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Hate? HATE? I wish I hated school, but fact is, I left almost 4 years ago and school's left such a bad taste in my mouth that I'm still puking my guts out from it to this day. Hate doesn't cover it, buddy. They dressed us up in black and white and gave us gaudy ties, the individual?! No such thing, you play a part in the unsightly amorphous blob of collective students crammed inside a fenced perimeter, with gates locked and a thousand eyes forcibly set on the visions of a bunch of f**king idiots. Twelve years. Twelve f**king years I sat there, I didn't learn, I was assimilated. I was set up to fit into their systems like some freakin' machine. Was I taught respect? No, unquestioned obedience. That was it. And those so called adults still tried to manipulate us, as an insult to our intelligence.
What did I get out of this, an A? Some Bs and some Cs? They think I'm prepared to sit through twelve years of mind numbing, time wasting busy work just for some letters on a f**king page? It doesn't mean a damn thing to me. I never wanted to be a part of their system yet there's no choice. I'm a human being just like those at the top and yet they direct my life like that? They try to teach me trigonometry? What the hell do I need that for? The teacher's reply? 'Well, the only real purpose here is to show a future prospective employer that you are prepared to waste your life doing all kinds of pointless s**t just to satisfy those in a position of authority.' She didn't use those words, but hell, that's what it amounted to. Do it to show that you've no mind of your own!

I was constantly getting ill when I was at school, yet since I've left, I've not had a single bedridden day. They packed hundreds of us into one building, they kept us out in the cold at break times because they weren't willing to allocate even a single person to supervise us indoors. Making me wake up at 7 in the morning, so f**king tired all the time. I couldn't sleep, knowing what I'd have to go through the next day, let alone with my AS causing insomnia which I wasn't aware of back then.

They kept entire classes in after lessons because a select few were talking when they should've been working. As a weak attempt to manipulate. To make the 'offender' feel guilty. You think that's good enough reason to waste my time despite that fact that I followed your stupid f**king rules to the letter?

Every day, forced to participate in things that I was entirely uncomfortable with. Every day, getting ignored whenever I actually achieved anything (not that I wanted attention of any sort, but with their minds they certainly wouldn't have thought so) I distinctly remember a day, during the handing out of certificates of achievement, (recognition for arbitrarily selected accomplishments given to those whom the teachers happened to like most.) and I, being one of the very few not to get one despite my consistently above average academic perfomance. But hey, no matter, no need to get hung up on such a little thing. Just ONE incident right? But oh look, EVERY YEAR at high school, a citation evening, awards along much the same lines as the aforementioned certificates of achievement, i'd be suprised if there was a single other person who went through all those years and never received a single award especially with grades like mine, which were not exceptional by any means, but were still considerably above average. (and they gave out little cards to those receiving them in class before the actual evening so those who didn't have them didn't have to bother showing up, so I saw how many were given out, I didn't imagine that they gave out more than they did, because I SAW them) Of course, walking up in front of an audience to receive a stupid award is the last thing that I'd want to do, so technically I'm glad not to have received them, but it's the principle.

Did they realise what it felt like to be alone in the middle of a crowd? The school bus, sitting amidst a mass of noisy, idiotic simpletons, 15 and 16 year olds that get off by sitting behind me and pulling my hair, for f**k sake people, why was/am I sharing a world with this kind of human trash? But if I were to fight back and smash their heads through the f**king window, I'd be crucified.

Half the time lessons were overseen by substitute teachers who often weren't provided with the resources to continue where we had left off, thus forced to resort to supplying a torrent of nonsensical, pointless, poorly printed, time wasting worksheets while offering nothing but supervision, which was often inept to say the least. Yet often that was still more enjoyable than lessons conducted by the proper teachers which could even see students exiting out the windows and onto the roof of the building. and who could blame them? what a peaceful place to be, wish I could've spent all my time up there instead.

And the teachers even had the audacity to tell us to keep our school uniforms in check on our journey home, as to promote a good image for their beloved hell hole, despite them having no authority at that time, they still want full control of us.
Oh how I wanted to jump up and give them all a piece of my mind at the top of my voice. But no, good old AS paralyses my mind whenever i'm around people, I don't feel, I'm just pushed around and don't have the spirit to fight back, a total mental blackout. I can't put words together with eyes staring at me. I would've just embarassed myself if I'd have taken a stand. There was f**k all I could have done.

