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My college has two ugly leopards as mascots, male and female. The college colors are mustard yellow and black (for leopards, of course), and some structures are painted with mustard yellow in the base, a black stripe, and the rest is white, they look like giant cigarrettes

In my grade 6 class of 33 students, 16 or 17-- one more than half or one less than half; I forget-- were coded with learning disabilities, not including myself; I wasn't coded at the time.

All of my classes except photography have less than 6 people in them each, it's going to be awesome.

3 people from my class in primary school were forced to repeat class.

I was known as a rascist for the last year i was in highschool because i got in a fight with a black kid, because he pushed me in the hallway.

That's stupid. It's just self-defense..

There was a boy who was 9 years old in my 2nd grade class. He was 13 in my 6th-grade class. There was also another 13-year-old in my 6th-grade class.

We have to share our gym class with the middle-schoolers, which is annoying because they're all highly immature.

At Flakeside I learned why giving mouth-to-mouth is effective even though we exhale carbon dioxide.

We did a paper burning science experiment in grade 9 that set off the fire alarm in the school.

At Flakeside in grade 9 my art class once had to sit in a classroom with the smell of wet paint from the walls thick in the air, killing off our brain cells!

When I was in grade 8 some 6th graders were busted in the bathrooms for smoking marijuana.

At QAA we had a music room that had all these soundproof panels all over the walls from top to bottom and a soundproof door, but we could still hear the noise in the music room...

Everyone in the entire school can hear the steel drum band practice their music, we hear the same songs over and over again everyday and it gets on our nerves.

At BHS, the third high school I went to, the first floor in wing B was the arts corridor, and we smelled the wonderful food smells from home ec. and heard the music from the music room all the time.

At secondary school, a girl from my class seemed different, she was very nice, but there was something that made her different from commonly preppy students. My geography teacher told us once that she was ret*d, then everybody in the class treated her different. Her mom had talked to the teachers about it, but teachers shouldn't tell that to the other students.