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called me a slur
I opened this app and it called me a slur and told me that my life is worthless
Release me
I thought this app would benefit me in helping with hall pass availability but little did I know the moment I pressed that download button that my life would change forever…and not in the good way… I woke up the next day in a nightmare. I was chained down and vicious man eating pigs were released chanting “no way out no way out no way out five minutes remain five minutes remain no way out” and was tortured looking for a phone and here I am locked in a random basement being fed rotten dog food by the creator of this app. This app has taken my family hostage and now it’s up to me to defeat this beast and survive. I only have 5 minutes left… and yet I still have to pee 😔
5 star is out to get me
This app killed my friends and all of my loved ones. I will never forgive it…. I have to go see a therapist for 3 hours a day just to try to recover from the pure war trauma 5 Star has inflicted upon me. After I told my previous therapist about this app, Kim Jong Un’s regime broke down the door and shot her dead on the scene. I barely made it out alive and suffered near-fatal wounds from the incident. After my hospital treatment, I thought that was the end of it. But in the middle of the night I woke up tied to a chair in a dark room. The light flickered on and there he was…. Osama Bin Laden threatening me with a 12 gauge shotgun pointed at my head, the corpses of past victims scattered across the floor. Just as I thought it was over, Joe Biden pulled up in his red Ferrari, beat up Osama Bin Laden, and saved my life. Now I live in secrecy, forever fearing that 5 Star is going to unleash its terror on me once more. Anyways…. great app.
This app brought back hittler at my school
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Goku fought me
I downloaded this app then suddenly I heard knocking when I opened i saw goku and he said he tracked the app because I said one punch man beat him he then proceeded to break all my bones im the hospital writing this
Boy
oh boy where do I even begin. Lebron... honey, my pookie bear. I have loved you ever since I first laid eyes on you. The way you drive into the paint and strike fear into your enemies eyes. Your silky smooth touch around the rim, and that gorgeous jumpshot. I would do anything for you. I wish it were possible to freeze time so I would never have to watch you retire. You had a rough childhood, but you never gave up hope. You are even amazing off the court, you're a great husband and father, sometimes I even call you dad. I forvever dread and weep, thinking of the day you will one day retire. I would sacrifice my own life it were the only thing that could put a smile on your beautiful face. You have given me so much joy, and heartbreak over the years. I remember when you first left clevenland and its like my heart got broken into a million pieces. But a tear still fell from my right eye when I watched you win your first ring in miami, because deep down, my glorious king deserved it. I just wanted you to return home. Then allas, you did, my sweet baby boy came home and I rejoiced. 2015 was a hard year for us baby, but in 2016 you made history happen. You came back from 3-1 and I couldn't believe it. I was crying, bawling even, and I heard my glorious king exclaim these words, "CLEVELAND, THIS IS FOR YOU!" Not only have you changed the game of basketball and the world forever, but you've eternally changed my world. And now you're getting older, but still the goat, my goat. I love you pookie bear, my glorious king, Lebron James.
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