And homework? What do you think I wasted 8 hours of my time each day doing? Your nonsense work! Then you want me to work away my free time also? Hello? Teachers? If you'd have organised the place properly we could have gotten twice the work done during the school day and therefore had no need for homework. But that's school for ya, I was always suffering from the mistakes and ineptitude of others.

And makng me read out loud? I remember once, a teacher stating that I had read very well, therefore he asked me to read a second time, while those dumb s**ts that couldn't grasp coherence even if they had an electrified coherehence grasping device only had to read once. Very, very few of us enjoyed reading out loud, so I'm sure he knew I didn't WANT to read again, so I was effectively punished for doing well. Just to benefit the class I assume, as it's always hard to follow text when it's been read by someone with a reading age of 5 and the mental capacity of monty the tuna fish's inbred cousin, who was just run over by a two ton truck and ingested by a desperately starved hobo with particularly potent stomach acid. But why should I have had to do it? If he wants people to follow what the stupid f**king book has to say, why doesn't HE read it out? I wasn't there to benefit the class, give me an education you c*nt! If my reading is that great then clearly I don't need any practice. YOU READ IT!

I haven't even got to physical education yet, but there's no use trying to cover that with something as feeble as the written word, or in this case 'typed'. My hatred for PE goes way beyond that.

And the chairs they provided for the GCSE examinations, sitting there, for hours, in a freezing cold room, with your spine pressed against an an exceedingly curved plastic chair back, no doubt thought up by some bastard on a crusade to eliminate bad posture. Well thanks for eliminating comfort at the same time, jerk. I wasn't aware that GCSE mathematics was supposed to contain a physical f**king endurance test.

Hmm. What else have we got? Oh this is like pick 'n' mix isn't it? So many things to complain about, each one a new treat. jesus f**king christ. How about having to carefully watch out for incoming food based projectiles, most often bread, buttered and very messy upon impact. Yeah, I really enjoyed that game. Don't you just love being a target?

Oh yeah, and don't you just love it when you're told: "for homework, write 500 words about a subject so f**king uninspiring that if I were at all human, I'd have scooped by brains out with a an industrial sized icecream scoop by now" f**cking teachers, here's a f**king essay for ya, on how much you all f**king suck! Grade that you arrogant globules of liquid s**t!

Yeah, let's 'tackle' a little PE now shall we, I may not have the words for it, but it needs to be said, f**k you, mr pe teacher for making me participate in a rugby lesson, not realising that I'm not built for that s**t and a 'tackle' causing me some of the most excrutiating physical pain of my life, which caused me back problems for the remainder of my time at that school. Yeah, thanks for that. They never seemed to have a clue that by askng me to push as hard as I could in pe lessons would cause me to feel f**king wrecked for the rest of the day and causing muscle pain for the next few days. I sincerely wish 10,000 times the s**t i've suffered on each of those lousy c*nts.

And the assemblies, primary school head teacher was a f**king vicar, so hardly a surprise that we had to suffer through christian hymns every day, but luckily that f**k died of cancer a few years back, so I hope he's in his stupid fairytale heaven looking down and reading this and hearing how much I f**king hate the bastard. Thanks so much for pushing your idiotic beliefs on dozens of 4 to 11 year olds. All those bible stories, makes me wanna puke. Thought I'd escaped that crap when I got to hisghschool, and I had for the first few years, but at the end a new head teacher comes along with a gut the size of china and starts pushing christian morals down our throats in the (luckily few assemblies he decided to involve himself in) A public school, having to put up with that kind of crap, I bet he's still alive though, bloody shame.

