So, today, i was sent home from school for my "distraction."
hahah, i laughed in my principles face when he only referred to it as that.
I had my mohawk 4 months at the end of last year and not a word was spoke of it.
fast forward to this year.
second week of school, i'm sitting in the lunch room when i notice a "rock band" flyleaf on it. Ive never liked this band but i found it funny that people considered it "hardcore" and tthey were on school milk cartons. What the .......*a hand is placed on my left shoulder* FUUUUUUUUUUUUCCCKKKKK *principles face appears to my right, with his hand on my shoulder.
"sorry, sorry!" i exclaim
"well what you should be sorry for is that hairstyle"
"sucks for you, because im really not, there isnt anything in the hand book that states i should be, or that i shouldnt wear it or cant."
"well i better not see it up again, if you want to discuss this fu_the_ ( he pronounced it insanely funny. ) ill see you in my office"
"okay" i said happishly
after hoards of people coming up to me, asking me what he said and telling me it was bullshit that i cant wear it, i went home
i wore it up the next day. (today)
i was sitting in the office because they accused me and my girlfriend of trying to skip school, when we were trying to give her friend a pair of pants, it wasnt the "right parkinglot" we pulled into her parkingspot and they said we were trying to skipp.. it was before school started, and if we were skipping why were we in her parkingspot when they pulled us over, whyd we come back to the school lot.. anyway, besides the point
im sitting in the school's office and the "principle" Edds walks in. ahahah. "What'd i tell you 'bout that hair boi" (lol, im from mass and i moved to TN, that could be a small exaggeration, but it was like that, lol )
"uh not to wear it?"
"come to the hall"
"i thought i told you not to wear it"
"you did, i want to discuss this fuRtheR " lol i totally put emphasis on the rs
"too bad, we arnt discussing this further...fu_the_"( i nearly shit myself laughing"
we went to his office
"there's nothing against this in the rules"
*whips out handbook*
"let me see"
"look, under hair, it is not to be sprayed or died in unnatural colours.. and mine isnt look under distractions, it clearly says clothing accessories, and my hair is not an accessorie or clothing. "
"hmm, well right here it says i can send you home"
"and right here it says if im not obeying the dress code, and i am"
"then i can put you in ISS until you decide to wash it out or whatever"
"im not doing either"
"then im calling your parents"
.. i gave him my number and he yelled at my mother and my mother said whatever, ill sign him out if your going to bitch..
"see, the problem is, that people with colour in their hair or who disobey the dress code are like, i cant have pink in my hair but he can wear his like that, thats bullcrap"
"mines not against the dress code, so your giving into peer pressure, lol" (yes i actually said lol)
"we are done here"
after we "talked" i sat in the guidence, for like 40 minutes, he comes out and i asked him what i do, and he was like
"wait for your mom to get here"
"my moms never drove in her life, what should i do"
"well you can go to ISS"
"if she calls and signs me out i can walk anywere off school grounds, cant i"
"when she gets here shell sign you out" ><
"shes not coming"
"oh, well why not"
"nevermind."
god i hate him..
ahhaha anyway, i totally owned him at the handbook rules, and in my 40 minutes of sitting in guidence, teachers and students alike told me its ridiculous, specially since i had it all last year, and hes just being power hungry. Idk if im going to start a petition because yesterday after lunch 400 people came up to me and told me i should..
idk if its worth my time. lol
oh and i caught him in several lies.
like "she announced it the first day in the auditorium"
"no no she didnt. "
"oh she was supposed to"
"i told you when you transfered here, that idk if it would be acceptable"
"i went 6 months with it"
"that was the end of the school year"
"6 months is not the end"
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lol rant rant rant.