I am an Angel.


Has anybody been? I didn't make a habit of it, but I certainly have a couple instances where I was forced to make an appearance.
1. In either 3rd or 4th grade, I made a website with my friend who we thought were the hottest girls, who we thought were big homos, and reasons for both these things. It ended up getting around to the entire grade, we almost got expelled, and there was an assembly in regards to the internet and how powerful it can be.
In hindsight, I feel like a bully for making fun of the guys, but other than that, other 3rd or 4th graders should have the right to know that Jennifer grew a set over summer or that Lisa had a fat ass that I wanted to do naughty things with. All and all, I think it was a pretty informative website, if only it was still in existence today.
2. In 7th or 8th grade, I would hit on this relatively unattractive girl in jest and while she never told me to stop, I probably should have known before I took it to the next step. She was bending over once and I pinched her thong back and let it rip, she told the teacher, and I was sent to the principle because of it. The principle went on this whole rant about how I should be in jail for sexual harassment, how my mother didn't raise me properly to think it was right to do something like that... I apologized to the girl and made friends with her towards the end of middle school and unlike the principle said, life didn't end, and all was well.
3. Boston College was playing in a matinee game for the tournament and my Dad and brothers were texting me like crazy. The game went into overtime and I was debating skipping class but decided not to. The teacher warned me the first time, I said alright, he warned me the second time, I said alright, and then finally, right in the middle of overtime, he said to me "this is the third time I've had to warn you, you can either go to the advisor chair (principles office) or you can give me your phone." I thought about it long and hard, but the decision was easy... my boys, possibly Craig Smith's last game in a Boston College uniform were playing and I had to show my loyalty and chose the former, going to the principles office.
The class, as well as the teacher, was stunned. I stood up to the ultimate douchebag of teachers instead of being a pussy like I had been for the first 8 months of school. The best part is, I slowly walked to the office and saw Boston College secure the victory, and then the principle was out of the office. So I sat there for a minute and then asked the assistant, "what would the punishment be if I refused to give me cell phone to my teacher?" and she said that I'd be suspended so I went back to class, handed him my cell phone and received a whipping from the teacher after class as opposed to being suspended by the principle. I flat out told him, I don't mean to disrespect you, it's just I care a lot a bit more about Boston College basketball than I do on learning how to make a word plural en Espanol.
Lets hear your horror stories.




This is the real reason Sox delibebrity got sent to the Principles Office...
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Thanks. Now I have Young MC in my head.
On topic. I went a ton of times.


in college the rd reported me n my boyfriend for showering together at 3 am in the girls bathroom on my floor. UMO let us share a dorm room so obviously there was only bathing going on. it was surreal.
i've had to go to the principals office because of things my kids did. generally i think most of the people i've dealt with at my kids schools are douchebags. Tesla was constantly harassed about her kinda emo/punk fashion sense. when i asked the principal if she knew what Tesla's grades were she said no. Tesla had the highest scores in the entire high school in math and english on the standardized school performance tests that year.
Don't look back ~ You're not going that way!
The principal's office eh? Brings back memories. mY favorite's gotta be this:
When I was in middle-school 2 friends and I played a dumb prank (if you can call it that) on a teacher and an annoying queer. We were killing two birds with one stone because he had a vendetta on the teacher and the kid annoyed the shit outta me. He was 4'8", sang Backstreet or NSync shit all the time, talked shit, tried to start fights, but always ran away screaming for help when confronted. The teacher always held a math tutoring class at lunch and the kid always hid there. My friend and I made two Axe bombs (spray deodorant that sprays and spins non-stop until it's exhausted) and chucked them into the class SWAT style nailing the kid in the head and landing in the middle of their study session spraying everyone. When they ran outside they ran into four stink bombs.
Anyway, long story short, he got caught by witnesses and ratted me out to the principal because he didn't want to go to a week of detention alone. Looking out for numero uno though, I had already had talked to a seperate group of friends to setup an alibi for me and managed to charm the principal into calling up 5 of them seperately as witnesses.
Gentleman (n.)- a civilized, educated, charming, well-mannered narcissist with slight sociopathic tendencies