And one of the substitute teachers we had, words failed me, what a grotesque, egotistical elephant of a 'woman'. She didn't do any teaching, the few lessons she was involved in were surreal, wouldn't be surpised if they had the classroom fitted up with secret cameras to watch our reactions and were making some warped reality tv show out of this for another country, because it was so ridiculous! She just wailed on and on in the most snooty voice you ever heard telling us how priviledged we were to have her, such an experienced and important (I forget what she was infact , something to do with textiles i believe) she was. And her self promotion! What delusions she must have had? She was truly absurd, but an unintentional comedy gold mine, if only someone had been there to record her self aggrandizing monologues. I think she wanted us to idolise her as something to aspire to be. But none of us had a chance of being like her, not without finances for our own personal doughnut factory, ain't ever gonna become that obese without some sort of government funding.

Oh and being punctual! Oh, how I was punctual and OH HOW POINTLESS it often was when the teachers themselves were often late for their lessons. Leaving the class stuck outside in the rain waiting for the crummy mobile classrooms to be unlocked. THERE WAS NO EXCUSE you w*kers!

I really resisted the idea of college after the immeasurable crappiness of school, but I eventually signed up to a night course, expecting it to be a bit more organised (I was almost forced into signing up, the course wouldnt teach me anything, I was only doing it to get a stupid qualification to help get a job that I didn't want. I already knew the subject well) It took me ONE session, one visit to that crapfest, a mere 3 hours I believe it lasted, before I said, stuff this! The guy was late to let us into the room, like half an hour late, then he realises he forgot the forms he needs, we all have to go and get stupid id cards made for the place. I had to spend 45 minutes travelling to that college and then another 45 minutes back and all we did was fill in a couple of forms (only half could be filled in, because despite the search, the others could not be located, so more time would be wasted during the next lesson), waste time talking about crap and find out that id be bored out of my mind for the remaining time. Worse, we were going to be paired up next lesson, but only after getting to know each other and having to talk a little in front of each other, this was for a computer engineering course, so all this was completely irrelevant, I couldn't work with other people! Especially as i was the youngest there, coupled with my many social phobias I couldn't deal with that crap. Having been taugh nothing on the subject in a whopping three hours, I knew it wasn't for me. I can't take a pace like that.

Oh and back to high school, one teacher I seriously hated, oh man, a group of us were hanging around the door to our sports hall and there happened to be litter on the ground, (at our school litter was everywhere of course) and this teacher basically tried to put the blame on us, (fair enough because much of it probably was from some of us in the group), but one idiot throws a some packaging at the teacher as he enters the hall and suddenly we all have to go litter picking, despite the fact that he knows damn well it wasn't me because I always followed the rules, yet I always got treated like s**t. What a c*nt.

I think i've almost complained about everything now. Oh wait, there was never any toilet paper! Just when you thought it couldn't get any worse.

No one cared that the stress was getting to me, making me ill. I hate eating and drinking in front of people, so I'd often go nine hours a day without either. In fact, I'd never drink during high school. I don't ever remember doing so. But I couldn't help that. Just because I didn't have a name to put to my condition then, to tie up all my weirdness into a neat little package, so everyone assumed I was just weird and shouldn't have allowances made for me, but so many people treated me like s**t, so they knew I was different, so f**k them.

Even the younger kids would bully me, this one little cretin on my bus sat next to me and started slapping me, what the hell am I supposed to do? If I were to fight back I'd be in all sorts of trouble, it sucked. It's not like he hurt me, but it was demeaning. I never knew how to deal with a situation like that, if I punch him the the face the he's gonna be the victim.

So I'm glad to be away from all that crap. But my life will be forever tainted by those experiences. I'm a hermit now, I don't leave my house, I don't want to deal with these scumbag humans. Life is better like this, but I'm not happy, I've never been happy and never will be. Oh how I crave their destruction.

So that's how much I hated school, and I didn't even get to the fundamental injustice of putting us in what's effectively a prison for 8 hours a day, 5 days a week. Or the mandatory drama lessons during english from years 7 to 9, I would have killed to avoid being watched by the rest of the class. Or what about the teachers who had chronic halitosis? And having to have your shirt tucked in all the time, causing me to look like a complete loser, what the hell is with formality? I can't see the point. It means nothing! But worst of all was the feeling of just BEING there, it was horrendous, constant unease that someone would try to pick up my property and hide it just to piss me off, or unease that in the next lesson I'd have to speak in front of people, or unease that I'd get to class later than everyone else and have to sit in the front row and be subject to abuse from those sitting behind me, or unease that there'd be a test (which I really hate) or unease that I knew the next lesson would be so boring that I'd slip into a tedium induced coma. I could write a book on this s**t, but books bore the hell out of me. I don't have attention span for anything of the sort. Nor do I enjoy writing usually, this was satisfying though, since it's been years since my last rant against school. Thank you for reading and good night.

loyal school hater here!! !

