Post your stories of boastful/arrogant students

<p>I'd like to hear some of your experiences of students who seemed really arrogant and smart-aleck. For example, I've had a few classmates myself who pointed out to everyone that they were "Ivy material" and I've also heard stories of students who become bossy after getting their acceptances from prestigious colleges. </p>

<p>While irritating for some, I had a kick out of reading stories like this in CC in the past few years from different threads, because I had been in the same situation. Unfortunately, I wasn't able to find much from searching the forums. It would be nice to read everyone's stories!</p>

<p>I had this one kid in my academic decathlon class who talked so much smack and acted like he was a genius. He acted like I was his best friend when I didn’t even know him. Then he started bragging about he was going to steal my spot on the team.</p>

<p>Then he got owned.</p>

<p>JUST TO CLARIFY: when I said “I’d been in the same situation,” I meant that I’d met a couple of people who were really arrogant or show-offs. While I admit to perpetrating a couple of ego-boosting moments myself, I’m the type of person who keeps her accomplishments to herself because I get embarrassed when people talk about me. :P</p>

<p>Anyways, here’s one experience I’ve had:</p>

<p>Two years ago, when I was a sophomore, there was this senior, N, in my Creative Writing class. He was the definition of a prodigy–a literary genius. I have never met a more brilliant, more eloquent writer than he was. Since I was his junior, I wanted to be as good as him and looked up to him as an older brother. </p>

<p>Whenever I ranted about college (“I’m hopeless, I’ll never get in anywhere”), he always made fun of me, saying, “you worry too much” or “look at me, senior year I’m smooth sailing–and you just watch me I’ll get into Berkeley.” It never made sense to me how he could be so certain and laid-back, when here I am pulling hairs over whether I’d get admitted anywhere or not. Nevertheless, I was also certain that with his unparalleled writing skills, he could write a really good personal statement, which made him a “shoo-in” to me.</p>

<p>And when admissions decisions came, he didn’t get into UC Berkeley–nor any of the top schools he applied to, for that matter. The only university that accepted him was UC Irvine. However, he considered himself “too good” for UC Irvine, so to the dismay of everyone around him he decided to attend the local community college then transfer to Berkeley. </p>

<p>I thought that was a pretty stupid move. If he goes to the local community college with a bunch of drop-outs from my high school all over again instead of the university where there would at least be some sort of rigor, I could only predict that he would only feel a grave insult to his intelligence. Moreover, he could probably have an easier time transferring between UCs. Whenever I think about him, half of me wants to gloat and say, “I TOLD YOU SO!” and half of me just feels sorry for so much lost potential. One thing I learned, though: good thing I had never listened to him.</p>

<p>Here’s another story:</p>

<p>Back in eighth grade, this girl, E, always liked to show off how smart she was in class, was very involved in school, and was a favorite of my teachers. All the students and teachers were certain that she’d end up being valedictorian. Everyone liked her and looked up to her, but I was always turned off because she was acted snobby towards me and was quite bossy. For example, when I had gotten the President position for a club, she seemed irritated and sometimes acted like she was the President as she would boss me around. I usually just shrug it off and ignore her. I was the #2 in class, but I was the prankster type and liked to stay behind the scenes, so I wasn’t as popular as her.</p>

<p>Everyone was applying to a prestigious college prep high school in the region. I didn’t apply–my family was moving out of the area, anyway, so why bother. Funny thing is, no one in my school ended up getting accepted except this one other quiet girl in our class. While everyone was surprised, I couldn’t help but just laugh at how embarrassing this might have been for E.</p>

<p>She never got to be valedictorian either–my mom likes to speculate that competition with me in certain classes had subsequently lowered her GPA which caused her class rank to lower, and since I moved out of the area before the school’s graduation, I couldn’t be the valedictorian, so the award fell to the third person in rank. Or something like that. From time to time, I wonder how she’s doing right now.</p>

<p>theres this kid in my ap calc class that is always saying that those of us going to our state school are “wasting our potential.” lol. it seems kinda funny to me cuz were the ones who got scholarships to go there and he hasnt. but he still acts like he is so much better than everyone because he applied to “better” schools. but well see in the end i suppose ;)</p>

<p>ugh. More than almost anything, arrogance drives me crazy.</p>

<p>A little story-- </p>

<p>So, being a junior and all, my grade has been buzzing about colleges: where we want to go, what we want to do, how College A has this program and College B has another. It’s been pretty fun, for the most part.</p>

<p>A girl asked me which ones I was looking into. So I started listing off the few that had been on my mind, “Oh, you know, liberal arts type schools, like blah and blah and blah and I really like Brown, but–”</p>

<p>Before I could continue, she interrupted me. “BROWN? That’s MY school!”</p>

<p>I was a little flabbergasted, honestly. With Brown’s acceptance rates nowadays, there aren’t a lot of people who can confidently say they’re an in.</p>

<p>Kid blocked me on facebook and pretty much stopped associating with me because he assumed he would go to a significantly better college than me.</p>

<p>He got rejected from every ivy league and now he might be going to Berkeley with me. :)</p>

<p>I love sitting down arrogant kids since I don’t even try to establish myself as an academic person, but i’m still winning. :D</p>

<p>Met a lemon who was more hairy and more sour than I ever was. That lemon would always brag about his hairy sourness in my face.</p>

<p>I cried.</p>

<p>Then, he got pruned into lemon juice.</p>

<p>Karma bites, ya know?</p>

<p>^ Victory.</p>

<p>Lol… This was me freshman and sophomore year. It took a large look at myself, and thinking why the hell was I so lonely.</p>

<p>Back then I thought I was the ****, and didn’t have to work for anything whatsoever.
It was then that I decided to help people more, and I slowly turned those that disliked me into friends.</p>