Tuesday, 20 September 2011

Things School Possibly Didn't Mean To Teach You

This is a list of some of the things you probably learned in school, that maybe they didn't intend for you to learn. Originally it was one long post of five things, but then I realised that by turning all five into individual posts, I could sacrifice quantity for quality. Look a bit further into each one, maybe provide some more examples. So look forward to at least four more of these. Knowing me I'll be able to think of more too. We've all heard the stories of what they should have taught you, but didn't. Such as that Jesus didn't die before he was born, and that England is in the UK, which is in Europe. But what about some of those other things you learned just by being there?

Number One: There are assholes wherever you go in life.
In every class, in every year, in every school, you were at, there was someone who was an asshole. They might not have been a full blown asshole, but they were a jerk at least. They were constantly showing off, and trying to one up everyone, even if they were stupid. They would put other people down to further their own ego, and when you left school, no matter where you went, no matter what you told yourself, you would find these people. If you couldn't find the asshole in your class, one of three things happened. You were in a pretty good school, it was your teacher, or it was you.

One of the assholes in my class was a guy who threw his full schoolbag at me. That's right, a full schoolbag. I sure did enjoy the concussion that gave me. No one did anything either. Or I just can't remember, because, well. I had a concussion. The teachers never really gave much of a shit about me though.

As proof that no one on my facebook but Jesse reads this stuff, I'll also write about one of my "friends". He was the son of a teacher, as such, he considered himself untouchable. The sad thing is that he was. We were kind of in the same boat, long haired metal lovers, but with one big difference. He was thin. So he was able to be as charismatic as he really was, and he was actually quite popular. But he was a womanising dick. I really am not kidding when I say every girl at that school wanted him. He's actually trying to become a politician, and I'm going to say this now, I will never vote for that fucker. Ever.

His mum was a teacher so he would basically do whatever he wanted, he coasted through school and was actually quite smart, or at least, passed all his tests. He was a pretentious fuckwit. I know I try to avoid swearing here, but I'm raging. The almost sad thing is that he wasn't the worst. If anything this guy was one of the best.

Have I ever told the story of how I broke my wrist? It's the only time I've ever broken a bone actually, and it didn't break that much. I actually had to point out the fracture to the trainee doctor. I was told off by the real doctor for this. It seems that he was just testing the guy. Screw you, I was 12 or 13, how was I supposed to know? Anyway, I broke my wrist.

It was one fateful day in drama class. Drama was one of the few classes I liked. I even joined the after school drama club, it was kind of fun. But one day we were doing this thing where we were running around for some reason or another. I fell over, and managed to snap my wrist in the process. So here I am, laid on the floor, screaming in pain and crying. You know what the class is doing? Laughing their asses off at me. Even the teacher didn't give a damn, told me to calm down. I don't think she even let me out of the class at first. I had to stay there with a broken wrist. Although the time I bruised my toe bone was worse. I was walking on that all day.

So thank you school, for teaching me that no matter where I go in life, there will be assholes, and that most of those assholes will be the authority figure who doesn't give a shit. 

35 comments:

  1. Oh my God you went to a terrible school.
    Nothing like that ever happens in our school-I mean there are assholes, obviously, but the teachers are all right.

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  2. @cricketfreak Haha terrible doesn't begin to describe my school. But I got a lot of blogging material out of it lol.

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  3. Aww I'm so sorry! It's so awful what you had to put up with :( I now understand why you said to me that children should finish school aged 14

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  4. @Hazel Hey I came out alive ^_^ I also think it should be 14 because in England at 14 (and in other places) you pick a set of subjects to focus your studies on, and I think that trade school should be added to that list, or apprenticeships. There are actually people leaving school at 14 or 16 and jumping straight into apprenticeships.

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  5. Gosh. I've been doing this undo/redo thing here..

    Okay..here it goes..

    I spent my primary and secondary education in the province and I guess that's the good side of living in the province-they can't just touch you, bully you or simply, an asshole in the province has no place..whatever! haha

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  6. @Mai Yang Hehe not every school was as bad as mine :)

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  7. The number one thing I thought about when reading the title: ObsCure =/

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  8. wow, your school was crazy! Everybody was nice at my school.

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  9. lol, you remind me of my old highschool where the sons of the teachers had a lot of privileges and always got high scores although they were really stupid

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  10. everywhere i look are asshole
    their pooping at me

    Or something along those lines.
    But bluh, bluh, it's a huge huge sonovabitch world we live in, and even bigger bitches of people. (Most of the time, coolguys and nice people luckily haven't gone extinct yet.)