Kindergarten got sent for putting mirrors on my shoes and looking up girls dresses and for kissing girls on the playground and lots of fighting. First grade often for fighting. Second,third,fouth grade guess......yep fighting. Fifth grade I started karate classes and stopped fighting, but I did get sent for being a class clown a few times but my whole elementary time I was a class clown. Middle School I settled down and became pretty shy for some reason probably cause we had football practice in the mornings and I was pretty tired especially off-season when we got into lifting weights. I got into one fight in sixth grade with a kid named Charles, I called him Chuck one time and he flew into a rage for no reason and grabbed my shirt popping off a button then tried to hit me so I grabbed his wrist and lcoked it then gave him a nice side kick in the ribs sending him flying into a bunch of desks breaking one. The Principal was angry but the teacher told him I was just defending myself so I just got detention for a day he got it for a week. After that I was pretty calm I guess it had to do with switching to Jeet Kune Do the Summer before 8th grade and my favorite Step-Mother dying from cancer, she was more of a mother to me than my natural mother so her death was pretty hard on me. Never went to the Principal in High School probably out of respect for her death I tried my best to be a good kid I made honor roll every year and played football and other sports as much as possible.....
Coarse edged youth, the irish pendants string from their smiles
not yet plucked as to slacken the seams
and drag down the features of age,
no folds or creases from unkempt wear
eyes of tranquilty, crystalline-beads
no sign of despair in their hair, nor their hearts
but oh they have yet to be experienced and that makes aging so very worth it...ML circa2012
Sure then they would say:
"Because you are so bad, you cant come to school for three days. Suspension!"
I said like:
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got suspended for sexual harrasment, well expelled really. some stupid sub was a total bitch. i walk in late dont recall why now. the damn women started going off on me then the rest of the class. calling every one brats, and saying we were acting like a bunch of little spoiled brats. some kid made a racial slang at her. i leaned to a friend and said man it must be her time of the month. that got me expelled the principle didnt like me any way. so after that my mom pulled me out told me to get home schooled lol. good times good times.
i bet in the world you live in every one is a pony, eats rainbows, and craps butterflys.
there is no damn justice in the world.

I couldn't begin to count the number of times I've been to the principles office.
little.girl.little.girl.you.should.close.your.eyes .that.view.is.gettin'.me.high
A friend of my brothers worked at a jewelry shop where he would make stupid little necklaces out of small pieces of gold that was unused from whatever he was doing that day. So he made this necklace that said, "Fuck You". I thought it was the coolest thing in the world so I decided to where it to school all of the time. This was freshman year high school... So my health teacher saw it one day and said, "Are you trying to tell me something...?" I had no idea what she was talking about. She was LIVID and was like, "Fuck me, huh?" Not in my worst nightmare, this women was pushing 300lbs and was about as short as I was, 5'0" (I was just a wittle guy...). Sent to the principles office and suspended for five days. But this was the same teacher that threatened to give me a Lorraina Bobbit had I not tucked my "oh so long" belt into my pocket. My mom had a FIELD DAY about that! Bitch threatened to cut off my knob for not tucking in my belt!
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I was at the principle nearly every week for something. Usually I was there for arguing with the teachers. Luckily I went to a small football oriented school, and my coach would go to bat for me a lot just to keep me on the field on Friday nights.
I thought I was right and my teachers were just dicks. Now I realize that I was just a kid with a major attitude problem, but some of my teachers were assholes, too.
“I used to do drugs. I still do drugs. But I used to, too.”


Once in the 6th grade I got sent to the principals office. Some kid kept shitting on the boy's room floor. For some reasons everybody thought it was me. I got harshly interrogated but came out a free innocent man. The floor shitter's indentity remained anonymous...but I would like to have kicked his ass.

Believe it or not, I was hardly ever there. Shit...in elementary school, I was in there. Once.
Middle School I saw the assistant principal and in high school I saw the deans for skipping class. I was a good boy, really.
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I can't remember much of school.

I was sent to the principle's office in the first grade.
The principle thought she'd cow me by telling me that she'd call my mother if I didn't act proper.
I just missed her head with a thrown chair. She moved petty fast for a fat woman.
Yeah...I was expelled.
So many cries of inequality stem from one of group
of people doing little or nothing and then bitching
about another group that actually does something
to improve their lives.

you know they say doms is so tough under that thick hair there is no skull just another fist.
i bet in the world you live in every one is a pony, eats rainbows, and craps butterflys.
there is no damn justice in the world.

So many cries of inequality stem from one of group
of people doing little or nothing and then bitching
about another group that actually does something
to improve their lives.



damn i didnt get the banned smiley from doms well fine then i will just give it tomyself![]()
i bet in the world you live in every one is a pony, eats rainbows, and craps butterflys.
there is no damn justice in the world.
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