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i think every school has that one kid who annoys the teacher and is just "stupid". There was this guy in my ecology class back in the day, he would actually start religious fights with my teacher when we were studying evolution. so they would be bickering back and forth and the rest of us would be sitting around, learning nothing. This kid was also often suspended for starting fights, drinking in school, ect.

At the other high school I went to (i attended two), there was an annoying kid in my english class. This was actually kind of funny though, we had a subsitute one day, and we were stuck watching a really lame documentary, and this kid had one of those universal remotes. The subsitute wasnt really watching us, so the kid would change the channel. The teacher caught on and unplugged something, the documentary was still playing but this kid couldnt mess with it. He actually somehow army crawled behind the teacher just to plug it back in >.> and was successful.

Having quite a lot of mental crap going on, I would get stuck in Special Ed - which has always been an issue with me, since they go so slow in Special Ed. Now not everyone in Special Ed was learning disabled, some had behavior issues (such as schizophrenia, and manic-depression) or had disabilities (such as unable to use their hands or such) - now we had quite a few people who had a higher than average intelligence (this guy who had ADD couldn't concentrate at all, yet he was literally a walking dictionary, put me to shame. Especially since I had to take this verbal test and there was a part about vocabulary, where it asked meaning of words and whatnot, I got to to the college level, but couldn't get the last ones. He took it and got them all right. I was like "FUUUUUUUUUU-")

Yet, I always noticed through my time at school at Special Ed, that everyone assumes everyone there suffers mental retardation (technical term) thence why I absolutely HATE the word retarded being used. Not just that they were being ridiculed but picked on, and you know what ends up happening if you pick on someone who's having a hard time controlling their behavior? I don't have to go into that. To me, those are stupid people. The one that make fun of people like that and think they're 'inferior' those to me are the retards of the world.

Oh and, I so totally switch from Chaotic Neutral to Chaotic Good for a short period to kick their a** for making fun of them. It teaches them a lesson for a while anyway. Well at least they stop when I'm around after a few rounds. Oh and to make up for the sudden good I cause, I try to balance out with something of the opposite nature of course.

Moral of the story; violence teaches morons a lesson.

Haha phones have always caused trouble in my school. Kids would actually take the bathroom pass, go to the bathroom, and call someone up. The bathroom was an exciting place. People even smoked in there >.> Its not the 80's anymore, so its against the rules.

I once actually had to go use the bathroom, so I went. Some girl was smoking a cig in there, but I wasnt going to hunt for another bathroom, I really had to go. I left the bathroom smelling like I just smoked and my teacher actually accused me for smoking. surprised I do smoke, but not in school, Im not that desperate for a smoke. So I was sent to the office and yadda yadda. They searched all my stuff, only found a lighter, under the huge mess in my locker, and gave me a detention for it >.> I actually forgot that lighter was even there. It was a neat lighter and I think my reason for bringing it was to show someone. Well my neat lighter was taken away from me. crying

Funny how much we can hate the teachers and administrators as well as hating other people in our school with us. What I hate most about this world is how irrational most of the population is. There is usually always little room for reasoning, and civility. Even with so-called 'mature adults'.


So, a few weeks ago in history class, I don't know what I was doing. This guy sitting in front of me randomly hands me an empty Capri-sun pouch and utters "Thanks Bryce." I was very confused, not knowing why he gave it to me. I figured he just was too lazy to get up and throw it away, and so handed me to do it. (Thus, the "Thanks Bryce")
I pick it up and put it in the hood of his hoodie. He looks back at me, and I smile.

Must not have been looking at my stuff, because in my next class hour, I noticed that my brown paper lunch bag had a hole in it. I rummaged through the very few items I had.

....Cheese and Crackers.
....Pudding.
....A cup full of fruit.
....A spoon.
(I'd love to put more in there, but we honestly never have anything around the house for me to use. >.> My dad insists on me bringing my lunch, but god damn....buy us food to do it with!!)


Ah, what was missing: My drink. The Capri Sun he prompted me to throw away was indeed, part of my lunch. I was shocked as all hell, but didn't really care too much since I figured it out a whole class period after it happened.



Well, a week later, and it happened again. I don't know how he's able to do it without me noticing, but this time It was my Pretzels. (Dad got us some food, yay! XD)

I was maaad. Honestly, I baraly have enough to put in my lunch as it is, let alone be going through the trouble of packing things if they are just going to be taken from me!

Well, after he handed the empty plastic bag full of pretzel crumbs to me, I kicked his desk. (He sits right in front of me.)

I mean, that thing got some decent distance and ended up being in the center of the classroom. I yelled at him, "God damn, why do you do this?! Thats my lunch!!"

Most of the class was quiet by this point, and the guy who took my pretzels was laughing. He moved his desk back to it's original spot, and I kicked it again while yelling loudly, "d**k!!!"

Oh yeah, I was angry.


So, this other guy walks in. Armanthius is his name, although I can't spell it. x-x

He was in the hall making up an assignment he didn't do. Well anyways, he finished and walked in, wondering why he heard someone yell 'd**k' loudly. The guy who stole my lunch explained to him what he did, and Armanthius just started cracking up. Honestly, he went and sat down in his seat, and was laughing for a good 20 more seconds after that. Some people in the class actually had sympathy for me at this point, which surprised me; one of them said "Armanthius...don't be mean, stop laughing."

Armanthius, after he stopped laughing, asked me "Why don't you just buy your lunch?"

I turned around in my seat, "Because. My dad cannot afford for me to buy lunch every day, and so I have to bring it."



Eventually I cooled down. I mean, it's only pretzels. But what bugged me is how ******** uncivilized this person was. That was like walking into a coffee shop, picking up some random person's cup, chugging it in front of them, setting it down and uttering "thanks." Who would do that?


Another thing that bugged me is that my teacher did nothing. NOTHING. She didn't say anything, like telling him not to steal things. I mean, this teacher likes me. Most of my teachers do. But she did nothing.



Hey, it's only pretzels, right?

Teachers seem to be too strict on things they don't have to be, and too lenient on things they shouldn't be.
(Example: Too strict over the PDA kissing rules; noticing little things and making them an embarrasing big deal.

Too lenient on things such as extremely disrespectful behavior. Mrs. Rowe, my Biology teacher, gets way much more criticism then she deserves. [Like those idiots farting near her and laughing about it.] She seriously has the power to, and really should, give them the old' kick in the a**. She's too nice though. Like me.)


As for my lunch: I never use my locker. Only go there to grab my history book, and thats on rare occasions. Everything else i need is in my binder. I just carry my reading book with me, as well as my lunch around all day. My locker is just so out-of the way of all of my classes, that it's an inconvenience to constantly stop by.


It hasn't been a problem, until now. I think Im going to have my teacher hold my lunch for me when Im in class so that d**k doesn't steal it again. Im sure she will; although she did nothing during this incident, this teacher is nice, and she likes me. (Also one thing should be noted: she's a permanent substitute for our standard teacher. Im actually glad Mr. Warner wasn't there. He would have given me a childish talk about how I shouldn't use words like that. He has before. -.-)