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  11. Then you become like me, you hold a grudge and you slowly plot and wait for the day when you can get back at them.

    I can wait, I'm a patient man.

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  12. this is definitely so true, bullies are everywhere! I was a short fat kid when I was a teenager... and I think people can guess what that implies... ~_~

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  13. @FangWell we just aren't breeding enough either, but sadly the nice people are born of environment, not genetics. Two incredibly nice people could raise one asshole of a child.

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  14. @DWei LOL I have enough psychotic thoughts as it is. I actually did tell a guy I would kill him by the time he was 21. Part of me feels bad because I failed to uphold the promise. Although I don't think life is going to take much longer to finish him off. He was the kind of person you see on the news who drove their car into a wall and then people troll the Facebook page and get arrested.

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  15. @Indistinctive Writer Awwww but you're so pretty now ^^ You showed them :D I was a slightly tall fat kid, and still am actually lol. Losing weight is a stupidly slow process made even worse when your weight actually goes up -_-

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  16. School also told me that hard work and doing what your expected will get you places....oh wait, no they didn't. Assholes!

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  17. My schooldays are buried deep in my memory as the worst of times.

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  18. Sadly those A-holes surge to the head of the pack in the biz world. Except they don't use backpacks. They chuck their briefcases.

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  19. Yeah, assholes are indeed EVERYWHERE. At school, at work, at public transport, there's just no escape from them.

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  20. somehow i avoided most of the assholes... or was i one of them?...nooo~, probably not

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  21. Bullies are one of the things I'm glad got left behind when I got past high school. At uni you don't have classes with the same batch of people all day any more.

    Being Asian I dealt with my share of bully problems in elementary school but that passed. I was still Asian but at a certain point Asian became cool. Haha lucky me eh?!

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  22. Kids can be dicks, as can adults.

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  23. @ShawOnce again you manage to sum up my post in a sentence, making me redundant lol.

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  24. The only thing I remember about school was that I hated it and couldn't wait to leave - so much that by the time I was mebe 14 I pretty much stopped going...apart from art and drama.
    'Cos if you did that nowadays you wouldn't get away with it, my sons school used to call me to see where he was if he missed half a day.

    Other then that Shaw pretty much sums it up.

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  25. Im sorry you had to go through all of that, but it looks like a lot of that shitty stuff happened to you, simply because you allowed it to happen. Judging for the stuff you say, it looks like you are an introverted full or rage guy, that rarely reacts or expresses what's going on to others. Not the strongest character if i may. I wouldn't blame others 100% for this. I don't want to be another asshole, but this was your fault too :/

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  26. That is some terrible shit right there. My school wasn't that bad, but there were many times were it was me vs them. My school had this mentality where if you weren't from the town, they hazed you, and tested you to see if you fit in. Then when you didn't, all bets were off. Didn't change until grade 12, because everyone finally realized I wasn't asking for it and kept to myself and my small group of friends.

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  27. This is so incredibly true! And, I do wish they'd teach this in school.

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  28. @Generally Disgruntled Oddly enough being the new kid in town was the one thing they didn't get me for. I did miss my first year there, I spent that at a different, slightly better, school.

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  29. @Hasidic Plumber Yes I'm introverted and full of rage -_- Actually one of the reasons they did it was to get a reaction out of me, I was quite an angry kid, but because I wasn't hitting them, it didn't go away. Probably wouldn't have even then. Don't worry you aren't being an asshole, it's a point well taken. To be honest I still have that character, of not reacting to people well or telling them what I really think. Now though it is born of an unwillingness to upset them, which was partly born from things like this.

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  30. Wow these are a lot of comments.
    Well, let's start with my experience in school.
    It wasn't that bad. It wasn't sunshine and eggnog cocktails but it was decent for the most part.
    I was blessed to be a natural goof, and many people deemed me too adorable and too goofy to aggress upon.
    However, I was faced with jerk asses day in and day out. People always complaining at how much I'd socialize and the accent of which I speak with.
    Grinded my gears, but it's all over with.

    All in all, I'm glad you're finished with the dickheads.
    P.S. Golly. I sure do wish I were born in Britain. 2 reasons mostly.
    P.P.S. I have a friend in Britain. She's certainly something else.
    P.P.P.S. I found her via Twitter! Ya know, this could go on and on.
    P.P.P.P.S. I told you. This can go on forever.

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  31. @Majin_Curse Well you can solve that by just getting your ass over here buddy. I was a bit of a goof myself, which I'll talk about in a later one, but I wasn't always aloof, so I couldn't get away with being the class clown I guess.

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