Post really cool high school memories ITT

I changed the background on one of the computers in a computer lab, when your a freshman its the cool thing to do in a computer lab, you gotta personalize the computer your gonna be using for 30 minutes of your day.

so the next day the computer was having trouble booting up so they blamed me for it saying that i put a virus on the computer and they wanted to ban me from all computers (even tho im there for learning computers) and make me pay for the computer (probably 2 grand for a 500 dollar computer) and I told them straight up it was bullshit. Eventually they fixed it (nubs) and left me alone about it.
 
a cool high school memory is from last year. I played in the soccer team for my school one game the whole season because i got injured, and the only game was against a catholic school. And i scored 3 goals. This year i want to repeat the thing and wear a behemoth shirt on the way to the game.
 
It was the cool thing to do in highschool, shit, still is, just no one has them anymore. For you non geeks, LAN stands for Local Area Network, and traditionally, a LAN party is when a bunch of people bring their PCs over to one persons house, usualyl in a basement, and you connect them in a small network and play games like you would on the internet, only all together.

Well we had a sub in the computer class, so we all installed counter-strike and had an 8 person lan in class instead of doing the assigned work. It was awesome.

Usually at the LAN parties we had in highschool there would be lots of fucking around, Antiquing was the big thing in soph year, 3 of us would answer the door and the guy standing there holding his pc waiting for someone to answer the door would get hit in the face with 3 fistfulls of flour.
 
Wow... My grade 11 English teacher was really cool... (Second time through English)

My buddy and I would always bring our guitars into the class, and the whole time we'd be playing guitar. AFter the first week of doing this, the teacher came up and grabbed my buddy's guitar, and went crazy on it. He played BLS's T.A.Z... the whole class is sitting there in awe.

From then on whenever we brought our guitars in, we'd jam the whole class and he wouldn't even bother teaching.

This is also the teacher that my buddy and I stayed after school one day and smoked some pot with.
 
We had a LAN party when I first started driving. And at like 11:30 we decided to make a food run at a local dot shop which was within walking distance, but since I could drive, I decided to take some people, i could only fit 5 but more wanted to squeeze in, I said no so Steve and John sat on my hood. So I had my friend Adam (who was alot more built than both of them) get out of the car and get them away so he was chaing them around the car untill they backed off and he ran back into the car. So as soon as he gets in, i floor it... well just before i floored it, Steve ran and dove onto my hood. Welp... my car (at the time was an 88 Cadillac ElDorado with a big old 4.5L V8) took off really fast. I think you can see how this went, his kneed was right through the center of my windshield. The bastard was fine, not a mark on him, no pain, nothing.

So I was freaking out, i was 17 and just got the fucking thing, i knew my parents would kill me. So I stayedh ome and they walked to the mart, and they came back with "something to cheer me up". So Im like thanks guys, what is it. They handed me a douche.


Later at like 3 AM my friend Jim decided to read the box outloud to us, really loudly, and then squirted it at everyone.
 
lucky of me? I got out of the car right away and instead of checking him, i grabbed him by the neck, slamed him up aginst some guy's pick up truck and told him i was going to fucking kill him.
 
my best memories...

hmm

probably when we had a HUGE food fight both during my junior and senior year. in fact, the food fight was such a big deal my junior year, they threatened to cancel our prom... and also put a story about it in the local newspaper. was pretty damn awesome.


imagine the biggest, best food fight you could... and that was what happened.
 
working at donatos during highschool was fucking awesome lol.

remember when you and 9 covered my car in dish soap then covered it with toilet paper? and throwing sliced tomatoes on bitch tits' windshield?
 
Mike said:
working at donatos during highschool was fucking awesome lol.

remember when you and 9 covered my car in dish soap then covered it with toilet paper? and throwing sliced tomatoes on bitch tits' windshield?

You need to write a book.


I'd so totally buy it :Smokin:
 
donatos was one of the best jobs ever... at that period in time. once everyone started leaving and the new people came in, it blew.


but yes, i remember all of that. greatly. and you were so pissed when me and Dipatri did that to your car. it was so fuckin funny.

then i THINK it was you... but it might not have been. but "you" taped a donatos paper on the back of my car that said something like "I'm gay" or something along those lines and shit. my parents found it and asked me about it. i had no clue hahaha.


were you there when Stirk worked there? i don't remember. I know bitch tits was. anyways... when he got his new "Scion"... we found out his rims were pop-offs. so we stole his rims and he got all pissed.
 
yeah i was there when stirk-off worked there. good times. I left when all the new gay people came.

Weazel, I could write a book with all the Donato's stories. Me and Matt wanted to write a script about Donatos.. but then Waiting came out so we thought it'd be gay to even attempt it.
 
The only other memory that really is worth talking about is my guitar class teacher... He was a hardcore born-again christian. He was a good friend of mine and such, but I was talkin' to him about my job and all of a sudden he pipes up and asks if he can say a prayer for me. (I was having a terrible month at work.) So not thinking much of it I agreed... and Then he just all of a sudden started... praying. This being in a public school too, during a break between classes.

Yea... I didn't talk to him for months after that. In grade 11 I made fun of the guy about it, and he disliked me until the end of grade 12.

Cool enough guy though... He could play the guitar like a madman...