Signal Mountain Middle High School is a Middle/High school located in Signal Mountain, Tennessee. More than 1350 are enrolled. 98% of the school consists of White Republican families that make over $200,000 in their household per year. To be considered decent by the school, you must have Social Media along with a fancy iPhone. The teachers have high expectations. They expect you to study for 9+ hours everyday. The teachers also make sure to give you lots of homework so you have to be locked up in your room studying instead of doing things you enjoy. If you have anything wrong with you, skin wise, looks wise, etc. they will make sure to destroy you will insults about it. No matter how much to try to make yourself decent, they will still insult you. If you are a decent person and not a social outcast, you will be welcomed.
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Get the Signal Mountain Middle High School mug.Shit that school is fucking ass 4 shooting threats in the past month! We’re all scared thanks to that shitty school and don’t get me started on ms. York (ms egg yolk) that bitch will give you an infraction for needing a little extra time on you work not to mention all the other humanities teacher (exept for ms Tragasz) are usually the same i hated the grade before me now I feel bad for them and pray that they never have to come
Person 1: you went to Glen westlake middle school right?
Person 2: WE DONT TALK ABOUT THOSE 3 YEARS OF TOURTURE
Person 2: WE DONT TALK ABOUT THOSE 3 YEARS OF TOURTURE
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1. A place where your parents drop you off to be ripped apart by your equals.
2. Where you go from being a sweet, cute, elementry school kid to being a poser goth cutter listening to Avril Lavinge.
3. Where your hopes and dreams are shattered just in time for the next pit of hell: highschool.
2. Where you go from being a sweet, cute, elementry school kid to being a poser goth cutter listening to Avril Lavinge.
3. Where your hopes and dreams are shattered just in time for the next pit of hell: highschool.
Mom, don't make me go back to middle school today. I'll be given wedgies and noogies and have my lunch money stolen!
by CrazyBluePoodle August 25, 2005
Get the middle school mug.Middle School is hell. The popular crowd overflows and makes you feel like crap. They always talk about how they always go to the mall together and hang out with each other, but you probably have no friends so you feel horrible. The friends you had in elementary school betray you and you are left alone. Guidance councelars will tell you how your sadness will go away and you'll make friends, but EVERYONE including the teachers and kids lie. The girls become evil and the boys become disgusting future rapists.
popular kid: Me and my bf went 2 the movies last night, then i had a sleepover w/ my bffl and then we had a beach party. then i went 2 the mall and bought makeup. how was your weekend?
average kid: i watched tv.
Popular kid: loser (spreads nasty rumor)
average kid: i hate middle school
average kid: i watched tv.
Popular kid: loser (spreads nasty rumor)
average kid: i hate middle school
by ethelmerman April 28, 2011
Get the middle school mug.The child that is forget about and likes lots of privacy. The parents will let the older and youngest child do anything but not the middle child. The middle child will listen to the sad songs and has to clean up the other siblings mess. Gets left out of everything. The other two siblings usually team up on the middle child. The parents will tell the middle child they will get them something and then never get them it. The parents will spoil the other kids but never the middle child. The parents will compare the middle child with the oldest child.
by grace ha ha February 23, 2020
Get the middle child mug.If you thought Hell was the place where you go to burn for eternity if you've been wicked in your life, think again. Unfortunately, it's on earth inside buildings located throughout this country and all the others across Earth. It's called: Middle School.
This is a hellhole stage of your life, and if you are pressured, you will find this to be the harshest. All the social bullshit builds up throughout 2-3 years.
6 grade: Puberty. You're not a kid anymore. You can't watch Spongebob anymore without being laughed at. If you're in a public school, then you're gonna play a stupid game that goes by the name of "popularity contest!" In a prep school, you'll get the same, along with an additional piece of flaming shit: academic competition. It sucks because after the summer, you have not been warned and this comes to you as sudden as thunder- even more! The teachers have become worse (especially the gym teachers, which sucks because if you are in cycle classes, you'll get another one to face the bullcrap of... otherwise you're lucky if you get one of the awesome ones). Oh and by the way, more homework, less freedom. Have a nice year!
