Scratch

scimonster wrote:

Stickman704 wrote:

owetre18 wrote:

Yes. All day every day.

So this year we were on laptops researching Mexico. I had a picture of Octivia on my desktop and this kid was like "OMG he likes my little ponies."

my little brother drives me crazy e.e

Animeboy975 wrote:

So this year we were on laptops doing something. I had a picture of BonBon on my desktop and this 6th was like "OMG she likes ponies lol let's beat her up lololol."

That's what happened to me.


I NO SPEAK OF MY SUBJECT, people.

Last edited by knuckles2001 (2011-09-22 19:50:45)

knuckles2001 wrote:

Animeboy975 wrote:

So this year we were on laptops doing something. I had a picture of BonBon on my desktop and this 6th was like "OMG she likes ponies lol let's beat her up lololol."

That's what happened to me.


I NO SPEAK OF MY SUBJECT, people.

5TH IS THE LAST AT MY SCHOOL

No more 5 year olds 

Animeboy975 wrote:

knuckles2001 wrote:

Animeboy975 wrote:

So this year we were on laptops doing something. I had a picture of BonBon on my desktop and this 6th was like "OMG she likes ponies lol let's beat her up lololol."

That's what happened to me.


I NO SPEAK OF MY SUBJECT, people.

5TH IS THE LAST AT MY SCHOOL

No more 5 year olds 

NO FAIR.

Mine's preschool-8th.

Are we talking about annoying older kids now? A lot of the 8th graders are my school are DX

What's even more annoying are their parents.

On my last day of elementary (6th grade), I was playing around with my brother and acting like I didn't understand what people were saying and was asking all these questions. Then, these two fifth grade girls sitting across from us (who were extremely mean) asked, "Is he *?"
Another thing I'm annoyed about is when younger kids (and even kids my age) think that when I say 'Portal', they think I'm talking about the flash game. And they didn't know that "They made a Wii game?" when I correct them and say it is a game by VALVe that you buy at a store or online. The kids at my school grew on flash games, while I grew on N64, PC, and Xbox.

One kid bit my arm when I was 9.

Yes.  They have.

Let's see...

Once, at school, some kids were having some conversation about the little kid who tried to lift the 8th grader. xD So, then, this little kid comes up to us and laughs. "A little tiny kid trying to lift an 8th grader?" And she started acting like she was in 8th grade. Her older sister finally made her stop. >__<

And then, another time, there was a 5 year old in our art class. We had to take a survey for the first class. (They wanted to know our hobbies and things we were best at.) Unfortunately, my friend was sick that day. So the 5-year-old sat by me. I didn't mind at first. Then, she started bragging. "I'm really good at math, you know! I can add 4 + 4 now. I'm also started (She was 5 and didn't have very nice grammar.) multi-pluck-ation! I can multi-pluck everything by one now. I bet you can not!" she bragged. "I learned my maths by mommy and daddy. They teached me."  :{ She drove me CRAZY! "I am good at arts, too. Really good. I teached myself! I am so good at arts, wanna see?" And it went on like that for a while, but I can't stand typing this terrible spelling and grammar.

And then, another time. This time, it happened at the beach on a cold, foggy day. But not only the little kids. The whole family! D: My three cousins and I had just built a huge sandcastle.    We wanted to see if it survived the ocean tide! My cousin had built a deep moat (We found water at the bottom of it!) and another cousin and I had built a nice, thick, wall. The other cousin was working on jumping on the land that the castle would be built on and making it flat and strong. After we had built the castle, we went inside (All of my aunts, uncles, cousins, and my parents rent this beach-house for a week each year.  ), proud of our work. Then we played Nancy Drew and got Nancy killed by jumping off of the carousel.    Sweet, sweet memories. Ah yes, those were the times. Anyways- before the sun had even set in a crimson sky, a family came up to our castle. Looked harmless enough. Then, the little boy shot it with a Nerf gun repeatedly! The father starting kicking the sides of our castle! The little girl kicked the castle! D:< (And then she fell in the moat, and I almost laughed.) Then she tore apart the sides of the moat! I ran outside, going to the castle and pretending to cry. "Oh no!" I said, loudly, the family still in hearing range, "MY SANDCASTLE IS RUINED!" I started patching up the sides of the castle. Yeah. So, those are my experiences. -__-

fireheartocean wrote:

Let's see...

Once, at school, some kids were having some conversation about the little kid who tried to lift the 8th grader. xD So, then, this little kid comes up to us and laughs. "A little tiny kid trying to lift an 8th grader?" And she started acting like she was in 8th grade. Her older sister finally made her stop. >__<

And then, another time, there was a 5 year old in our art class. We had to take a survey for the first class. (They wanted to know our hobbies and things we were best at.) Unfortunately, my friend was sick that day. So the 5-year-old sat by me. I didn't mind at first. Then, she started bragging. "I'm really good at math, you know! I can add 4 + 4 now. I'm also started (She was 5 and didn't have very nice grammar.) multi-pluck-ation! I can multi-pluck everything by one now. I bet you can not!" she bragged. "I learned my maths by mommy and daddy. They teached me."  :{ She drove me CRAZY! "I am good at arts, too. Really good. I teached myself! I am so good at arts, wanna see?" And it went on like that for a while, but I can't stand typing this terrible spelling and grammar.

And then, another time. This time, it happened at the beach on a cold, foggy day. But not only the little kids. The whole family! D: My three cousins and I had just built a huge sandcastle.    We wanted to see if it survived the ocean tide! My cousin had built a deep moat (We found water at the bottom of it!) and another cousin and I had built a nice, thick, wall. The other cousin was working on jumping on the land that the castle would be built on and making it flat and strong. After we had built the castle, we went inside (All of my aunts, uncles, cousins, and my parents rent this beach-house for a week each year.  ), proud of our work. Then we played Nancy Drew and got Nancy killed by jumping off of the carousel.    Sweet, sweet memories. Ah yes, those were the times. Anyways- before the sun had even set in a crimson sky, a family came up to our castle. Looked harmless enough. Then, the little boy shot it with a Nerf gun repeatedly! The father starting kicking the sides of our castle! The little girl kicked the castle! D:< (And then she fell in the moat, and I almost laughed.) Then she tore apart the sides of the moat! I ran outside, going to the castle and pretending to cry. "Oh no!" I said, loudly, the family still in hearing range, "MY SANDCASTLE IS RUINED!" I started patching up the sides of the castle. Yeah. So, those are my experiences. -__-

Sheesh, that's a long list!