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>be me>8 years old>Don't like math, don't like listening to teacher ramble on and on about nothing>Don't like school in general>Jew teachers recognize this hostile mindset>Demand resident jew mind sorcerer probe my brain for shekel generating defects>School: "His tests came back normal, but we think he should be in the crazy kid class so we can get more mon- I mean for his own good!">Retarded goy mother: "That sounds just dandy!">Stick me in the literal psychotic wing of the school for many fun childhood experiences>Forcing that black kid that always made a break for it at lunch time to make a public apology for his sins>Getting sent to the "quiet room" for laughing at the public apology (which essentially consisted of me reliving my favorite of his escape attempts)>Schizophrenic children breaking into my classroom to escape the (((devilmen))) chasing them>Teacher taking him outside telling us to have free time>Sneaking out and seeing schizo boy screaming bloody murder in the hallway as five adults hold him down>That one room where some kid tried to kill himself with a basketball hoop, which is why they stopped "basketball therapy">That time I was out sick and came in and made fun of Melvin as usual only to get pulled outside by the teacher>Hot teacher: "Anon-kun, you were out sick so you didn't see...">First boner teacher proceeds to describe in detail their progressive social experiment>Made class insult paper lion with word MELVIN written across it, tearing piece off with each insult>Once lion was in a million pieces, "Dis is wut u do wen u r mean 2 melfin!">Then force class to compliment torn up lion, and tape him up for each compliment>Tells me all this with teary eye'd pride for her brainwashing experiment>Immediately fuck with Melvin and thwart her propaganda after that>That black kid that made a break for it every day at lunch>That time they made him give a public apology for making a break for it every day>That time I laughed at the public apology and got sent to the quiet room for disturbing the peace>That time I realized, "Quiet room is pretty bitchin. I can take a nap, don't have to do school shit, can 'express myself' in the psychology sandbox>That time that one ginger teenager was like, "He's only here to play in the sandbox!" >tfw this one ginger retard is smarter than an entire education hierarchy made up of college educated adults
Pretty much sums up my experience with public schools