7 grade: Yeah, you've had a rough year. But that was just the beginning. You're in... the middle. It's all the same as last year, but it builds up faster than a spreading fire from September til June. Another thing catches the attention of your eye: the girls. CAUTION! As very fucking hot as they may seem, you gotta watch who you're dealing with. And remember, that as sad as some facts are to swallow, girls are surprisingly the worst part of middle school. Some are bitches. Some are nice and sweet. It also sucks shit when you see that they take likings to the bad guys! Those assholes who put others down to feel superior and better about themselves and act so bastardly to produce "good reputations" win the hearts of that hot babe with the nice rack. Do yourself a favor and, get to know them. Then you'll find out who you like. That's another thing btw, you start getting asked about who you like. You've probably gotten these questions last year, but there's more. Another warning is that your friends will start abandoning you for another bastardly attempt to become cool. What bites more is that they can be lifelong friends leaving you to rot in the dungeon. About the work, it's the same as sixth grade.
8 grade: The steamiest part of hell. A rapidly blasting weapon of agony that doesn't finish it's clip until late june. Everything you had in the past two years, plus more... What bright side you can look at is that it's the end, but it's a long journey till then. The pressure begins to focus on what you've always loved to hate: work. Because you're approaching high school, the teachers will begin to lecture you about how you have to pick up the pace and improve your grades because in 365 days from now, your grades will be written on stone for the colleges to see. "How wonderful!" you'll say. "I'm burning like a cat in heat and you have to scare me and make me even more afraid of life." Something happens. You get a Christmas present on the mail. It's tobacco, drugs, and alcohol. Your classmates will start doing them (another retarded attempt of them to be cool). If you've got friends and they start with these, you're not the luckiest individual in the world. If you've got a crush, that's a bad turn. All you can do is hope nothing bad happens to her. Here's the best part: Remember those assholes that used to put you down. Assholes usually turn to drugs, so you can look on the good side of expecting them to finally pay! If you do DAT (Drugs, Alcohol, Tobacco), this will come back to bite you in the ass crack. What a wild ride!
End: When you finally get out of middle school on the last day of 8th grade, recite the lyrics to "The E.N.D." by The Pharcyde. They go "This ain't nothin' but the E.N.D. Follow me into the Sun and let your soul be free." And have an awesome summer.
Brace yourself for high school. Be prepared. Anyway the teachers are right you have to pick up the pace in time for college selection. Good luck!
This is a hellhole stage of your life, and if you are pressured, you will find this to be the harshest. All the social bullshit builds up throughout 2-3 years.
6 grade: Puberty. You're not a kid anymore. You can't watch Spongebob anymore without being laughed at. If you're in a public school, then you're gonna play a stupid game that goes by the name of "popularity contest!" In a prep school, you'll get the same, along with an additional piece of flaming shit: academic competition. It sucks because after the summer, you have not been warned and this comes to you as sudden as thunder- even more! The teachers have become worse (especially the gym teachers, which sucks because if you are in cycle classes, you'll get another one to face the bullcrap of... otherwise you're lucky if you get one of the awesome ones). Oh and by the way, more homework, less freedom. Have a nice year!
7 grade: Yeah, you've had a rough year. But that was just the beginning. You're in... the middle. It's all the same as last year, but it builds up faster than a spreading fire from September til June. Another thing catches the attention of your eye: the girls. CAUTION! As very fucking hot as they may seem, you gotta watch who you're dealing with. And remember, that as sad as some facts are to swallow, girls are surprisingly the worst part of middle school. Some are bitches. Some are nice and sweet. It also sucks shit when you see that they take likings to the bad guys! Those assholes who put others down to feel superior and better about themselves and act so bastardly to produce "good reputations" win the hearts of that hot babe with the nice rack. Do yourself a favor and, get to know them. Then you'll find out who you like. That's another thing btw, you start getting asked about who you like. You've probably gotten these questions last year, but there's more. Another warning is that your friends will start abandoning you for another bastardly attempt to become cool. What bites more is that they can be lifelong friends leaving you to rot in the dungeon. About the work, it's the same as sixth grade.
