My high school allowed no facial hair at all (not even moustaches), and our sideburns had to end above the earlobe. I have no idea why they cared about it. They just liked us to look like little ladies and gentlemen, I assume. A beard must be a sign of a hippie!
I actually had a pretty full beard in high school. I grew a goatee when I lived abroad for a couple of years, and when I came back to Texas for my senior year of high school they made me shave it off. Bastards.
I feel so sorry for kids that have to put up with crap like this in schools. I’m glad I got out when I did.
Here’s my story of school stupidity: When I was in middle school, we weren’t allowed bookbags in 8th grade. But the very next year at the high school, we were allowed to have them again, but the Middle School still wasn’t.
Starting freshman year, I had a pretty solid beard. Kept getting mistaken for a junior or senior. Very fun.
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Dr. Snood
Snoodfinger
The Snood Who Loved Me (Or was it The Spy Who Snooded Me?)
From Russia With Snood
Snoods Are Forever
Live And Let Snood
You Only Snood Twice
BTW, I had a full beard in highschool. Of course, 25 years ago, the rules were completely different.
Jungle Love, it’s driving me mad, it’s making me crazy, crazy…
Wow. My graduating class thusfar has 2/3 of your entire high school. We have about 36 hundred students total I think. But our dress code is way more arbitrary. Those disgusting, Athlete’s Foot infested sandals are allowed but ALL facial hair, hats, earings on guys, and tiny half diamonds under the eyes (didn’t these bastards ever see Godspell?) are strictly forbidden. But the obvious threat to public health is permitted. If some guy has diamonds under the eyes (::eyes dart around: he surely MUST get AC. Why? I don’t know, it MUST be a gang symbol. It’s obviously a DISRUPTION TO THE LEARNING ENVIRONMENT by him having those around his eyes, even though they’re tiny and aren’t distracting anyone -no teacher ever said anything or even looked twice all day- except the steroid poppin asshole of a psychopath. The “tummy test” is strictly enforced on girl students, often too strictly. Mr. Ghetto White Man doin his rap jive talkin’ 'bout his “beeeeotch” gets his low ridin pants tied to his waist with a cord, but the guy with the upbeat, positive deameanor, active charity volunteer, (I even own a fucking sweater vest for Christ’s sake!) who wants to show a small sign of mourning of a victim of hate crime gets hogasstied to the AP’s office for being “a rebel, a nuisance, a disturbance”. But flip flop sandals are allowed.
The wuh?
Sounds interesting. I would like to see how this could be done. Fenris
Blackeyes: You know, the Heath Shootings. A school shooting back about 5 years, during that media blitz about them. Heath High School. Several students at my middle school lost a friend or familty member.
I mentioned it to point out how sensitive the schools were at the time the book bag rules were made. Never mind that none of the guns used in any of the school shootings were carried in book bags.
It must be great to be in a school large enough to have decent variety in classes. Sheer bliss.
Oh, and I didn’t mean that JSA would actually govern, as in make rules for the school. I meant more like the voice of the people. Or something. It’s its first year as a club. That makes me a charter member.
We’re currently working on repealing a new ketchup rule, which states that only 2 ketchup packets per student are allowed. Have you ever tried to eat a chicken patty, fried ocra, and french fries with only 2 packets? Not possible. The rule had been on the books for years, but wasn’t actually enforced until this year. Some parent with a kid in elementary school and one in high school noticed that her elementary kid was getting only 2 packets but her high schooler got more. She complained, and the rule was enforced. Every student in the county must get the same number of ketchup packets. Period.
I’m so glad I’m leaving.
Oh, and brianjedi, how is UK? I’ve applied there. Majoring in engineering.
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*Originally posted by The Green Feather *
**And don’t forget the movies:
Dr. Snood
Snoodfinger
The Snood Who Loved Me (Or was it The Spy Who Snooded Me?)
