High School.

Damn it, guys. This could have been a good thread. Full of reminiscing and nostalgia. I mean... maybe not for me in particular, but there have got to be tons of people who had fun as teenagers.

I had a great time. Sports, friends, girls, pool hopping at night, parties, bonking sheds (throwing apples at metal sheds), other stuff...

Had a great time in college too, for that matter.
 
My maniman smooth is hispano? hows that work? i aint never seen him be nuthin but black. you sure you aint confusing him wit me? im defenently badder lookin than that bro too! HA! aint that right smooth? you know that i am!but thats because iam rican a really special brew of hispano.

why do you say smooth said he was hispano? or are you just makin that sheet up to start up some dancin? i want to know that cause i defenently like me some danceing with a domasticated mama!HA! yes i surely do. come on baby lets do the twist! HA!

Your main man? Who are you?
 
my moms neighborhood doesn't alllow squeegee guys.

sorry brah.

Pete I want you to know how much I hate you. I know you probably don't care, but I just want you to know. So when you about to go to bed I just want you to think damn smooth really hate me a lot. And if he knew me I know he will kick my little punk ass. He will be the shit out of me. I'm so grateful that he really don't know me. Because I know it will end bad for me. Pete I just want you to know how lucky you are.
 
Pete I want you to know how much I hate you. I know you probably don't care, but I just want you to know. So when you about to go to bed I just want you to think damn smooth really hate me a lot. And if he knew me I know he will kick my little punk ass. He will be the shit out of me. I'm so grateful that he really don't know me. Because I know it will end bad for me. Pete I just want you to know how lucky you are.

aww, smoove you make me feel so special. :)

most hood rats use too much teeth when they suck on my balls, but you're always so careful about that. :heart:
 
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I miss my high school life: I was then no.1 in my class, teachers and girls all liked me, and I thought I must be a Ph.D in maths, I was so proud of myself...
 
This was my school.

http://youtu.be/oAtgFkGSUF4

It wasn't like this when I was going there.

All them paintings wasn't there, they got a big painting of Shaq on the side of the school. The kids are smaller and it just doesn't seem as bad no more.
 
Oh! I just learned why sports are important.

...huh.

You would think that they football team was good right? They suck. Shabazz is known for their girls basketball team. They girls team win damn near every year.
 
My high school was different than most because it didn't have walls. Literally. It was some failed 70s attempt at an open concept learning where instead of 4 separate classes they had one big room with 4 teachers and everyone together. It didn't work, so they used movable wall and filing cabinets and partitions to separate areas. You could still easily see and hear all of the other classes.

I swear it gave me ADD.

OK, carry on with your fight. :)
 
My high school was different than most because it didn't have walls. Literally. It was some failed 70s attempt at an open concept learning where instead of 4 separate classes they had one big room with 4 teachers and everyone together. It didn't work, so they used movable wall and filing cabinets and partitions to separate areas. You could still easily see and hear all of the other classes.

I swear it gave me ADD.

OK, carry on with your fight. :)

That was exactly what happened to me in 5th grade. We moved to Arizona and a brand new school with orange and yellow walls outside and no walls inside. First and only time I seemed to flounder. They also eliminated all letter grades. Instead there was a continuum that the teacher marked with an X. there were five dots. My parents, unlike my ditz of a 5th grade teacher, could see that one end of the spectrum was an A and the other end an F. She marked me right down the center. All "C"s essentially.

Mom went down to see her to find out why a Straight-A student was having so much trouble adjusting. I had moved almost every grade so "adjustment" was never an issue.

Mom left frustrated and it was her that labeled the teacher a ditz. The teacher could not understand the new "grading system" or what the random X's she used signified.

The good news was I astounded the 6th grade teacher. Out in the portables, at least I could only hear one other classroom going on. I had absorbed the lessons for 5th and 6th grade the year before, so they had to find other things for me to do.
 
That was exactly what happened to me in 5th grade. We moved to Arizona and a brand new school with orange and yellow walls outside and no walls inside. First and only time I seemed to flounder. They also eliminated all letter grades. Instead there was a continuum that the teacher marked with an X. there were five dots. My parents, unlike my ditz of a 5th grade teacher, could see that one end of the spectrum was an A and the other end an F. She marked me right down the center. All "C"s essentially.

Mom went down to see her to find out why a Straight-A student was having so much trouble adjusting. I had moved almost every grade so "adjustment" was never an issue.

Mom left frustrated and it was her that labeled the teacher a ditz. The teacher could not understand the new "grading system" or what the random X's she used signified.

The good news was I astounded the 6th grade teacher. Out in the portables, at least I could only hear one other classroom going on. I had absorbed the lessons for 5th and 6th grade the year before, so they had to find other things for me to do.

I always wondered how many years they tried before it failed. The nice part was if you went to homeroom and were marked present, you could leave and come back for end of the day homeroom where your attendance was checked again. For whatever reason, teachers in classes never checked. You could also be late because there were no doors. You could sneak in from anywhere. I had horrible attendance.
 
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