I HATED my second high school (after the move).
The first one was built in 1998, it had TVs in every room behind the whiteboard with a VCR. Everything was brand new. They let you check out calculators for math classes and every class had books in case you didn't bring them. This was Kaiser High School in Fontana. Fontana isn't exactly the best city to live in, and the other two high schools were run down, so it was nice to be in a brand new one.
The second one was built in 1950something. All the books are outdated. The teachers just assigned homework without ever helping. The PE teachers actually graded you on how well you did push ups, played basketball, etc. PE itself was separated by the sexes unlike the previous school. The kids were fucking morons there too. They would light themselves on fire and then jump on pools. One guy had one of those vibrating belt things which was supposed to help you lose weight, put it around his upper-chest area, and gave himself a heart attack.
Just last year they actually thought about putting actual heating and air conditioning in the classrooms. The previous things they had were these fucking vents which took the air from outside and blew it inside. It's all fine and dandy except for when the hills catch fire or the Santa Ana winds blow at 70 mph and everyone inside the class is coughing or their eyes are watering. Oh, and don't think we can just have that day off either, since the dumbfucks at administration don't want us to lose any school days when we have 3 extras just in case of something like that.
Then there's the matter of assemblies. If you don't make it to the library, or into the gym, or fucking book it before the assembly starts, you have to stay an hour or two out in the 90 degree weather. Forget about bathroom breaks too. I tried it once and apparently wanting to take a piss in the bathroom is punishable by expulsion.
Then you have the fuhrer, the fucking asshole who runs the band department. I wouldn't give a damn if my sister wasn't trying her hardest to be good in the marching band and the jazz band. The fucking shithead yells at the kids, calls them dumbasses, drinks, and never let them have water breaks this year until my dad called anonymously (they practiced in 90 degree weather for TWO HOURS without water). Then of course, this fuckhole ends up getting awards so the school keeps him on when it's really the kids who are doing all the fucking work. On top of EVERYTHING the little bitch uses the money generated from the hard earned cash the band gets from car washes and hours of extra work on top of band practice to help pay for his WIFE'S way to places which only the band should go.
