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

Marshal Mannerheim

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I'm reposting this from the ”autism you witnessed IRL” thread since I guess this counts as a school story?
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In my French class I sat next to a girl who was known as a politisperg. She was, and still is, the sort of person who gets her politics from TikTok and Instagram memes, and has always enjoyed pretending to be an ”activist” despite never doing anyactual activism.

We were given an assignment where we had to write a French essay about our heroes to prepare us for the GCSE's. Most people just waffled about their family members or a film star. This girl chose to write a pretty lengthy paragraph about Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez.

This would put you on the verge of lolcowdom in and of itself, but it got even funnier when we discovered that she didn't know how to spell AOC's name and didn't know what her policies were, so she just waffled about her ”iconic red lipstick” for the duration of this essay. She then chose to accompany the essay with a printout of AOC's face, with her lips painstakingly coloured in red biro.

Before you ask, she wasn't a sped but was just an incredibly rich white girl who follows politics because she thinks it makes her interesting.
 

Syaoran Li

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Here's a more positive story from elementary school.

Back in the day, we'd have parties for certain holidays. The higher up in grades you got, the less events you did but the ones they always did for all the grades were Halloween, Christmas, and Easter.

So in Sixth Grade, me and a few friends got together a couple weeks before the Halloween party to do a group cosplay. It was me, two girls I was friends with, and another guy.

The group cosplay in question? Inuyasha. No joke.

The two girls already were planning to do cosplays of Kagome and Sango before we came up with the idea to do a group costume and IIRC, they saved up money to get costumes from eBay and one of those Halloween stores that was a couple hours away.

I was going to cosplay as Inuyasha and my other friend was Miroku.

Our costumes were a lot more impromptu. I basically just wore a long-sleeved red shirt and red pajama pants that I already owned and I used some allowance money to buy a cheap pair of cat ears and a granny wig from K-Mart's Halloween costume section to complete the look.

My friend made a Miroku cosplay with black pajamas and a purple beach blanket tied around it, with a crude cardboard staff wrapped in gold duct tape and he was using playing cards as sutra cards.
 

soft bones

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Not too many stories, just some oddities.

There was a group of freshman flute players who'd snuggle in the hallway, meow like cats, and groom each other.

Witnessed a boyfriend/girlfriend couple pop each other's zits in computer class.

In 8th grade, one of the weeb chicks would bring hardcore gay comic book porn and read it outright in class.

The entirety of the Future Farmers of America was cringe all on its own. Never seen so many people limp around in cowboy boots that clearly were never broken in before.
 

Samir

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During my freshman year of high school, I had a biology teacher that previously had some medical job at a nearby airbase. He told an hour-long story about how he had to pull a pickle, a ketchup bottle, and a ping-pong ball out of an airman's rectum when we were supposed to be going over proteins.
 

Marshal Mannerheim

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Weeb chick I used to hang out in school actually DREW hardcore gay porn on the last pages of her notebook, then we had them gathered, and (female) teacher looked real dusgusted handing it back.
A guy I know once wrote a lengthy story about another student's cock, which he described as ”veiny” and ”succulent”. He then left it in the back of his English book.
 

Cabelaz

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My school was right across from a gas station, and apparently every night a black dude would just ominously walk back and forth under the dimly lit pumps. We dubbed him Nigger Phil, and he would rape you if he saw you.
As it turns out, he was a raging drug addict who killed his dealer at the station a few months after I got out. So yeah. Watch out for Nigger Phil.
 

AtheistWestonChandler

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Don't know if this is true but my cousin said that at his school they would throw shite at this teacher when his back was turned. They'd throw half ham sandwiches at the back of his head and apples at the white board above him so apple shite would rain down on him.
One kid hit him with an apple and his head went in to the whiteboard and cracked it.
The teacher turned around, grabbed a heavy book off his desk and threw at some random kid in the front row.
The teacher left shortly after that.
 

