'd spend the whole class on zthing.com watching flash cartoons, or using Napster to download free songs and make CDs and whatever else we wanted to do.

This one spergy Mexican kid named Eddie called me and a few other guys over one day and showed us the shiny new email account he'd just created: korean_child_raper@yahoo.com.

The login password to the account was "sex" and he'd entered his name as "Black Mann" and his profession as "Stalker." We all signed up for so much stuff and sent so many emails to people from that account.

Until one day we got an email from yahoo saying that site policy had changed and we were no longer allowed to have "raper" as part of the address and would be required to change it or it would be deleted. Pretty sure Eddie just let them nuke it.

Another thing about the iMacs was that you could have them play an audio message on startup to greet you. Eddie hated them and called them "iCraps" because in 7th grade in like 1999 he was already a massive PC sperg.

One day he was dicking around and figured out how to change the audio startup message. He did it to a bunch of them with a lot of different messages like "iCrap, do you?" and "iCrap, therefore I am." At some point, he got bored of that and recorded a voice clip onto a CD and changed the greeting on every single one. Probably while the rest of us were in the main room for a test or something.

The next day, the teacher was greeted first thing in the morning by like 16 iMacs screaming in unison, in Eddie's voice at full volume "YEEEEHAW! I SHIT, DO YOU?!"
 
I've got some stories, even though my school years weren't anywhere near as eventful as some of you in here.

Elementary School

  • A kid brought a shot glass to class one day in sixth grade.
  • Several teachers we had were pretty nasty to the kids, particularly in fifth grade. A few notable examples I can think of are when one of them would scream at the whole class when one person did something (or just punish the whole class), and I remember one time during recess when a bunch of kids were sitting out as punishment, the two main teachers were sitting in front of them talking and eating donuts, and I'm pretty sure they were rubbing it in the faces of the kids who were being punished. One of my classmates from that time was also a classmate of mine in late high school, and she remarked once how nasty those teachers were to all of us.
  • One day, we were all outside watching a rocket take off (I grew up in Florida and still live there, so we could see space shuttles go into the sky every now and then), and one of our teachers misheard someone say something, something involving explosions, and she proceeds to chew this one kid out (who may or may not have been actually guilty) and screams at him for how horrible and awful he supposedly was. As punishment, he lost five minutes off recess that day and later on had to write a paper on why what he supposedly said is a "horrible thing to say" as well as a research paper on the Challenger disaster.
Middle School
  • Several staff members came into my last period class one day to search everyone's backpacks for black sharpies. Apparently, some kids had been writing with black sharpies on bathroom mirrors.
  • The record for the most fights in one week was eleven.
  • Several kids accused me of being gay because I wasn't interested in getting a girlfriend. One of them genuinely believed I was gay and often went out of his way to openly threaten me on a regular basis because of this.
  • Some kid brought a condom to lunch one day.
  • Speaking of lunch, someone tried to light a firecracker in the middle of a lunch table.
  • Another firecracker story: someone on my bus ride home near the end of my first middle school year tried to light one on the bus, and I think the police were actually called.
  • The police were ACTUALLY called one day when we were headed home because I think someone threw something out of a window on the bus.
  • Multiple "games" involving sexual harassment happened on various days among students. I was far from the only kid targeted by these idiots. I tried talking about this to other people later on during my freshman year of high school, and I was mocked by several people (as to be expected by male victims of sexual harassment by females) except a friend of mine who offered me sympathy later on.
  • On a separate occasion, I was propositioned by a bisexual kid (we're both male; he actually had a son before he graduated high school).
  • Some kid brought weed on the bus ride home one day (no, this had nothing to do with the cops being called from the other example). No one got high, but a ton of us very clearly smelled weed.
  • Someone called in a bomb threat to my school one day. None of the parents were called until after school was over, and I don't think the culprit was ever caught.
  • Several kids were caught having sex on campus.
High School
  • Multiple mass shooting threats in the years since I graduated as well as a bomb threat.
  • My high school actually had a nursery for kids who had infants and young toddlers (as one staff member put it to me: "We want our kids to graduate").
  • All of the students were given school-issued laptops. One kid I knew was a gay kid who had furry porn on his laptop and wore a tail to school frequently. He joined the military after he graduated.
  • One kid in one of my science classes accidentally ran over a squirrel in the school parking lot one day. He would get VERY mad when people brought it up.
  • At least three or four people in my grade trooned out sometime during or shortly after high school.
  • I was sick with food poisoning one day. I was in the nurse's office waiting for a family member to come and pick me up, and I was in the adjacent bathroom with it coming out of both ends. I was holding onto a wastebasket and puking into that. When I came out, I told the nurse I had to use the wastebasket, and she got mad at me over it and told me I should have puked into the toilet. Only problem with that is I literally couldn't; if I did that, I would have pooped on the floor. I later on heard a story about how she called a mixed kid a "zebra".
  • We had an event at school related to history, and various people came to school dressed in outfits from different time periods. I came to school dressed as Theodore Roosevelt and stayed in character all day. I even had a massive stick I carried around all day that I found in some guy's yard walking to the bus stop in the morning. "Speak softly, and carry a big stick."
  • I had a male teacher that had a reputation for hitting on female students. He actually got mad at me once for reading ASOIAF when we had free time in class because of the sex scenes. Sounds pretty hypocritical.
  • I almost failed my freshman year of high school because I was horrendous at algebra. I had to be put in a remedial math class for the rest of the year. My sophomore year, I was put in a different algebra class with a bunch of freshmen that weren't that good at math (I barely passed this class, too). The sadly ironic thing is that I have NEVER once used algebra in my adult life, so all that over nothing.
So that's everything I can think of/remember.
 
