<p>What is your favorite/craziest high school memories and/or stories?</p>
<p>C'mon I wanna hear some dirt...</p>
<p>A crazy high school memory....one would have to be during the Homecoming football game....we were performing dances during the halftime performance and these guys in thongs come running across the field in the freezing cold (early November) and jump the fence on the other side. We play in the college stadium near the high school.</p>
<p>Awesome, I love topics like these. <em>grin</em></p>
<p>My best memory was when I was a little freshman rookie, first full day of school. The building was really huge compared the teeny middle school I came from, so I naturally got lost like a wandering child.</p>
<p>Anyway, I was frustrated that I couldn't find my first class, so I took a restroom break. When I came in, I was wandering back and forth wondering why there weren't any urinals. Then a junior came out of the stalls, gives me a bewildered look, then screamed words like "OMG you f-ing perv!" and other stuff like that. (I should've known when I saw the tampon dispenser a few seconds earlier.)</p>
<p>I explained myself to the security guy and he just smiled at me. Then he escorted me to class. At least I found out where the room was.</p>
<p>Good times...</p>
<p>My favorite story:</p>
<p>One day, at an assembly, our school had a debate, students vs. teachers. The resolve was something about whether or not revealing clothes should be allowed in a school. The teachers were saying it should, the students that it shouldn't.</p>
<p>So, during one segment, one teacher- a co-principal, actually- said something like "revealing can be a good thing. Today, in my math class, I'm going to reveal the (don't remember what it was) formula..."</p>
<p>A little later, at the end of her speech, one of the students stood up to ask a cross-ex question and said, "You say revealing is a good thing. How would you feel if I were to reveal my buttocks to everyone in the audience here?" So she (the teacher) said, "Go ahead."</p>
<p>And so, he did, and proceeded to moon the entire school.</p>
<p>Incidentally, this student is now at Princeton.</p>
<p>Hahah! I wonder if that was planned.</p>
<p>Probably calling one of my friends who got suspended for a month (he deserved it, smoking pot at lunch, dumbass) every day at 8:30am just to **** him off.</p>
<p>thats just plain mean</p>
<p>Hehe, yeah, it is.</p>
<p>Our school was supposedly known for its great art program. However, in my year, none of us in the art program was really all that great. Everyone was going to major in Biology, Business, going into the army, maybe only 1 person was going to study art in college.</p>
<p>So anyway, Cal Arts did a presentation. Thankfully the lights were off and the school rep hadn't seen that half the people were sleeping. She did the usual powerpoint and had spent 3-4 slides talking about the dorms/living situation there.</p>
<p>Then after the presentation she took questions and the girl sitting next to me (who had happened to be sleeping) raised her hand and asked, "Are there dorms?"</p>
<p>The representative was really taken aback (I'm talking shocked!), but gained her composure and answered the question. The girl who'd asked the question never had a clue of what she just did.</p>
<p>At the time, I felt embarassed for my class, but after getting together with some of my old classmates and reminiscing about this moment, I find it soooo hilarious. But it was kind of one of those you had to be there.</p>
<p>Needless to say, I don't think Cal Arts will ever be coming back to our school.</p>
<p>Well, being from Southern California, our outdoor school is not really built for unpleasant weather. There are a couple spots where the cement ground dips and there are valleys and slopes that are barely noticeable when there is no water on the ground. However a few years ago we got some serious rain every day over a weekend. When we came back to school on Monday morning these little dips, particularly one large one by the cafeteria, had gathered all the rainwater from the campus and turned into gigantic ponds. A few of the senior guys decided that they felt like a dip, so they whippped out some pool rafts, donned their speedos, and went swimming in the puddles in the middle of the hallway.</p>
<p>to get from the student parking lot into the school, you have to walk at least a half a mile up a hill. in the winter, the path becomes completely frozen, so watching people slide the whole way down in the morning is always fun. skiing down the hill after school is a hoot too. but my favorite is definitely getting out of my car while at the red light and throwing snowballs at everyones car...tradition is so fun sometimes</p>
<p>your entire school is outdoors PVbebe1????? !</p>
<p>well the classrooms are enclosed, but buildings and hallways are open-air</p>
<p>Mosby is your school anywhere near Cal Arts? </p>
<p>As for having schools outdoors... Most schools in Southern California are completly outdoor schools, except for the classrooms of course.</p>
<p>The senior girls decided to get senior girl shirts that said 'Ladies is pimps too' and we all wore them on the day of a pep rally. Since senior girl shirts are not organized by the school, they usually have not been reviewed by the administration (who didn't care the past few years) This year, the school has a new principal and vice principal and they called us into the office and compared the shirts to the swastika, which really was taking it too far. Even the teachers opposed the administration and started making labels that said 'censored' for us to put on 'pimps', started researching about free speech in school court cases, and were talking about making 'teachers is pimps too' shirts. So during lunch, some of the seniors made dozens of huge pimp signs and the guys went home and changed into pimp clothes and we showed up at the pep rally as an entire class of pimps.</p>
<p>Needless to say, the principal was not very pleased.</p>
<p>wait so the school looks like a bunch of little houses???? (each classroom is a different like little 8x8 shack ????</p>
<p>faux - My school is outdoor also. No, each classroom is not a little "shack." The classrooms are basically all connected in long buildings and are indoor, but u can enter the classrooms only from the outside and leave them to the outside. We do have portables at the back, however, which are not connected. You hang out outside, you walk from class to class outisde...there basically is no inside except for the classrooms, cafeteria, offices,gym, etc, which are all separate buildings. It sucks when it rains! Most schools around here and in most of cali are outdoor, and no i dont live in socal.</p>
<p>Faux... Our schools are far too overcrowded to fit us all in little 8x8 shacks, there larger then that. :-) However as starryqt22 said, the classrooms can all be accessed from the outside, and generally in the middle of the building there is a small core area where teachers can meet and talk, the area is generally rather small however, much smaller then the classrooms.</p>
<p>Last year, as a junior, I had really annoying locker-neighbors. It was these two girls and they were the types that would stand so close to their lockers that you couldn't have your locker door open at all. They would often inadvertantly close ours, despite my protests. Well, after putting up with this for like 8 months I was getting really annoyed that the dang broads couldn't back up a bit... so I figured out their locker com and a couple of my friends and I snuck into the school on a sunday with 15 cubit feet of packing peanuts (those foam packaging materials), and proceeded to stuff their locker to the breaking point with them. After cleaning up the outside and floor so it didn't look like anything had happened, we snuck back out. The next day as I was coming down the junior hallway, I heard a "AHHHHHHH! *****!", accompanied by a loud poof-ish noise. There the fatter of the two stood: covered and surrounded by a mountain of packing peanuts. I never got caught, and the best part is the principal made her clean it up. Oh sweet revenge >8}</p>
<p>It was 10th grade or 11th grade halloween, and some guy came to school in his boxers and a blanket sheet wrapped around his neck, and afterschool, some guy came from behind him and pulled down his boxers, and the school buses around him got flashed.</p>