8 grade: The steamiest part of hell. A rapidly blasting weapon of agony that doesn't finish it's clip until late june. Everything you had in the past two years, plus more... What bright side you can look at is that it's the end, but it's a long journey till then. The pressure begins to focus on what you've always loved to hate: work. Because you're approaching high school, the teachers will begin to lecture you about how you have to pick up the pace and improve your grades because in 365 days from now, your grades will be written on stone for the colleges to see. "How wonderful!" you'll say. "I'm burning like a cat in heat and you have to scare me and make me even more afraid of life." Something happens. You get a Christmas present on the mail. It's tobacco, drugs, and alcohol. Your classmates will start doing them (another retarded attempt of them to be cool). If you've got friends and they start with these, you're not the luckiest individual in the world. If you've got a crush, that's a bad turn. All you can do is hope nothing bad happens to her. Here's the best part: Remember those assholes that used to put you down. Assholes usually turn to drugs, so you can look on the good side of expecting them to finally pay! If you do DAT (Drugs, Alcohol, Tobacco), this will come back to bite you in the ass crack. What a wild ride!
End: When you finally get out of middle school on the last day of 8th grade, recite the lyrics to "The E.N.D." by The Pharcyde. They go "This ain't nothin' but the E.N.D. Follow me into the Sun and let your soul be free." And have an awesome summer.
Brace yourself for high school. Be prepared. Anyway the teachers are right you have to pick up the pace in time for college selection. Good luck!
by bigfootbeleva13 July 30, 2009
Get the Middle School mug."Hello everyone. Here at Dickerson, we take pride in torturing our students with endless amount for bookwork, homework, classwork, tests, and more work! After you complete a project, you will immediately be given another so that you have no chance to go home and have fun. Our main goal here is to be the number #1 in the state. Luckily, not only destroying our student's lives have helped, but the million dollars all of the parents of the rich kids donate every month! Excuse me, I must yell at a student for having their skirt over an inch above their knee -"
*Innocent Asian girl with glasses walks by carrying textbooks in a skirt that an inch and two centimeters above her knees*
"HEY YOU! CHANGE! THAT IS NOT ACCEPTABLE!"
"But... but... *bursts into tears* I'm wearing this outfit because after school I have to go to a funeral. My grandpa died of cancer two days ago...""
"Yeah yeah, I don't care! Go change, b*tch!"
*Little Asian girl runs away with tears streaming down her face*
"As I was saying... Dickerson Middle School is a wonderful school to go to. We deprive you your freedom of speech and to choose where you sit, where your locker is, what your elections are, even where you breathe! Recently we added this new rule: Whether you're in the sixth, seventh, or eighth grade, you must ALL walk in a neat, orderly line! Yes, just like you did in third grade! Now I must go yell at some more children for not turning in their overdue library books. Goodbye!"
*Innocent Asian girl with glasses walks by carrying textbooks in a skirt that an inch and two centimeters above her knees*
"HEY YOU! CHANGE! THAT IS NOT ACCEPTABLE!"
"But... but... *bursts into tears* I'm wearing this outfit because after school I have to go to a funeral. My grandpa died of cancer two days ago...""
"Yeah yeah, I don't care! Go change, b*tch!"
*Little Asian girl runs away with tears streaming down her face*
"As I was saying... Dickerson Middle School is a wonderful school to go to. We deprive you your freedom of speech and to choose where you sit, where your locker is, what your elections are, even where you breathe! Recently we added this new rule: Whether you're in the sixth, seventh, or eighth grade, you must ALL walk in a neat, orderly line! Yes, just like you did in third grade! Now I must go yell at some more children for not turning in their overdue library books. Goodbye!"
Girl 1: "God I hate Dickerson Middle School."
Girl 2: "I know right?! They now even make us walk in lines!"
Mrs. Brink: "GIRLS! YOU ARE NOT SILENT AND WALKING IN A LINE! IN MY OFFICE NOW!"
Girl 2: "I know right?! They now even make us walk in lines!"
Mrs. Brink: "GIRLS! YOU ARE NOT SILENT AND WALKING IN A LINE! IN MY OFFICE NOW!"
by Sad student at dickerson February 19, 2012
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