I dropped out of high school. Most of you know that already. But I made up for my sins of wasting other people's tax dollars by getting my GED (and surpassing all expectations) in December of 2002. It has been 3 years since I set foot in Northwest High, but suddenly, they feel the need to send me school newsletters. I enjoy this because I can be informed (biasedly, but still informed) about the goings on in the district that my son will one day attend. (Also, when I vote, I could care less who wins the presidency, but I know exactly how I'm going to vote for every education-related issue. If I were a politician, education would be my platform.)

Today I got my second newsletter from the Northwest district. I noticed two things right away:
1. The assistant principal, and I don't mind putting his name here because he knows he's a prick, Jim Knirr, who hassled me daily while I was in school, has made principal of Northwest High. I am angry and outraged at this because he did make my life a living hell. The numerous phone calls from my parents alone should have kept this man from ever working again, much less getting a promotion. When high school comes around for my son, I will seriously consider paying tuition for him to attend a private school if Jim Knirr is still the principal. (Which he probably will be, he's a young leprechan looking man)

2. One of the local elementary schools's principal's name is Gay Moore. I laughed at first, and then I thought, what cruel parents this guy must have. I hope he doesn't take it out on the kids.

Anyway, that's my thoughts. I dislike the school I was forced to attend more than ever now, and there are several issues on the next ballot for the school. How mean am I?

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Ha, Ha. Gay Moore.

Chicka, you're no more bitter than the average disenchanted American. The problem with someone ruling anywhere is wonton abuse of power, and it seems your little Jim Knirritating is a good example of why MOTHERFUCKIN PRINICIPALS NEED TO BE TAKEN OUT MUHFUKKIN BACK AND GET FO'TY CAPS BUSTED IN THEY MUHFUKKIN ASSES!

Sorry, I digress. Anyway, GENERALLY, people who teach aren't always doing it for the social rewards, and someone who becomes a principal is someone who has decided not to teach anymore, if ever, and decided to rule. Your principal sounds exactly like the principal of my elementary school. Your Jim Knirrediculous is just another thing leading me back to the same conclusion:

REVOLUTION. We need a true democracy or a different form of government completely. This one allows sons of bitches like Jim Knirretarded to become bitter and stagnate in a job that no one in their right mind would take. If there were better jobs, or at least better pay and rewards for the shitty jobs, there wouldn't be such angst permeating the minds of ADULTS.

That being said, you know a guy named Gay Moore. Heh heh.

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I dropped out of high school. Most of you know that already. But I made up for my sins of wasting other people's tax dollars by getting my GED (and surpassing all expectations) in December of 2002. It has been 3 years since I set foot in Northwest High, but suddenly, they feel the need to send me school newsletters. I enjoy this because I can be informed (biasedly, but still informed) about the goings on in the district that my son will one day attend. (Also, when I vote, I could care less who wins the presidency, but I know exactly how I'm going to vote for every education-related issue. If I were a politician, education would be my platform.)

Today I got my second newsletter from the Northwest district. I noticed two things right away:
1. The assistant principal, and I don't mind putting his name here because he knows he's a prick, Jim Knirr, who hassled me daily while I was in school, has made principal of Northwest High. I am angry and outraged at this because he did make my life a living hell. The numerous phone calls from my parents alone should have kept this man from ever working again, much less getting a promotion. When high school comes around for my son, I will seriously consider paying tuition for him to attend a private school if Jim Knirr is still the principal. (Which he probably will be, he's a young leprechan looking man)

2. One of the local elementary schools's principal's name is Gay Moore. I laughed at first, and then I thought, what cruel parents this guy must have. I hope he doesn't take it out on the kids.

Anyway, that's my thoughts. I dislike the school I was forced to attend more than ever now, and there are several issues on the next ballot for the school. How mean am I?

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G.E.D. "graduates" untie!

Actually, I didn't "drop out", per-se. I studied for my G.E.D. while still remaining in school, then when I was prepared for it, I took my G.E.D., and told the office at school I wouldn't be coming in any more.

Technically, I graduated a half a year before the rest of my class.

Practically, I am just a dropout loser with a wannabe diploma.

Hopefully, I am a future chef/business owner.

Likely, I will end up stuck at a boring computer job with low-end pay.

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My mum worked with a principal called A.Dick.

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My principal was called Dick Cherry.

Chicka you should totally fight this guy .......... at home time behind the bike sheds. Ha ha (ha?).
No seriously have you ever thought about using straw + spitwads on him? Fuck with his car and shit. If need be, lay a cable on his desk if you get the chance.
Play this right and you can own this school. Remember Rodney Dangerfield in that movie 'Back to School' ? ,well watching that movie knda reminds me of that movie where Courtney Coxes husband goes back to school and totally becomes 'teh man'.
You can do this if you would only apply yourself chicka.
Trust me, I got ezpelled plenty of times , I know what I am talking about (willis?).

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smam, why does that kid in your sig pic look like he's licking a Pocket Rocketâ„¢?

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That's me, playing some jazz on the sax at Butlins Clacton-on-Sea round about 1980. Ahh how I loved the jazz circuit. Me and Roy Castle used to play the same gigs before he died of lung cancer. Roy never smoked a cigarette in his life but because he played sax in smoky jazz clubs he had lungs like a smoked kipper.
I am currently suing his estate because I figured that 1/2 the smoke he was imbibing musta come from cigarettes I had purchased with my own hard earned cash.

