Okay so one time in 7th grade at the very end of the year my home room teacher was moving classrooms and our English teacher was moving into the old one so we had a bunch of cardboard boxes left empty and so kids were just hanging out under them like hermit crabs and then we decided to take a picture and everybody got into a cardboard box and I was a pretty tiny kid so after we took the picture I tried to close the box and I FIT PERFECTLY INSIDE so the kids in my class and I thought it would be funny to prank a teacher by taking the box with me in it to a teacher and they told our teacher about it and he just said “Okay, which teacher do you want to go to?” And everybody decided to take me to our English teacher. Her current classroom was on the other side of the school. My home room teacher chose five people to escort me and my box on a spinning office chair down an elevator, across four hallways, and up a flight of stairs to our English room. They were giggling the whole way there and when we got there I hear them tell her the box was for her, she asked what was in it and then she opened the box and we stared at each other for five seconds before I croak out “hi”. She closes the box and I hear muffled yelling. I get out of the box and her home room is staring at me like I just came out of narnia and my classmates are laughing and I just walk away and that is the story of when I became a box.
so we had some bs "service learning day" today and one of the activities was to sit through four hours of people talking on flimsy ass bleachers. people got rowdy n loud as usual, so when the teachers finally got sick of it one teacher grabbed the mic and basically said that if the people wanted to leave they could get up and go into the upper gym to sit quietly. half of the assembly of like 300 kids got up and left. they tried to guilt us into not going but like,, no one gave a single shit.
its a bunch of stressed, bored teens what did they expect
Fuck this
Ohm: john, are you sober?
Kryoz: *slurred* why *hic* would i be sober on my birthday? huh? tell me that Ohm, ya little bunny rabbit
Ohm: …
Ohm: john, buddy
Kryoz: Ohm, buddy
Ohm: John it’s 10:30 in the morning
Kryoz: and? *hic*
Ohm: *gives him a disappointed look*
Kryoz: geez sorry dad *eyes start to water like he’s about to cry*
Ohm: …john?
Kryoz: *starts to cry*
Ohm: okay okay! you don’t have to record today!!
Kryoz: *through tears* thank you *under his breath* ha got eem
happy birthday kryoz!!
Friend: I hate my life. Me: Thank You. I meANT TO SAY ‘SAME’ AAAHHH
- hates kids - full of useless information - everything hurts - ready for death
this whole thing is way too good to be giffed you need to expirience it
Zuckles: I keep getting caught pickpocketing Swagger cause I keep saying ‘yoink’ outloud when I grab his wallet.
Vanoss: *picking out phone chargers with Wildcat*
Vanoss: do you think this one’s long enough to tie a noose?
Wildcat: what the fuck is wrong with you