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Miscellaneous => General Chat => Topic started by: ShadowBrain on June 24, 2007, 09:49:31 AM
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Assuming you still go to school, what's it like? No, this isn't one of those "favorite classes" threads, or "Oh, no, school's started up again did yours?" threads. It's more like...is school set up like you want/expect? Do you have excessive problems with gangs, drugs and teenge pregnancies? Just want to gripe or praise the whole educational system in general? Go ahead, as long as you don't get caught posting this at school; It's probably blocked, anyway (hey, there's another thing to talk about!).
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Aren't people out of school by now?
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Yeah, at the end of June, hardly anyone is in school.
Many of the sites I frequent (this one, Kingdom of Loathing, some of the other forums I'm a member of) aren't blocked at my school. MySpace is definitely blocked, and I don't have access to the kind of downloads I did during my first year there (more than a gig of ROMs because they were in a format that the school's blocker didn't see...I still haven't played some of them, and probably never will), but other than that...
Oh, and I can use mIRC at school.
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We just pwn everyone.
I use bpsurf.net to bypass the myspace/etc. filters. Back in my freshman year (I'll be a senior this year) they didn't block anything. Newgrounds, myspace, and everything was unblocked. Good times, good times.
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I go to a decent school with decent facilities and decent people. Basically, there's never much of a problem with anything.
Except for the fact that I usually run into very moronic people at least once a day. You know, the types that make you wonder why they even bother coming if they're not there to do anything productive. And the friends of my friends aren't people I can usually tolerate because they're just highly annoying in so many different ways.
Most of the sites I visit aren't blocked, but the filters can be very wacky when I try to go to YouTube.
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I'm not implying that people are in school now. Just... how was it before break? Post here year after year (I'll get my school critiques up later... boy, is there a lot) if you like.
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I got to a Catholic Private school, so I doubt many bad things happen as do at other schools. However, in my Religion class, all juniors took an anonymous survey about sex and drugs, and apparently half the class has some involvement in drugs, while a very small fraction has commited sexual acts. Which at first made me feel left out! I mean, all this sex and drugs going around, and I'm being left out of all this! Of course, I don't really want to be a part of that...
One problem I had this last year was my English class. The teacher and I just didn't match. That shouldn't matter, but he spent a very small amount of time teaching us English and instead spent most of the time either persuading us to take his view on random subjects he would just introduce, telling gruesome stories of his past, informing us of every problem in the world like terminal diseases and cases of rape, or just criticizing us all as though each student was exactly the same. And he would do all this with pauses that were too long. He would spend class periods talking in Spanish and Norwegian for no apparent reason except to prove he could. I really thought he ought to see a therapist, because there never seemed to be a central point to what he talked about, except to get things off his chest.
One time he started class by having us analyze a poem by Ben Jonson(sp?), but as soon as we started, he spent forty-five minutes talking about how we would all grow up to be overweight and uncomfortable with ourselves. And he was smiling as though he was counting on it. It was so sickening that I had to raise my hand and start analyzing the poem, to the rest of the class's disappointment (because they don't care much for English, apparently). So basically I stood up and started shouting the meaning of the poem for about five minutes, until I slowly lost blood sugar and sat back down as others continued the discussion of the poem's meaning.
It's true that I overreacted, and I don't give the teacher enough credit: he was a decent teacher when he set his mind to lecturing us about English, which happened at some point almost every period. But really, he could've spent more time teaching English than relating random childhood experiences. In the end I stopped expecting so much from him and learned to deal with his shenanigans by making some sarcastic comment to myself or vocalizing some joke to ease the tension in the room: he would get too far into some of his bleaker stories. I probably should have accepted him the way he was than hoped for him to change. After all, I control my own attitude more than anything else. But it sure felt good to shout the meaning of a poem to the whole class.
Wow, that story is filled with so many hypocritical holes. I ended up with an A- too, so I shouldn't complain. Too late... 9_9 Anyway, he wasn't my favorite teacher, but I got through the class and probably learned something in the end. Isn't that what's important?
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You go to a Catholic school? Sweet! I wish I had the money to go to a Christian private school....
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Yeah, it cost a lot, and all my older siblings are in college, so we've been moving to smaller houses each year to help with money.
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Yeah. We only have one income at the price of keeping my mother home.
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My high school is... okay. Some of the teachers are excellent, some are pretty evil. Some fellow students are excellent, a lot are pretty evil (and why is it always in P.E.?!). We don't have any lunch restrictions unless you have a bad record or something, meaning we can go anywhere and do or eat anything we want before time is up. I can't wait to drive... burgers and sub sandwiches, woo-hoo. I'll need a job for that, though, as Jack-In-The-Box and Subway are gonna cost me more than the grocery store did and $20 a week from my parents won't cover it so easily.
But we have a lot of gangs' graffiti (as well as the "Push button, receive bacon" joke in one of the bathrooms... just thought I'd brighten someone's day! I was only in there to dry a microscope slide for biology). NORTE! SUR! I wish they'd just... ugh. There's also a TON of dots on the sidewalks--gum. None of it's mine, I'm no litterbug. I throw my gum in the trash. But a lot of teachers allow gum chewing, yes. Some don't. I'm good enough to make any gum in my mouth inconspicuous, though. The pool is good, though--it was clean but the chlorine didn't make my eyes burn that badly.
