Remember in High School when you had to crumple paper to hide the sounds of your stomach growling?

[Mʀ2ᴋDᴇᴇᴢ]

Sitting in 3rd period class at 10:20 looking periodically at the clock like this

Lunch ain't till 6th period at 12:40 though

@ the gif execution

 

[Boujee Bonita Braxton]

I’ve always had issues with my digestive system (later diagnosed as Crohn’s Disease) so I never liked eating lunch at school. But the hunger struggle was real!

I remember stealing change out of the cup holder in my Mom’s car or out of her piggy bank so I could buy a Fruitopia and a bag of Funyuns.

 

[levitate]

This shyt would always hit at the worst time, like during an exam when it’s the quietest

Right! Couldn’t even concentrate on the exam cause my stomach growling loud and hurting and shyt. And it wouldn’t growl once and stop…shyt would be growling every 30 seconds…torturing me with pain and embarrassment

 

[Wildin]

nikka 1. Who had time to go to school early enough to eat breakfast? My bus was always late. 2. Who has time between classes to wait on a burrito line? I think we had like 7 minutes or something to make it to class. 3. Who had the money to buy breakfast, snacks in between class and lunch everyday?

Our buses got there early I guess. I never took a bus. I either got my ass up and walked, ran, rode a bike or eventually drove.

We had zero hour which was like 6am-7am, come in and hit the weights, or cats would go play basketball. Even if you didnt do that it was cool to be there early and chill with friends, eat breakfast, talk, spend time with your girl or whatever. Cats used to stunt, coming to school with bk breakfast or McDonald's.

As far as the lines, that shyt was like an assembly line, quick in and quick out. You pretty much knew what you wanted before or when you went in there. There was always plenty of time.

As far as money, either your parents gave it to you, you had a job, or you hustled. Cats sold mixed cd's, Pokemon cards, clothes, shyt we had cats betting on football games (college and pro), NBA, baseball....

Must be private school or wealthy district. My middle school and high schools were like prisons. If you missed chow, that’s your ass.

You had to catch the homie selling contraband in the hallways.

I went to both my high schools, one was old but renovated, it was the poorer of the two, the other one was newer and in the newer part of the city (which we moved to). They were close to a military base so we got lots of base/military/federal funding and shyt. Our district isn't wealthy at all to be honest, it's just that base will never go away and these are the closest 2 schools. The base has a lot to say, they are quick to say "if you don't do this we'll with hold funds" and our schools are like " ok, ok, ok!"

 

[8WON6]

”eeeeeEeeEEEEYOUUUUUUURRRRNK!!!”

 

[Geek Nasty]

Man that used to be embarrassing as hell. I don’t know why but my stomach was forever growling and LOUD when I was in school.

I remember going to see Malcolm X in theaters, breh kept looking at me like I got so embarrassed I walked out 1/2 way through