In 7th grade, my history teacher somehow managed to get the school to buy her a small lab full of those blue bubble iMacs that had just come out. Probably had something to do with her being blonde, sexy as hell, and always wearing tight outfits and dark eye makeup, but who knows.

We kids were thrilled and never did any work in her class again. We'd spend the whole class on zthing.com watching flash cartoons, or using Napster to download free songs and make CDs and whatever else we wanted to do.

This one spergy Mexican kid named Eddie called me and a few other guys over one day and showed us the shiny new email account he'd just created: korean_child_raper@yahoo.com.

The login password to the account was "sex" and he'd entered his name as "Black Mann" and his profession as "Stalker." We all signed up for so much stuff and sent so many emails to people from that account.

Until one day we got an email from yahoo saying that site policy had changed and we were no longer allowed to have "raper" as part of the address and would be required to change it or it would be deleted. Pretty sure Eddie just let them nuke it.

Another thing about the iMacs was that you could have them play an audio message on startup to greet you. Eddie hated them and called them "iCraps" because in 7th grade in like 1999 he was already a massive PC sperg.

One day he was dicking around and figured out how to change the audio startup message. He did it to a bunch of them with a lot of different messages like "iCrap, do you?" and "iCrap, therefore I am." At some point, he got bored of that and recorded a voice clip onto a CD and changed the greeting on every single one. Probably while the rest of us were in the main room for a test or something.

The next day, the teacher was greeted first thing in the morning by like 16 iMacs screaming in unison, in Eddie's voice at full volume "YEEEEHAW! I SHIT, DO YOU?!"
I do remember in middle school that one of the kids downloaded Napster on the photography class computers and was using it to download stupid MP3s like Jedi Advice on Beer or Barney vs. Power Rangers or whatever. I'm surprised nobody got in trouble for it. This was in late 2000 I think? I had LimeWire at home for a little bit but I only downloaded comedy tracks. I don't know what happened to that computer but I can still find the funny shit elsewhere.

I went to a different middle school and apparently they had iMacs for some reason. They were competent machines for what they were but the inability to take files I created home to my Windows PC annoyed me. That's a legitimate criticism IMO but honestly your PC sperg friend sounds hilarious.

Just like your friend Eddie, some kids figured out how to make the computers record sounds with the built-in microphone and we abused the fuck out of that ability. Our computer teacher who already didn't like me very much blamed me for all of it, he was annoyed by "the computer farting" or whatever despite the other kids recording much worse shit.

He said he was calling my parents, but he apparently never did.
 
I do remember in middle school that one of the kids downloaded Napster on the photography class computers and was using it to download stupid MP3s like Jedi Advice on Beer or Barney vs. Power Rangers or whatever. I'm surprised nobody got in trouble for it. This was in late 2000 I think? I had LimeWire at home for a little bit but I only downloaded comedy tracks. I don't know what happened to that computer but I can still find the funny shit elsewhere.

I went to a different middle school and apparently they had iMacs for some reason. They were competent machines for what they were but the inability to take files I created home to my Windows PC annoyed me. That's a legitimate criticism IMO but honestly your PC sperg friend sounds hilarious.

Just like your friend Eddie, some kids figured out how to make the computers record sounds with the built-in microphone and we abused the fuck out of that ability. Our computer teacher who already didn't like me very much blamed me for all of it, he was annoyed by "the computer farting" or whatever despite the other kids recording much worse shit.

He said he was calling my parents, but he apparently never did.
In our computer art class we used to download music from Napster or whatever file sharing software was around then (I forget which one). Was pretty funny in hindsight.

There was also an underclassman who was a total ass, so one time when he was in the bathroom or whatever my friend sat at his computer and deleted all his files (this was before screen locking was common). Was funny but didn't do any damage since he had already turned in all of them

Then there was the kid who looked at porn during the class because we figured out how to get around the proxy on the browser software. He got busted but didn't get reported or anything, just a warning from the teacher. Was even funnier because his spot was in front of a window, so anyone walking by could see what he was doing
 
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