I've gotten two weeks worth of detentions and almost got suspended once for getting into a fight with another kid. Although that was over 6 years ago, I haven't really gotten a detention since the middle of 6th grade.
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What's the worst trouble you've ever gotten into at school?
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I drew a giant penis on the school roof. You can see it on Google Maps! It even made local headlines
Not sure if he got in trouble, but
FOLKS! We have a wiener!
Well, I'm not sure that this qualifies as trouble in the normal sense of what most people think of... but it was a major pain for me.
I was dating one of my teachers my senior year in high school and one of my other teachers found out. The teacher who found out (my history/government teacher) had asked out the teacher I was seeing and had been turned down by her. He ended up failing me in his class and I was forced to make up the course in summer school.
All and all, summer school wasn't as bad as the consequences could have been, but it wasn't fun by any stretch of the imagination.
Other than that incident, I didn't really have many issues with teachers in school... most of them seemed to like me quite a bit actually (strange when you consider that I wasn't all that great a student academically back then).
I was dating one of my teachers my senior year in high school and one of my other teachers found out. The teacher who found out (my history/government teacher) had asked out the teacher I was seeing and had been turned down by her. He ended up failing me in his class and I was forced to make up the course in summer school.
All and all, summer school wasn't as bad as the consequences could have been, but it wasn't fun by any stretch of the imagination.
Other than that incident, I didn't really have many issues with teachers in school... most of them seemed to like me quite a bit actually (strange when you consider that I wasn't all that great a student academically back then).
The teacher I was dating (and would eventually get married to a couple years later) was 27 at the time, the teacher who failed me was most likely in his mid to late 40s I would guess.
well I was a trouble maker in k-8. 2 and 4 grades were the only grades i didn't get in serious trouble. All the other years I got at least in-school suspension and a couple out of school.
Though the worst was 7th grade. Some kid thought he was pretty cool and wanted to fight me to show how great he was. (in 7th grade i was 6'1 weighed 220 pounds, towered over everybody.) he started punching me in the face after I told him i didn't want to fight him. Well I ended up picking him up and throwing him into the lockers. he who hit me first and started the fight got two days out of school suspension. I got 4. two for his bloody nose (opps), and two for continuing a fight. (what ever the hell that meant, basically if you defend yourself while being attacked you get in trouble. They recommended, and I kid you not, to simply walk away and tell an appropriate teacher or adult.)
Though the worst was 7th grade. Some kid thought he was pretty cool and wanted to fight me to show how great he was. (in 7th grade i was 6'1 weighed 220 pounds, towered over everybody.) he started punching me in the face after I told him i didn't want to fight him. Well I ended up picking him up and throwing him into the lockers. he who hit me first and started the fight got two days out of school suspension. I got 4. two for his bloody nose (opps), and two for continuing a fight. (what ever the hell that meant, basically if you defend yourself while being attacked you get in trouble. They recommended, and I kid you not, to simply walk away and tell an appropriate teacher or adult.)
My brother and classmates were in the ventilation duct work during a staff meeting. Heard the teachers refer to them as the "big 5 dirty sophomores." They had t-shirts printed up saying, "I'm one of the big 5 dirty sophomores." Wasn't a lot the administration could say.
I drew a giant penis on the school roof. You can see it on Google Maps! It even made local headlines
Zach? You were great in Superbad
Turns out they wrote things such as "jews suck" etc.
They got the same punishment I did?
A long story of how I almost got suspended for God knows how long:
When I moved here two years ago, a kid decided that because of my Tourette's syndrome, I'd be a good target (well, that and I'm a nerd). My tic is that my head bounces up and down like a bobblehead, so he targeted that and called me "Bobblehead" condescendingly through 8th, 9th, and the first quarter of this year. He's a football player, but not too much bigger than I am, and so he thought he owned our school. He pushes me out of the door for no reason, I stumble out, wait for him to pass me, push him back, and he swings around and punches me in the neck. I stopped it there, not willing to take it further (not for fear of him, but rather the consequences) and gave him 'the finger'. His friends all started laughing, and needless to say, he hasn't bothered "Bobblehead" ever since.
