high school musical

High School Musical is a deservedly Broadway-worthy film series that chronicles the impossibly tough lives of high schoolers in the wonderfully urban city of Albuquerque, NM. The realistic and completely original romantic plot revolves around two young students who (realistically) spend most of their high school lives putting on random dance and singing shows in completely normal places like the cafeteria during lunchtime, and the basketball court during an actual game. Of course we have to have a clever and witty villain in the movie, and naturally Disney has come up with a truly novel idea in Sharpay's character: the blonde, air-headed, bimbo after the main character. In movies 2 and 3, Zac Efron and Vanessa Hudgens (who play the oh-so-unique theater jock and the even-more-unique nerdy singing gorgeous girl) get together, then break up, then, in a completely unpredictable turn of events that shocks audiences worldwide, get back together. Thankfully, the interesting, cheery, and rarely, if ever, annoying show-tunes make up for any (not that there are many of these) flaws that the movies may have. The crowning glory of this movie, however, is the gorgeous piece of manflesh we call Zac Efron (his bod, his eyes, his look of I'm-sexy-because-I-play-basketball-AND-I-can-sing, oh my!). Zac Efron is a testament to the much-forgotten fact that looking like a pixie fairy girl is a ticket to success and will win you an almost ridiculously dedicated, albeit somewhat unstable, fan following. All in all, High School Musical is a must-see summer blockbuster series that will never fail to increase your mental stimulation with its fine elements of classy cinematography. Truly, a film for the ages (if those ages happen to be between 5-15).

Random Person 1: Have you seen High School Musical 3? GOD Zac Efron is SO HOT! How will I ever get over him as long as I live? He makes me swoooooooooon *swoons*

Random Person 2: I would sit here and listen to you, but thankfully I have to go home and fold my socks.

by HardCoreHighSchoolMusicalFans June 5, 2009

Westerly Middle School

A middle school in the Westerly, RI, that consists of grades 5-8. Moving the fifth graders was a bad idea, because they're uncomfortable and the eighth graders find their presence annoying. Grade 6 think they're the shit because they change classes for the first time in their life. Seventh grade, this is when they start to think they're allowed to get into serious relationships, like cuddling in bed together and making out, which is odd considering that THEY'RE 12, and they over-use the peace sign and kissy face, to much annoyance. Finally, there's the eighth graders, who literally just want to get the hell out of there and into the high school. Most of the teachers are Italian and annoying(like the students). 60% of the seventh and eighth graders are drug addicts, and the remaining 40% are either bitchy cheerleaders, the dumbass athletes, the super-smart kids, or the dancers and gymnasts. The food is awful, the principals ban popular clothing items such as North Faces and headbands because they're afraid of "formations of gangs," and most of the kids are white-ghetto and think they're hood.

Pod Chick: I go to Westerly Middle School!!11!!!!
Out-of-towner: Get the hell away from me.

by tony pajamas yo January 17, 2013

school pooper (v)

One who decides to take an extreemly large dump in school and then makes no effort to flush or conseal it.

God I can not believe drew he is such a school pooper.

by Matt Tract April 10, 2005

Rincon Middle School

A place where cholos, losers, preppy girls/boys, and anyone else unfortuane enough to be dumped here, come to waste three years of their pre-teen lives. Nothing interesting ever happens, and nothing ever will. 'Relationships' between 'students' only last like, two days, or until they don't know what to do since they're so obsessed with finding out how to get into the 'in-crowd'. The morning announcements are done by the most annoying girls in the school. The mascot is a sad, sad looking Bulldog, and everyonce and a while someone will get into the mascot costume and prance around like they enjoy life. There's seriously nothing remotely worthwhile about this school. The food sucks dick, a dog wouldn't even shit in the bathrooms, and there's gum and dirt EVERY-FUCKING-WHERE.

Incoming 6th Grader: I'm so excited to go to Rincon Middle School this year!! It's going to be so cool!
Previous Student: Oh.. God *has Vietnam-like flash back* NO! NO!!

by I've Seen Shit July 3, 2009

Franklin High School

Franklin High School, is a large, recently constructed high school in the middle of a cow field in the small town of Somerset, New Jersey. When it is finally completed in the year 2020, FHS will be undoubtedly the most advanced high school in central Jersey. With its Nazi-like institution regulations, FHS is filled with many opportunities for young adults to gain a head in life. "A head" meaning blowjobs in the bathroom stalls, sexual encounters with science teachers and countless unexpected abortions. Other than the stabbings, ice cream parlor robberies, cocaine busts and suicide conseling, the high school also offers a unique perspective on the performing arts. Your popularity is often judged on how many Spring musicals you appeared in. The current black prinicipal of the school is often seen in the weight room lifting 90lb dumbells while wearing pink spandex and listening to the tunes of Elton John. The security guards of which can be compared to the likes of Dilbert, Aretha Franklin and Tony Soprano, are only present to harass students about their hall pass and are never around when actual trouble arises (ie: fights, sex in the champagne room, c-lo games in the bathroom, etc). The students of course are nonetheless ardent in their progress in education. They are often seen roaming the halls hung over from the hotel/house party the night before (in which only about half a cup of alcohol was consumed). At the very top echelon of the social pyramid lays the elite group of students who not only are worshipped by their fellow peers but the faculty of the school. Reigning the land with their popped lacoste shirts and Abercrombie pantaloons, the kids in this group are perceived to be the coolest kids around when in fact they do nothing but sit in a pool house playing texas hold em and ringing freshmen doorbells. Unforunately for the male population, the only socially acceptable hot vagina around are those of the dance teachers. Nonetheless, BD and MP still got a shit ton of vagina.

Alumni 1: "Hey bro do you want to visit Franklin High School later?
Alumni 2: "Fuck that shit. College is so much better. "
Alumni 1: "True true. Lets get jerky somewhere else and run a train on an FHS Freshman."

by Pickle & Penis July 21, 2008

law school hot

used to describe women who, in any other scenario would be considered hunchbacked, slovenly, heinous wildebeasts. But, because of their captive audience (law school men) and their alternatives (other trolls, buffalos, and wildebeasts) they somehow garner attraction.

Q: "Is she hot or law school hot?"
A: "Well, considering her muffin-top fupa, hairy upper lip, lazy eye, and club foot, she is most definitely law school hot."

by DU2L March 5, 2008

martin middle school

basically bitch centeral. the preps are concidered the "popular" group when really everybody hates them. the preps are stuck up and dont talk to anybody exept them selfs. the hot guys are akward around girls, and the good personality guys are ugly. the most goody goody school in raleigh, nc. if somebody does anything other then make out, they are considered a slut. and if you go out with a guy one week after you break up with your old boyfriend, your concidered a slut. the only cool guys are the skaters, which there are less and less every year. most the kids go to broughton. and the preppy girls try to seem like bad asses when everybody knows they get straight A's and wouldnt dare to get written up. worst.school.ever.

girl 1: hey want to go to martin middle school?
girl 2: hell no. worst school ever.

by anon9886765 February 20, 2011