I dread going to school and have always since i first started. i will AWALYS hate school, schooling systems etc


DOWN WITH SCHOOOOOOLLLL!! !! !! !! !

I hated going to school. It seemed that all that my peers wanted to do, was either pick on me, or ignore me. That garbage started when I was in Grade 4. It didn't end, until I was in Grade 11. I've hated myself during the hardest years of my schooling. College wasn't much better. I was picked on by a loser who was in my Job Readiness programme. He was sweet at first, but he's turned out to be a real loser. I'm glad that I've gotten out of college, fourteen years, ago.

Boy a friend of mine would feel right at home here! XD

He hates school probably more than I do.

I put up with a lot of crap at school, even more so cause I'm autistic. My friend is too.

He's also had some relationship issues.
I feel you guys though, public school really is the pits. I go to an upper-class academic school, where everyone judges you based on what academic achievements you have or what college you're planning to go to. I'm intelligent, but I hate doing the stupid busywork and the stupid tests. It's all indoctrination anyway.

school was a waste and i join the club, school sucks. not only is it full of education that you don't need. who frieking cares about algebra or science, if i'm not going into that career why should i have to take it? Who cares about writing or english, (the computer gives you everything you need to learn). who cares about american history as well. Sure i might be a little biased but they should have a self employment class (of jobs related to self employment) cause the job industry is full of crap and they all are hiring you based on looks and interview/customer service, not qualified skills. i think school should be about job training, resume, finances, and learning on your own, thats how i got all my programming and interne skills, by learning myself.

I am overjoyed to have left school, I hated close to every minute of my time at secondary school.

The idea of sticking a bunch of kids in a building and educating is not wrong, what is wrong is the way that it is being done. What I find interesting is that school has a series of zero tolerance policies on things which do not matter but when they encounter the things which do matter they all too oftein fail to take sensible and correct action.

My peers seemed to take a delight in giving me a hard time, and many of the teachers seemed to be too stupid or lazy to help me out. Of my teachers I only liked a very few, I view several with total contempt.

The best thing I got out of school was three A levels which were my ticket to university.

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Diagnosed under the DSM5 rules with autism spectrum disorder, under DSM4 psychologist said would have been AS (299.80) but I suspect that I am somewhere between 299.80 and 299.00 (Autism) under DSM4.

My school's policies on:

drugs: two boys in year 11 expelled last term for drugs in school.
alcohol: two boys now in year 9 (my year) excluded for a week after drinking vodka in class (disguised as water).
sexual harrassment: I WISH they had a zero-flippin-tolerance policy! Boys are always making disgusting comments to me, I hate it!
fighting: a true Nazi-style zero-tolerance policy here. Hitting someone is punishable by isolation.

I hate school. Today the year 7s were picking on me on the bus home, which was way humiliating, but I tried to act like it didn't bother me, I just swore at them and moved. They were pulling my hair and making fun of how I walk and talk. But I can't let them or anyone else know how upsetting it is, cos they're two years younger than me, and I don't want to get called a wuss. Cos I ain't.

hate school,
makes me depressed to the fullest

College is much, much worse than public school. Because there, even the professors turn into bullies and predators and no one, no one enforces the sexual harassment/discrimination rules. No one enforces any rules that professors break in public universities in America.

ITUNESU

By the way, there is an "ITunesU" section at ITunes. They have college courses for everything from Math to History on there, from various schools. A lot of colleges, like MIT, have online course websites where you can download and read past recorded classes.

"LOL wow. Who drinks vodka raw? Generally you mix it with a juice to give it taste, unless your russian or some prepubiscent child who wants to be "kool""

I had to answer this.....I drink vodka raw...i cant stand the taste when you mix it....drink fast and you will quickly get past the taste....