In 4th grade I got sent to the principal's for punching a kid in the stomach for not shutting up about my mom. Two days later he invited me to his house for a get together. Oddest person I'd ever met, at the time. When we were about to go in and explain ourselves, he was like "Let's make a truce, maybe they'll let you off". I just said "No. I'll take the blame because you couldn't shut up" and we both laughed it off. Parents didn't really care.
In 2nd grade I had to write an apology note, even though I didn't fight. The other kid (A known trouble-child, always in the office, found a vine (this is Florida) and started hitting me. My teacher (hated me for reasons unknown) decided it'd be a great time to get me in trouble. She sends ME to the office with him, saying I caused the fight. He gets off clean, and I get to write an apology note. All the while, the assistant principal tells me to make it better, because I was so mad I couldn't spell. I told my parents, and they took me for ice cream afterwards.
Good things that a friend and I did, that originally the principal and IT teacher were going to get mad about (and wound up turning into a "banquet") was networking my 5th grade teacher's class, after an electrical storm blew out her iMac DV's network card, in order to get her email, and the rest of our classes Macs (LC480s Represent! And Powermacs) on the network. The IT guy saw this and turned us in- determining that we were the only two capable of this, and then when we explained ourselves, and our teacher backed us up, he decided it wasn't a "Crime" at all, and we got commended by the principal, and got a "banquet". (More like a cookie at lunch, and sitting with the IT guy at lunch)
We also got into icon changing hijinks- those were fun. (Make a folder called "Macintosh HD", copy it's icon to the real Macintosh HD, and copy that one's to the folder) which eventually got me off the network for a week. We also souped up an LC480 with a new 5gb HD, and Metallic UI under OS7. Loads of fun.
When I moved here two years ago, a kid decided that because of my Tourette's syndrome, I'd be a good target (well, that and I'm a nerd). My tic is that my head bounces up and down like a bobblehead, so he targeted that and called me "Bobblehead" condescendingly through 8th, 9th, and the first quarter of this year. He's a football player, but not too much bigger than I am, and so he thought he owned our school. He pushes me out of the door for no reason, I stumble out, wait for him to pass me, push him back, and he swings around and punches me in the neck. I stopped it there, not willing to take it further (not for fear of him, but rather the consequences) and gave him 'the finger'. His friends all started laughing, and needless to say, he hasn't bothered "Bobblehead" ever since.
In 4th grade I got sent to the principal's for punching a kid in the stomach for not shutting up about my mom. Two days later he invited me to his house for a get together. Oddest person I'd ever met, at the time. When we were about to go in and explain ourselves, he was like "Let's make a truce, maybe they'll let you off". I just said "No. I'll take the blame because you couldn't shut up" and we both laughed it off. Parents didn't really care.
In 2nd grade I had to write an apology note, even though I didn't fight. The other kid (A known trouble-child, always in the office, found a vine (this is Florida) and started hitting me. My teacher (hated me for reasons unknown) decided it'd be a great time to get me in trouble. She sends ME to the office with him, saying I caused the fight. He gets off clean, and I get to write an apology note. All the while, the assistant principal tells me to make it better, because I was so mad I couldn't spell. I told my parents, and they took me for ice cream afterwards.
Good things that a friend and I did, that originally the principal and IT teacher were going to get mad about (and wound up turning into a "banquet") was networking my 5th grade teacher's class, after an electrical storm blew out her iMac DV's network card, in order to get her email, and the rest of our classes Macs (LC480s Represent! And Powermacs) on the network. The IT guy saw this and turned us in- determining that we were the only two capable of this, and then when we explained ourselves, and our teacher backed us up, he decided it wasn't a "Crime" at all, and we got commended by the principal, and got a "banquet". (More like a cookie at lunch, and sitting with the IT guy at lunch)
We also got into icon changing hijinks- those were fun. (Make a folder called "Macintosh HD", copy it's icon to the real Macintosh HD, and copy that one's to the folder) which eventually got me off the network for a week. We also souped up an LC480 with a new 5gb HD, and Metallic UI under OS7. Loads of fun.
Well, fellow MR'ers, I am too much of a goody-two shoes.
I: Got an office referral in the fifth grade for telling off my teacher because he was being an a$$hole and wouldn't let me tell him how to play a game right.
Uh, talking out of turn.
Yeah, I'm lame.