From Russia With Snood
Snoods Are Forever
Live And Let Snood
You Only Snood Twice
You forgot:
The Man with the Golden Snood
Octosnoody
Thundersnood
Under Her Majesty’s Secret Snood
For Your Snoods Only
Licence to Snood
The Living Snoodlights
A View to a Snood
SnoodenEye
Snood Never Dies
The Snood is Not Enough
Snood Another Day
Never Say Snood Again
Casnoodo Royale
I really like UK. Here’s a useful list of things to know:
North Campus dorms suck.
Nothing on campus is less than 15 minutes away from anything else, including rooms in the same building. (I’m kidding, it’s not that bad.)
Parking at Commonwealth Stadium sucks. It’s a 30 minute walk back to North Campus, and the buses are usually pretty crowded.
North Campus dorms suck. Really.
Two of the three major bookstores are owned by the same company. (UK Bookstore and Kennedy’s) This means you will overpay for everything. (Thinking about a rant on this one.)
If you bring a bike, get a good U-lock, because there’s been something like 40 bike thefts this semester.
Places to go: Student Center Starbucks, Tolly Ho, Jersey Mike’s Subs, K-Lair, Pazzo’s Pizza.
Stay away from Nicholasville Road between 4 and 6 PM on weekdays. Traffic is heavy all the time, but this is the worst. Get a good blind spot mirror before you try to drive here. Also, yellow lights mean drive faster, because stopping will get you cursed.
Almost everyone seems to smoke. It’s not a bad thing unless that bothers you.
If you or anyone else has questions about the University of KY, email me at brianjedi@yahoo.com
First thing that came to my mind when I read the OP was Eight Cousins by Louisa May Alcott. The newly orphaned Rose arrives at her aunt/uncle/cousins’ house, and the first person she meets is Phoebe, the kitchen maid, who naively wonders how someone dressed so elegantly and with her hair in a snood can be so sad. (LMA’s novels were usually set circa or post Civil War.)
I didn’t. What’s the reference?
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And what’s AC?
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I’ve mentioned this before, but at my high school, they didn’t have any “tests” like measuring or asking girls to prove that their skirt hit the floor when they knelt. They simply eyeballed you and made a judgement. So I was forbidden to wear my jumper over heavy tights that could not be seen through, on the grounds that “I don’t buy that it ‘just worked it’s way up through the belt’…you’re going to hitch it up again as soon as you’re out of my sight.”
Meanwhile, another girl was allowed to wear a skirt that was not only shorter than mine but had a slit in the back, and furthermore, wear it with bare legs. Why? I think because the deans knew she didn’t care what they did to her, while I was famous for line-toeing and hoop-jumping.
And of course, cheerleaders could wear their uniforms in school. On certain days. Nothing against cheerleaders, and I know the idea was to advertise, so to speak, the fact that there was a game that evening, but the skirts were shorter than the dress code allowed. (And personally, if I were a cheerleader, I wouldn’t want to wear that thing all day and risk spilling something on it. They had to pay for their own dry-cleaning.)
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I knew a guy in high school who had a beard to rival that of Gimli son of Gloin. But he came back from summer vacation like that, as opposed to cultivating it while school was in.
I also knew another guy with an earring who, when told to remove it, would say, “Okay,” and walk away fiddling with it as if he were taking it out.
Sophomore year, the president of our grade started a ribbon campaign to change the dress code.
We wore pieces of yarn on our arms, and that was it.
We were ordered to stop wearing the yarn because it was “gang related activity.” Yep, a gang headed by our president.
oh lordy, you’d have loved my school.
nice irish girl’s school
grey (yes, GREY) panty hose
maroon skirt
white shirt
tie
grey pullover
grey blazer
we were Supposed to have flat black lace-up shoes, one set earring, no visible jewelry, neat hair etc etc.
in practice, outside of the items of clothing mentioned above we wore what we wanted.
rolled the skirts up to mid-thigh, stack heels, earrings galore, dreads, perms, multi coloured hair, stickers, pins, badges and buttons, ties ties big or small top shirt buttons undone, you name it, we customised it.
as long as we didn’t have underwear on show it was all tolerated.
as long as you look decent (i mean, cover the essentials) what’s the problem?
it’s going to be a big shock for most of these kids when they hit college and can wear whatever they want with no censure.