When I was in middle school. I took a family trip to Las Vegas. In Vegas, they pin the business cards of escort services on the lamp posts. All of which contain a barely censored image of what I assume is one of the escorts. I collected 100+ of these cards. When I got home and went back to school. I sold them all for $1 a pop. (This was before the internet was widely available.) With the proceeds I purchased Metroid Prime.

In University, an engineering club I was in might had made a 40mm cannon that shot ping pong balls at mach 1.2

As long as Anakin didn't bring the Youngling Slayer 9000 again...

Super senior is when you’re like one or two two credits short of graduating with your peers, so you have to go back for a single class.

Smugalana reacting to degenerocity im going to love this

My mom told me a story once of how her brother found a grenade buried in their backyard when they were kids, and he ended up taking it to a show and tell at school soon after. Times were different back then, so much so that the teacher showed the class what it looked like to pull out the pin. The teacher then handed the grenade to the kids to pass around. It then detonated, but not fully due to being old, and it partially blew off a kid’s finger that was holding it.

It's too bad I didn't know about this guy because I got a great story. Not really a confession, but it's still insane. A few years after starting High School, it turned out that one of the janitors at my Middle School was an actual serial killer. He didn't kill any of the students, but he did murder some local street walkers and dumped the bodies in his basement. This was even on one of those national true crime shows and everything. I'll dox the name because I live VERY far away from that area now so I don't care if my school gets leaked. This also validates my story immensely: Kendall Francois.

In my school there was this one staircase, it was one of those enclosed ones like in hotels or something, it was called the secret stairs. I have never seen anything thing in there. But it was a common place for people to do the devils tango. But I bring it up because that place STUNK, it smelled like shit, rotten food, and mold. I realised from that, that horned up teenagers are NASTY mfers.

One time a teacher threatened to rip a kid's arm's off for shrugging.
I reported her and got changed out of the class.
Another time I had done one of those candy drives and got my prize stolen by one of the teacher's who said they'd return it after class but she claimed it got lifted off her desk, she had a son in that class.
One teacher's classroom always smelled like wine and mcdonalds after lunch period.

I had a false school shooting threat report made about me by a girl who pretended to like me to make my friend jealous, because I "had the nerve" to be upset with her when she came clean to me and rubbed it in my face. I had a clean record and excellent test scores (even though my track record with homework was dog shit, yay escapism through films, books, and games). In middle school, I was recognized as having college level reading & comprehension, so even back then, the principal passed me when an English teacher was pissed because I'd corrected her. Same principal passed up to the high school while I was there, so he reasoned with the year advisor counselor for me because she wouldn't listen to me about the false report. I'm thankful many times over for that man.

Edit: to clarify, in general it was a pretty good school system. Good robotics team, strong marching band, excellent choir, good facilities, and the lunch system (even for poor kids who had to eat free, like me) was actually excellent. The community put a lot of funding and volunteer work into making the school excellent. At the time, the national average cumulative score on the ACT standardized testing was 18-21 regionally. My class' average score equaled out to 28. The design lab even had a t-shirt printer, the arts & crafts room had a kiln, and the band took a trip to Chicago to see Wicked on broadway (2009) and to Disneyworld (2012), where they were invited to march in the Millennium Parade, and recorded Trashin' the Camp from Tarzan for an ABC Disney Millennium special. Overall, great school, for being from a small town. Just that one thing kinda lost my trust.

That one story when the whole class conspired to lie might seem unbelivable, but it literally happened to me.
I had a bully that really went under the radar of most of the staff, and when I finally snapped and dropped a school bench on his head, the principal was ready to kick me out of the school alongside the bully,
My entire class and the literature teacher who witnessed everything pretty much invaded the principal's office and told him I actually did nothing and the bully was to blame for everything.
I finished high school there after a few years and to this day, it's one of my fondest memories of being loved and accepted I have. I actually had a bully in high school, but thanks to my peers, those are still some of the best years of my life.

My best friend would regularly lie to me about different girls he had slept with or was currently dating... it was the only thing he would ever lie about, and was otherwise completely honest. This had gone on for years and it became one of those "uh huh, yeah sure" things that would run through your mind anytime he would mention ANY girl... flash forward to the day he started "dating" the one person he knew I liked. This quietly upset me and I decided to shut him up for good by actually shooting my shot with her... she said she wasn't allowed to date but she still found a way for the two of us to have some "alone time at her place one weekend".
The very next day I find myself quietly and awkwardly hanging out with my best friend and his actual girlfriend. She never mentioned that the reason she wasn't allowed to date was that she was actually already with someone, and I never mentioned that my best friend was dating a cheater.
I felt bad about it, but after years of lies, how was I supposed to know he was finally telling the truth?

A girl was getting viscously bullied by anonymous accounts, and phone messages. The school dragged everyone out into the courtyard and didn’t let us leave until someone confessed. Turns out it was all of her “friends”, with her “best friend” being the worst of them. She tried to decommission herself that very same day, and once again some months later.

Another day some freak was being evil like usual. Imagine if you will, you walk out the door, see something in your peripheral vision, turn your head to see a Barretta M9 pointed at your head. I was kinda spooked every time I saw anything be pointed at me for the next few years.
The local swat team eventually showed up and kicked him to the ground before arresting and charging him with terroristic threats? Or something similar.

These both happened in primary school btw. There are many other even more cursed stories as well. But those have too much identifiable information in them to post on the internet.

The worst that happened in my school was that after a car crashed into a transformer the power went out during lunch. Thinking it was a good idea they decided to have all the students have lunch at the same time. Fights broke out and we never saw those who were apart of it again.

My confession is i hated it and had no friends.

So when I went high school there was a kid who threatened to shoot up the school. I didn't know until after school because went to my friends house.

I was literally walking through the halls wondering around wondering why there were bearly any kids in class and when the bell range the usual crowd wasn't there. But long story short. The school called the kids parents and the police got involved

I'm still kinda shook. Like the one day I didn't decide to skip and someone threatens to do that...wtf

9:41 it is even worse, depending on the explosive used they can become real easy to set off, even if the pin is still in.

Not so much a confession as a moment I'm bummed out by. Got raised homeschool most of my life but in Middle School I went to a brick-and-mortar/public school. It was the winter of 8th grade and it was snowing outside, but I was the loner kid who had long since gotten bored of just going to recess and sitting around waiting for class so I spent my time in the library, only to hear a PA going "All students have to return to class immediately, recess is over." Apparently a MASSIVE snowball fight, one of the biggest in our school's history, had broken out and everyone had gotten in trouble because people were pelting snowballs at the door whenever people were trying to exit, including more than a few teachers (who were not pleased). I'm still mad I missed out on that.

Tactical airsoft dude got that “Hey, I like you, don’t come to school tomorrow” fit 😂

Okay, i only heard about this, I can't confirm the story. Apparently, there a group of students who somehow managed to get a hold a prostitute, booked a hotel room, and did the deed. Now I don't know if they were, sharing, or they each got their own. We were 16. And I personally know the boys, but I never asked them. And I do not want to find out.