Weird People You Went To School With - And where they are today

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Everyone had at least one strange but memorable classmate. Tell us about yours here.

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I went to school with a girl named Dawn who I really liked at first, she was quiet and had a few of the same interests. When she got comfortable at her new school and got a good idea of what the people around her were like, stuff got weird. She befriended people from all different social groups and managed to be shunned by all of them. Dawn spent the night with a really popular girl and before bed she said she needed to say her prayers and pretended to speak in tongues and said she was praying to Satan and the girl never spoke to her again. She would tell sob stories, like she got in trouble for getting a "B" on a test but her 10-year-old brother stole a car and didn't even get grounded. It didn't take long for everyone to realize how full of crap she was. Dawn once told us that he mom and her mom's friends would routinely make fun of her breasts for being too big (even though she couldn't have been more than an A-cup.)

It got worse in high school. She would lie about having headaches just so she could leave school or lie about being in abusive relationships to get sympathy. She once bragged about how her mom made her go to counseling and she lied about stuff to make the counselor think she was bi-polar because she "thought it would be funny to trick him." Dawn once called a mutual friend and told her she cut her wrists and was bleeding to death. Mutual friend started to cry and told her mom, and her mom drove them both to Dawn's house. Dawn's mom came out and they told her what happened. She made Dawn come outside and show that she was fine and hadn't cut herself. Not only Dawn but also her mom thought this was very funny.

After seven years of being in school with her I went to my first college class...and there she was again. She still lied all the time but it was less dramatic and she didn't try to rope anyone else into her drama, which I guess was progress in some small way.
 
There was a dumbass kid at the high school I went to that thought that Pinky & the Brain and Looney Tunes was owned by Disney, thinks Shigeru Miyamoto is both the creator of the awful Mario cartoons (which he somehow thought surpassed the games in popularity) and Italian (because Mario is Italian), that eggplants were eggs, bragged about how he was practically raised by television, and believed the World Trade Center is still up, just painted invisible. And no, I'm not making any of this up.
He's incarcerated now.
 
A girl who would literally cry in EVERY lesson. Every single one all day. This continued from age 11 at least until she left the school at 18. It was so frequent that teachers gave up on sending her out of the class and generally tried to calm her down or ignore her, disrupting the class and taking attention away from other students. She usually said she was upset about failing exams but teachers lost patience with her when she aced them and then would still cry about it the lesson after. She also pretended for two years to have an identical twin who was adopted into another family (she photoshopped photos of this to ‘prove’ it) and frequently threatened to throw herself off the top of the school. Oh and she would bring one of those ‘Living Dead’ porcelain dolls to school and play with it/ brush its hair etc whilst in lessons. No idea how nothing was done by the school cos girl had serious issues.

Another girl in my class was a pathological liar, claiming that she’d had two heart and lung transplants, that her baby sister (didn’t exist) was dying of meningitis, that her best friend died on one of the twin towers planes and that she had a bag of weed in her desk (actually oregano). The funniest lie was that her rich stepdad had bought us all pink ghds from overseas (a hot item for the mid-2000s teen girl) but that the ship that was transporting them sank on the way.
 
There was this kid that had a dream where all the hot girls tied him to his bed and took turns fucking him one by one, and then told them all about it(!!!)

He also wore vampire contacts to school from time to time and always smelled like stale cigarettes, but didn't smoke.
 
Too many to list. Looking back on it, I went to school with a bunch of damaged people.

But there was one kid that I went to grade school with that would spaz out in the middle of class, say weird shit, and tell outrageous lies (like he had a Guile costume for Halloween that could shoot sonic booms). I don't know if he was autistic or what, but he had this obsession with spoiling things for me without even spoiling. For example, I was reading Moby Dick and he "spoiled" the ending by telling me the whale dies and laughed that he spoiled it for me...but I had already seen the movie and knew that wasn't how the story ended. He told me my NFL team of choice sucked because they lost to his team in the Super Bowl "like 10 times!", which even if I wasn't aware of past Super Bowls, I would at least know that what he was saying was impossible considering both of our teams were in the same conference. I guess he was trying to be a troll, but like the worst troll ever.

I remember one time at a sleepover party, we were all playing the first Mario Party on N64 and the dude unplugged my controller as I was about to win one of the minigames. (Why do I get the feeling that this is something DSP would have done as a kid?).

My friends got between us instantly because they probably assumed I was going to get up and murder him. I never got that passionate about video games and didn't beat his ass, but I think everyone else in the room expected me too (one or two of them might have even wanted me to do it).
 
There was this one time in class, I don’t exactly remember the context, but our teacher was talking about authority figures or something and ask the class if we could name any. In this class, there was this fat, red head, special needs kid, that really understands what didn’t understand the question so he asked if she could explain what he was supposed to say. So to the best of her ability, she tried to make it clear to him what an authority figure is without giving an example (police men, fire fighters, etc.) This nigga looked her in the eye and said, “oh, you mean like the klu klutz klan?” Everyone flipped there shit.
 
It was me. I was undersocialized and weird and if anybody tried to be friends with me I'd get confused and then turn aggressive and get hostile. The only friends I made lasted maybe 10 minutes but they were all on that same kind of level. I think my favorite was the French exchange student who told me that all American women were fat and hideous, but in France all of the women were beautiful, and all of the horses were wild. He had a kind of soft, distant look in his eyes, like he was drawing from a profound truth. I believed him.
 
There were actually two very odd people I went to high school with. Their names were Joey and Matthew.

