The Real Reason Why I HATED School (And You Might, Too!)
Hey there, my fellow survivors of the school system! đ Stacey here, ready to spill the tea on the real reason I Why I hated school. If youâve ever felt trapped in a never-ending series of awkward social moments, confusing lessons, and unfair rules, youâre definitely not alone. I even made a video about itâbecause why not? đĽâ¨
Grab a snack, and letâs dive in. ( ̄â˝ďżŁ)ă
The “Why Are We Learning This?” Moment đ¤đ
Letâs start with the big one: the lessons. How many times did you sit in class thinking, âWhat is the point of this?â Iâve lost track of how many hours I spent memorizing stuff I knew Iâd never use againâlike the history of some ancient king who didnât even know how to Google stuff. School was full of knowledge youâd only need if you were planning on becoming a professional historian or scientist. But what about learning to balance a checkbook? Or how to cook a meal without setting off the smoke alarm? đ
Sure, we can argue that parents should teach us practical life skills, but for many of us, that doesnât happen. So instead, we just muddle through adulthood, trying to survive like the blind leading the blind. The real lesson here? School didnât exactly prepare us for the real world.
Uniform Rules That Made No Sense đ¤Śââď¸đ
Okay, letâs talk about uniforms. I didnât mind them at firstâno decision fatigue about what to wear. But the obsession with uniform perfection? Ridiculous. If your skirt was one millimeter too short or your shoes werenât shiny enough, youâd be pulled out of class for a âuniform inspection.â đ
And hereâs the kicker: some kids couldnât even afford new uniforms, and they were made to feel like trash for it. Like, what kind of school penalizes you for being poor? The whole system was set up to make us feel bad about our appearance rather than focus on the important stuffâlike, I donât know, actually learning.
My HairâPersonal Space, Please! đââď¸
Now, letâs talk hair. Iâve had long, blonde hair my whole life, and while people always complimented it, I hated being the center of attention for it. One time, a girl literally started running her fingers through my hair during class. Iâm sorry, what? đ¤ I kindly asked her to stop, and she did it again! So, I did what anyone would do: I pulled her hair. Fair is fair, right? (Donât worry, I was careful not to cause a full-on hair-pulling disaster.)
It wasnât just studentsâteachers would randomly comment on my hair, too. âOh, youâve got such nice blonde hair! You should wear it like this more often!â Um, no thanks? Why canât I just exist without my hair being a topic of conversation? Let me live, people! đ
The School BusâA Survival Horror Show đđĽ
Can we all agree that the school bus was a nightmare? The bullying, the sticky seats, and the absolute chaos of it all. The worst part? The fights. One time, I was just trying to survive a school bus ride, and a fight broke out over a seat. I was stuck there, praying I could vanish into thin air.
And donât even get me started on that time a kid nearly set my hair on fire with a lighter. No joke. Iâm this close to becoming a human torch just because some kid wanted to show off to his friends. Fun times, right?
Being the “Art Kid” â Free Labor or Actual Talent? đ¨đŠâđ¨
Hereâs the thing: being the “art kid” wasnât all it was cracked up to be. Sure, I got a lot of attention for my drawings, but guess what? It meant constant requests. âCan you draw this for me?â âCan you do a poster for my project?â Yeah, no. Just let me do my own art in peace, please.
But it wasnât just the studentsâteachers jumped in too. Theyâd ask me to do projects for them, and if I said no, Iâd get guilt-tripped about âwasting my talent.â Seriously? I just wanted to focus on my own creative growth, not become the schoolâs free art department.
Social Anxiety & Being the Loner (aka The Invisible Kid) đśđ
If youâve ever been the socially anxious kid, youâll get this. I didnât have a solid friend group, so I floated between different cliques, never quite fitting in. Lunchtime? Not my favorite. I spent more time hiding out in the art room, not because I wanted to draw, but because I just didnât want to be seen.
Group projects were the worst. Nobody wanted to work with me, and when I was paired with anyone, I usually ended up doing all the work. Teachers never noticed; they just assumed I was âfocused.â Newsflash: I was trying to avoid the crushing weight of loneliness, thanks.
The Teachers â Some Were Great, Some Were… Not So Much đĄđ
Letâs talk about the teachers. Some were amazing, but others? Not so much. I had an English teacher who made me dread every lesson. She was cold, condescending, and made me feel like I wasnât good enough. But then the next year, I had a wonderful English teacher, and surprise, surpriseâmy grades shot up. It just goes to show: the way a teacher treats you can make or break your experience.
And donât even get me started on the PE teacher who treated every class like boot camp. If you werenât naturally athletic, you were invisibleâor worse, singled out for âmotivation.â I donât know about you, but I wasnât a fan of being turned into a drill sergeantâs pet project.
That One Awful Experience in Junior School… đ¤đ
Okay, this one still stings. I was helping pack up after an art lesson, and I wasnât sure whether a painted-up newspaper was trash or not. I tossed it into the bin. Easy, right? Wrong. The teacherâs aide yelled at me in front of the entire class and made me fish it out of the gross bin. Seriously. She humiliated me for no reason. This was just one of many times when adults took pleasure in making kids feel small. It made me dread raising my hand, speaking up, or even just existing in class. If youâve ever been belittled by an adult, you know exactly how it feels.
A Little Recap… đ
School was a weird, frustrating experience full of unnecessary rules, awkward social situations, and teachers who just didnât get it. But if youâre reading this and nodding along, youâre not alone! We all have those moments that made us question what was going on in the world. And hey, maybe thatâs why I hated school so much. It was less about the lessons and more about the system that made everything feel like a battle to survive.
But hereâs the good news: you survived it. And if youâve made it this far, youâve probably got some hilarious (or downright ridiculous) school stories of your own. So, hit me with itâwhat were your most bizarre, cringe-worthy school moments?
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