(kippers don't actually have lungs as fish traditionally use gills to breathe with, but picture a kipper walking down the street with a suitcase, well in that suitcase is a lung of an man who frequntly smoked, and technically that lung belongs to the kipper because it is in his suitcase right?)

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Actually, I once knew this chick named Carter Raper. I felt pretty bad for her. She told me she got it real bad in high school, too. Anyway, what specifically did your old principal do to you that was so bad? Not that I'm saying your opinion isn't 100% valid, because I'm sure it is, but out of curiosity I'd just like to know what he did that would make you want to save money in the cookie jar for private education.

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Let me put it this way, if something went wrong in the school, it was automatically an accusation against me. I had a permanent pass to my 2nd period (because he didn't expect me to show up at school before then), so that I could meet him in his office about anything that I could have/should have/would have/might have done. My mother worked at the school as a cafeteria worker, and he harrassed her continually. He insisted on escorting me to classes whenever possible (I realize he was making sure I was going, but when was I allowed any kind of social interaction because of this?). He banned me from 3 after school activities, without reason. When I was elected (by my teachers) to the IPA (Important Person Award), he tried to keep me from going, AND refused to send my parents notice of said award. When elected to the future leaders committee, he insisted on witholding the notices of those meetings from me as well. I also had no friends in the leaders committee, so I just kind of had to keep an eye on some of the girls who were in it to see if we were having a meeting.
I could go on, but I don't feel like complaining. You asked, and those are some of the most jerkish examples I can give you. Also, keep in mind I only attended this school for 2.5 years.

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My high school principle was semi-literate. For the spelling bee, he pronounced villain "vill-yun" and hors d'oeuvres "horse doovers." Yes, that really happened.

He once announced over the PA that "one of them Vietnamese cars" was parked in the teachers' lot. We weren't sure if he meant a car manufactured in Vietnam (with its burgeoning auto export industry) or a car belonging to a Vietnamese student, i.e., "one of them Vietnamese's cars." In any case, he said it was a "Pew-got."

My high school Physical Sciences teacher told the class that comets had tails because they came so close to the Earth that they scraped the atmosphere and sparks flew off, a phenomenon she compared to "a pickup truck dragging a chain down the street." And even she was smarter than the principal.

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Oh. MY. GOD. wow.

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Oh ya? Well, my math teacher ear fucked me once!

Did anyone go to a school where the theory of evolution and similar stuff was dismissed?

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No, but I did run across a woman in a gas station claiming we weren't descended from monkeys. Among other things.

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Let me put it this way, if something went wrong in the school, it was automatically an accusation against me. I had a permanent pass to my 2nd period (because he didn't expect me to show up at school before then), so that I could meet him in his office about anything that I could have/should have/would have/might have done. My mother worked at the school as a cafeteria worker, and he harrassed her continually. He insisted on escorting me to classes whenever possible (I realize he was making sure I was going, but when was I allowed any kind of social interaction because of this?). He banned me from 3 after school activities, without reason. When I was elected (by my teachers) to the IPA (Important Person Award), he tried to keep me from going, AND refused to send my parents notice of said award. When elected to the future leaders committee, he insisted on witholding the notices of those meetings from me as well. I also had no friends in the leaders committee, so I just kind of had to keep an eye on some of the girls who were in it to see if we were having a meeting.
I could go on, but I don't feel like complaining. You asked, and those are some of the most jerkish examples I can give you. Also, keep in mind I only attended this school for 2.5 years.

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Yes, I know. That's what was great about it. She was right and didn't even know it.

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That is sad.

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I will rate you hard, and unendingly.

I'd also like to include that I have found out that Gay Moore is not a man, but a woman. I feel really bad for laughing now. (Also, Moore is her married name)

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You sure it wasn't "Gaye"?
I have never seen a woman named "Gay", at least not her first name.

In my school, we couldn't wear chains (they could be weapons! Oh no!), no hats (gangs!), no sports jackets (not that I cared, but again, gangs!) couldn't have CD players (liability), and were often restricted to campus for lunch (unless we had a car). The reason for the restriction of on-campus lunch? Too much trash was being left along the way to common stores. Funny thing was, the paths littered weren't the path people walked to the stores. Simple logic dictates that a person on foot is likely to take the shortest distance to any given place, and the vehicular traffic and pedestrian traffic shared about two or three lengths of road to get to the different places. Not much logic there.

It's all petty, small crap, but it just kept getting added on.

I just feel most of it was stupid because my town, at last census, had about 5,000 people in it.

I didn't have as shitty of a life in HS as some of you, but the administration was stupid as hell.

On the schoolday after 9/11, every other school in the area had it's flag at half-mast. My high school did not.

Blah.

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You sure it wasn't "Gaye"?
I have never seen a woman named "Gay", at least not her first name.

In my school, we couldn't wear chains (they could be weapons! Oh no!), no hats (gangs!), no sports jackets (not that I cared, but again, gangs!) couldn't have CD players (liability), and were often restricted to campus for lunch (unless we had a car). The reason for the restriction of on-campus lunch? Too much trash was being left along the way to common stores. Funny thing was, the paths littered weren't the path people walked to the stores. Simple logic dictates that a person on foot is likely to take the shortest distance to any given place, and the vehicular traffic and pedestrian traffic shared about two or three lengths of road to get to the different places. Not much logic there.

It's all petty, small crap, but it just kept getting added on.

I just feel most of it was stupid because my town, at last census, had about 5,000 people in it.

I didn't have as shitty of a life in HS as some of you, but the administration was stupid as hell.

On the schoolday after 9/11, every other school in the area had it's flag at half-mast. My high school did not.

Blah.

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