I didn't only walk to the grocery store or small Mexican restaurant for lunch, though. Sometimes I stayed in one classroom... The member, Captain Jim, had his GameCube in the cupboard there (and I think he left his copy of SSBM there by accident... oops!). His mom's a teacher, and awesome, so we got to smash each other. Wish there were a way for more than four players to play, though. Turns were always taken fairly, of course... Well I guess it's just less controllers destroyed. The padding on two control sticks gone... Glad none of mine were there! :D
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At my school some people could call it ok. Except I can't. There are at least 3 fights everyday, that includes fistfights, food fights, and verbal fights.
Some of the teachers were nice and others you have nightmares about. My math teacher was the worst, because she was 63 years old, had horrible frizzy hair, and you could practically see her bones. When she was doing percents she would call on the heaviest and the lightest people in the class and weigh them. Either she knew she was embarrassing them or she didn’t, but either way she was. If you raised your hand she would just wave at yo, then later if you said you didn’t understand she would ask you why you didn’t raise your hand. And if you answered something wrong, she would either throw something at you or hit you with her yardstick. Then at the end of class, before the bell rang, she would read you something from Grossoligy. And on the last day of school she kept you in the classroom for another 2 minutes because she wanted to tell the class who failed math. Now that’s just math but I don’t to bore you anymore, because I might get banned. :)
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Fights, we have. I'm sure lots of schools do. There are light, stupid fights, the ones around which everyone stands and tries to get a good look before the police get there (it happens! I was actually still playing my DS, I hope I wasn't in anyone's way...), swear wars (I am an unbreakable boulder of clean comments), and more. And you see them just walking to your next class--just keep your distance, don't say anything, take no notice.
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When I got my DS, I was able to openly play it in science class, because I had my work for the day done within 20 minutes, and we never had homework. I also listened to my MP3 player during class.
I probably won't be able to do either of those this year...
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I almost walked into a fight.
I was walking down the hallway reading The Catcher in the Rye (terrible book IMO), not looking up, just going where my feet knew to take me. When I looked up I saw a guy not a meter away from me about to throw a punch. Seeing people just standing there and not on the lunch lines (this was in the hallway containing the cafeterias and kitchen) confused me. I quickly walked backwards finally realizing a fight was going on. One of the participants of said fight took his shirt off, as if it was the perfect occasion to.
When I got to where I was going (the band room, I had a free period, and didn't feel like eating lunch yet), I told a few people about how I almost walked into two guys beating each other up.
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One of the participants of said fight took his shirt off, as if it was the perfect occasion to.
I really like this sentence for some reason.
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O_o... Okay... Weird.
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...........................................................................Someone fetch me Pac-Man.
John told me he inadvertently walked right into an imminent gang fight without even knowing. "I was walking to wherever I was going and stopped suddenly 'cause I noticed there were two groups on either side of me, so I said 'Hey guys, what's going on?' That's when someone grabbed me and pulled me out of the way and said 'YOU TRYING TO KILL YOURSELF?!' and I look back at them and they're trying to kill each other..." Gangs are weird. Why? To what purpose do you form a gang and fight another? Someone trip you by accident when you were four? I know the drugs have to have something to do with it...
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Oh, gangs these days. Always getting into trouble.
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Anyway, if there are gangs at my school, I haven't seen them. Mine is smaller than most high schools in the area (only about 600 students at mine). A lot of them pretend to be in a gang but probably aren't.
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(only about 600 students at mine)
...Max, you think that's small? My high school has a little over 100 students. The upside of this is that classes (except for PE and band) are small (most contain less than 20 students). The downside is that rumors get around even more quickly.
I got into a fight with one of the juniors last year. Neither of us were seriously hurt, and neither of us got into any trouble, even though it was in the middle of class and at least one teacher watched it happen.
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You know what? I actually like school. I mean, I can't stand the stupidity of some people, but if they weren't there, I wouldn't be able to prove how superior I am to them. Or gain comfort from knowing I'm not one of them.
It's also a great way to keep me busy since I hate having nothing to do. I always need to be busy, whether it be through work or school or even playing video games.
There's also the fun of scouting girls, though it's not like I ever actually talk to them since none of them have much of an interesting life.
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There's also the fun of scouting girls, though it's not like I ever actually talk to them since none of them have much of an interesting life.
Well then how do you know, hmmmmmmmm?
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Well, my school is set up very different from any public school. It's based on the side of a synagogue. It has 7 rooms (8, maybe) and 2 bathrooms. There is one middle school teacher and 4 high school teachers. There is a computer room. There is a snack room. There is a boy bathroom and a girl bathroom (2 stalls in the girls room...I'm not to sure about the boys). The computer room has a printer and 8 or 10 computers. Each teacher has an assigned date that their student comes in and turns in their work. You can do your work there or anywhere else. There are students who have kids and they bring their kids with them. There used to be 4 female teachers and 1 male teacher. Now there are 2 female teachers and 3 male teachers. There are no kids that tag up the place and it's an overall very nice environment. We use the temple's room (downstairs) to have our tests in (yeah, we're allowed to be in there on test days from 8:30 to 12:00 strictly). There are cool students there and sometimes the middle schoolers hang out with their friends there who are in high school in their teacher's rooms.
They call me "The Girl with the Weird Game". I got that name because was always using my DS to play Animal Crossing (and they didn't get the point. They were like "where's Mario?", an expression I use today D:)
Your school year will be awful or great depending on what teacher you get. You must have great hopes that you won't get a super dull teacher who's mean or boring.
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Well then how do you know, hmmmmmmmm?
It's called eavesdropping and search engines, my good sir.