First Day
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I met my best friend of middle school during our first PE lesson there, we were throwing and catching beanbags to warm up and we both were of the mind that a 'beanbag war' would be a pretty dandy idea.
Well, considering the nightmares that would follow, that small incident is nothing. It's the twilight years of my college existence. Sooner or later I'm gonna be looking for a job. Or going into another school for flight lessons once I get the funding.stormcaller said:
Well, this isn't a school story, but the first time I went to Air cadets (in September), I was instantly branded as "the Sea Cadet," because I used to be a sea cadet (yeah, really) and I "defected" over to Air cadets, as my sea cadet friend would say. Incase you can't tell there is some amount of inter-element competetition between sea, air , and army cadets.
I won't be able to shake that name until I graduate my glider course this summer.
I won't be able to shake that name until I graduate my glider course this summer.
Years of practice my friend. We can't miss.stormcaller said:
At my first day of uni, I was one of three guys in my whole year. That was a rather pleasant surprise. There were 27 women, and 3 guys. Good times, then one of the guys dropped, and some ladies too. Oh well, you win some, you lose some.
On my first day living in a college dorm I went to the bathroom late at night and heard a shower running. It was like, 1 AM so I thought somebody had left it on. Being the environmentally conscious guy I am I decided to go turn it off. I opened up the curtain to discover there was actually a girl showering in there (our bathrooms and dorm rooms are co-ed since it used to be an all girls college but only recently started letting guys in. The school didn't want to pay for new dorms and stuff). I panicked and ran away without apologizing or anything. I went back to my room and went to sleep only to receive a knock on my door at about 3 AM. It turns out that girl was the head of the school sponsored committee that women can go to if they've been raped/harassed ect and they wanted an explanation for peeping on her in the shower. I tried explaining what happened but they still wanted to have a hearing the next day about it. They didn't end up kicking me out or anything but I wasn't allowed in that bathroom or even be on the same floor as her anymore so they moved me to a higher floor. It's fine though, my new roommate ended up being my best friend so I guess it worked out.
I started a new school, got up to lunch without making any friends and managed to drop my lunch before taking a bite.
I've been using that to describe my situation at college since last year, even before the movie. Last 1 unit left. Wish me luck.stormcaller said:
You sir, win the internet.BardSeed said:
Staying on topic, Bard, do you have any good and/or embarassing first-day stories?
Keep in mind that anything you say will show up on G4L
Yeah, I'm moving back to Cape Town to go back to University on January 26. The problem is that I'm 4 years out of high-school and so out of whack with concentrating and studying. Plus the kids who are fresh out of high school seem like a generation apart from me. At least my extra life experiences will give me an advantage.
My high school first days were relatively mundane. My final day of Grade 12 high school consisted of my final exam on history. I did so horribly on it that I was convinced that I would not only fail the exam, but the entire class. My teacher told the class to come see him after exams to see what their updated marks were, up until the exams. I got a piddly low 60-something. Despondent over my shitty marks, I headed to the bus home..... only to find out that the busses were long gone.
Overall, the year had been crap, both in terms of marks, and my social life. I dwelled upon everything that had happened up to that point in the 2.5 hours it took me to walk home.
Surprisingly, I found out on graduation day that I had passed. It was a 51, however, so it may very well have been one of those "You suck, but I feel pity for you, so I'm going to pass you" marks.
Overall, the year had been crap, both in terms of marks, and my social life. I dwelled upon everything that had happened up to that point in the 2.5 hours it took me to walk home.
Surprisingly, I found out on graduation day that I had passed. It was a 51, however, so it may very well have been one of those "You suck, but I feel pity for you, so I'm going to pass you" marks.
Shit, man. That's got to suck. Wasn't there a door to the bathroom that she could have locked? If so, it's her fault for not locking the door.Evilbunny said:
Was it a pirate eyepatch? 'Cause if so, that would have been sweet.Kuweekee said:
On my first day of the 13th grade my teacher said I should cover a song (he knew that I'm not bad when it comes to the guitar or vocals) so that everybody in the school department can hear it (~ 350 people). He said I should pick a nice song. I did. Kissing the Shadows by Children of Bodom.
Let's just say that most people didn't like it but it was a great cover.
Let's just say that most people didn't like it but it was a great cover.