Tramadol

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freshman year of high school some dude with a felony warrant pulled up into our parking lot, our school cop recognized him and tried to cuff him but the dude with the warrant tried to run him over, failed and hit a pole. they booked his ass to prison and the sad part was he ended killing himself in jail a few months later
 

Cavalier Cipolla

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Not sure if this counts but here's my story. I decided to not ignore being harassed in class by some two assholes IIRC in 8th grade elementary (1 year before high school in my country). I was in the end given a punishment by that bitch that was our German teacher. That hoe ended up giving ME a note (it was like some sort of strike), not them. And I didn't get to go to some astronomy workshop or whatever, because of that. The school chose my cousin, who didn't even know or care about astronomy. When the class ended I was facing an angry mob that my classmates were and I yeeted the half eaten apple at the bathroom wall, after which it disintegrated, which I found oddly satisfying. Oh, it gets better! That hoe is a real snowflake, as when we were given a task to write some sentences in German, I wrote that my class is a bunch of communists, because nobody allowed me to express my side of the story and I wrote it as a form of protest. I was sent to the school psychologist because of it. Italian minority schools in my area do have some really crap teachers at times.
 

LinkinParkxNaruto[AMV]

I try so hard and got so far
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There was a really weird hippie dude that taught english at my school and would often be very visible high on lolweed, he cried after some edgy kid put ketchup on his seat and just so happened he was wearing white pants that day, there was an uproar when he got up and had his white pants covered in it. I assume he was high that day, having a room full of kids screaming at you is a bad moment to be tripping, dude was super upset and left the school shortly after.

English class in my highschool was weird, almost every asignature was given by veteran teachers who were in the school for many years, but every year they had to get someone new for english, they were all garbage every time, some years there were two or more , that asignature was cursed. Another english teacher made out with a underaged student on a graduation party. she was in her mid 20s and got fired for it
 

Cavalier Cipolla

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I have another one. I etched a swastika on a wooden bench in the school playground with a magnifying glass and solar power. It was also in 8th grade IIRC. I think some fucking asshole snitched on me a few days later, as the PE teacher went to confront me about it. I got off pretty lucky, considering Italian minority schools in my area have a reputation for sucking communist dick, while at the same time praising Gabriele D'Annunzio as a real based chad. I still don't know who snitched. Tomorrow I'm gonna check if the swastika is still there!😂
Good thing it's a 10 minute walk to my elementary school.

'Sup, my navigator?
They could have gone the Filthy Frank route and used "Kokujin"
 
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Marshal Mannerheim

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In an art class we were told to make a piece about a book or short story. I did A Sound of Thunder, my then girlfriend did; I shit you not, The Turner Diaries. I had joked about it but the crazy bitch did it. I miss her.
I could be wrong but wasn't the Turner Diaries really badly written as well as being a flaming white supremacist dumpster fire?
 

Cavalier Cipolla

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During my freshman year of high school, I had a biology teacher that previously had some medical job at a nearby airbase. He told an hour-long story about how he had to pull a pickle, a ketchup bottle, and a ping-pong ball out of an airman's rectum when we were supposed to be going over proteins.
We didn't have any teacher with stories on that level. Nevertheless, the question I immediately asked myself was about how the hell did all of this end up in his rectum in the first place?
 

Harlay de Champvallon

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I don't remember the year or grade, but I was about 10, and a female teacher c. 40 took a real fancy to a boy whom she would have on her lap sometimes stroking him like a pet animal. Needless to say, even in those distant days, this teacher had to go, but for me she just somehow wasn't there anymore. I had quite a succession of weird teachers, one who reputedly threw chairs at pupils, but all I noticed was he disliked teaching, and preferred we play basketball, another was some ginger woman aid worker weirdo.
 

AnOminous

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We didn't have any teacher with stories on that level. Nevertheless, the question I immediately asked myself was about how the hell did all of this end up in his rectum in the first place?
I believe every time this ever happens to anyone, they claim they fell in the shower and these objects just accidentally got rammed up their asses.
 
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