In year three, I walked into the boys toilet to see how different they were to the girls toilets.
The whole class saw me from across the playground and although the teacher didn't say anything, I was known as "that girl" by the whole school including staff.
It even came up in our year six farewell speeches. I was the only one who couldn't wait for high school.
The whole class saw me from across the playground and although the teacher didn't say anything, I was known as "that girl" by the whole school including staff.
It even came up in our year six farewell speeches. I was the only one who couldn't wait for high school.
I made an underground site that listed the known teachers passwords which unlocked the computers, a friend got involved and posted his pics of the school blowing up. It was really popular and no teachers knew about it - months later we got ratted out. No big deal though just had detention one night. Best moment was when we found out the admins master password in the closing moments of this whole thing. Tried backing up an app called "3D House Maker" of all things
In our wake other people tried setting up their own sites. One of them was freakin stupid, he even posted insulting rants about individuals and teachers. He wasn't a popular chap after that!
Best moment was when we found out the admins master password in the closing moments of this whole thing. Tried backing up an app called "3D House Maker" of all things In our wake other people tried setting up their own sites. One of them was freakin stupid, he even posted insulting rants about individuals and teachers. He wasn't a popular chap after that!
In 2nd grade I almost got suspended for threatening a kid with a fork. She just would not shut up about something or other.
I blame the teacher. She was one of those types that would constantly complain about how horrible we all were, tell us that we were the worst class she's ever had and compared to her previous school(she was at my school for 1 year) they were a million times better, constantly wore her shirts from her previous school, etc. She also would give you a zero on your homework(in 2nd grade!) if you did it at school before the bus came, because, get this, its "homework", so you should only do it at "home".
She also bribed me with 10 pieces of candy after i talked during a test, she gave me a zero on it, ripped it up and then I started freaking out and said that I'd tell my mom. She didn't want me to tell.
I blame the teacher. She was one of those types that would constantly complain about how horrible we all were, tell us that we were the worst class she's ever had and compared to her previous school(she was at my school for 1 year) they were a million times better, constantly wore her shirts from her previous school, etc. She also would give you a zero on your homework(in 2nd grade!) if you did it at school before the bus came, because, get this, its "homework", so you should only do it at "home".
She also bribed me with 10 pieces of candy after i talked during a test, she gave me a zero on it, ripped it up and then I started freaking out and said that I'd tell my mom. She didn't want me to tell.
In 5th grade, some little bastard kept bullying me throughout the year. One day, we were walking in from recess (oh recess, how I miss you....) and he was holding the door open for everyone. Well, as I was walking through, he attempted to close the door on me, so I reacted quickly and shoved the door back in the opposite direction and ended up pinning his arm between a giant metal storm door and the brick building and broke his arm. And best of all, they said it was self defense so I didn't get in any trouble Now with that zero tolerance crap, I probably would've been suspended for days.
Now with that zero tolerance crap, I probably would've been suspended for days.
Me and my friends did that too with a powerbar,we stole some kids corn and put that in there too. There was like a ton of janitors and the vice principal standing outside the bathroom door. We never got caught though. Ahhh good times.
Well everyone, I think I forgot one.
This year I'm in the eighth grade. In my algebra class, we have a fleet of school-bus-yellow TI-84s. As some of you know, they have a version of BASIC built in, to write simple programs.
After I was finished with a test, I decided to get back into TI programming, something I hadn't bothered to do since last year. In a period of about 20 minutes, I had the rough beta of a Magic 8 Ball program. Very simple.
Anyway, everyone seemed to like it. (Students, that is.) They were using the program in class to answer their petty little questions, and the teacher never found out it was me.
This year I'm in the eighth grade. In my algebra class, we have a fleet of school-bus-yellow TI-84s. As some of you know, they have a version of BASIC built in, to write simple programs.
After I was finished with a test, I decided to get back into TI programming, something I hadn't bothered to do since last year. In a period of about 20 minutes, I had the rough beta of a Magic 8 Ball program. Very simple.
Anyway, everyone seemed to like it. (Students, that is.) They were using the program in class to answer their petty little questions, and the teacher never found out it was me.
I drew a giant penis on the school roof. You can see it on Google Maps! It even made local headlines
I've got a friend who goes there. I go to a school nearby.