The school I went to was very small. Only about 13 people total in the high school. One of the freshmen there was named Joey. Joey had to be about 300-400 pounds and he was super short. He is best known for being a brony. He created a brony cult in the school and he was the leader. Usually at lunch, he’d get together with his other members of the brony cult and talk about all things My Little Pony. One time, someone at the brony cult loudly inquired, “what pony would you want to f****” to everyone’s horror. Later on, this guy Joey wrote a My Little Pony fanfiction involving the Mane cast and other students at the school. One of my friends was named “the fat Jew” in this fan fiction, which was ironic considering that my friend was at least half Joey’s size. Near the end of the year, we all went to the pool for an end-of-the-year party and Joey was shirtless. He had very low-hanging man boobs and he would do Tarzan yells with his boobs wobbling to and fro, and proceeded to make people’s eyes bleed.

This other guy was named Matthew. This was at the same school that had around 13 people. I was the only girl high school student. He was a senior and I was a junior. When I met this guy, he was wearing an ankle bracelet. That was already suspicious enough. He introduced himself to me by telling me his entire traumatic backstory. Most days, he would openly ogle at me. It wouldn’t have been as bad if he weren’t so obvious about it. Anyway, this guy Matthew had a violent streak as well. He would punch people and not get in trouble for it. He was also very messy and would manage to destroy everything he touched. I would also like to add that he was the only student that had to be accompanied by his mom on field trips. There was one day he called his mom Cruella D’evil because she was doing something he didn’t like. On a different field trip, he got jealous of the kids that got popcorn and snacks for a movie and our school didn’t. Similarly, at the end-of-the-year pool party, he threw a fit that he couldn’t get another bag of chips and was nearly sent back to school for that. To top this all off, he gave me the nickname “Cheesecake”. Unsurprisingly, his favorite restaurant was the Cheesecake Factory. To add to this creepiness, he one time put one of my friends against a wall and said that he “wanted to paint him” while he was holding one of those rolly paintbrushes. My friend said that if he could go back, he probably would have drop kicked him for that. Another thing he liked to do was insult people. Despite his obvious crush on me, he would insult my skills and said that the salsa I made wasn’t good (this cooking was a part of one of the classes we took). When I was making that salsa, he said he “wanted to cut things too”. For the odd wording, it creeped many people out that he just wanted to cut things. At least I didn’t possibly give people food poisoning. Matthew made raw fried chicken in that class and fed it to other students. When Matthew graduated, everyone was happy. We were all given awards in this school for various qualities we possessed for things like patience, helpfulness, diligence, etc. Matthew got “most enthusiastic”. The friend with the paintbrush incident added to this by saying that the actual award was “most enthusiastic to rape you” as a joke. During my senior year in that school, I asked some of the teachers about their experiences with Matthew. They said that they were relieved that he was gone.

I don’t know where any of these people are now, but I wouldn’t be surprised to see Matthew in jail. Joey could either be dead from how fat he is or possibly still writing My Little Pony fan fiction. I have no idea, but it would be very hard to track.
 
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I sat next to a guy named George that liked to sniff cars in the parking lot before and after school. He only sniffed cars if they had blonde chicks in them. I had seen him doing this several times before asking him about it. He played it off saying it was mostly for the hell of it, but I saw that look he got when he was doing his deed.

I had a compulsive liar in one of my classes. He was always going on about his father, how the guy was in the airforce and all that. We all knew it was bullshit. He would claim different jets or ranks all the time. Twice he mentioned another countries' aircraft type. He was also the head of the Smash Bros Club that the school had. He really thought he was the next hottest shit. I guess I was a little crazy as well. I knew the liar was allergic to peanuts, so I would always eat my peanut butter sandwiches or crackers before having to interact with him. I don't think I ever got him. Or maybe that was a lie too...I don't know.
 
Actually, she did. I didn't want to make my post about her too long but there was an accusation against a teacher at our school and he was fired. It wasn't that he raped her but it was "alleged misconduct."
I hate using the word "toxic" in this connotation, but it really is the best way to describe a person like that.
 
I went to middle and high school with a guy who told everyone he was a warlock. He was gay (everyone suspected but he came out at some point after high school) but he told people he had a girlfriend who lived in Egypt and that his aunt did pyramid excavations. He was tall (for his age but a pretty normal height for an adult) and he had a giant head. He also brought tarot cards to school and did "readings" but they always involved him laughing at people and not telling them what the readings meant. A teacher eventually took them from him.

To make a long story very short I tried to be his friend because he didn't have any. He talked about how close he was with his sisters but didn't have any friends in our class. He was nice to me for about a week then for a really dumb reason he started to bully me. To this day it's perplexing to me why a person with no friends would bully someone nice to them but this was a pattern with anyone else who was nice to him. He ended up telling me his sister made a voodoo doll of me and that he helped her by stealing three of my hairs when he was behind me in line. I'd never been bullied to this extent before and didn't know what to do so when he told me she was going to set the doll on fire and kill me I went home from school crying and told my parents.

No joke, my mom told my dad and my dad drove to the guy's house, just walked in without knocking and threatened him. His parents called the police but when my dad explained to them about how he was bullying me and threatened my life his parents were surprisingly understanding and weren't mad at me or my dad after that. He was told not to talk to me anymore and he didn't.

I have another great story about this guy but I don't want to make this post too long so I'll post it later.
 
I sat next to a guy named George that liked to sniff cars in the parking lot before and after school. He only sniffed cars if they had blonde chicks in them. I had seen him doing this several times before asking him about it. He played it off saying it was mostly for the hell of it, but I saw that look he got when he was doing his deed.


That’s probably the weirdest shit I’ve read all week. Then again, it’s only Wednesday.
 
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