Cheating - Can You Blame Them?

Recently there was this whole shaba-dubba-ding-dong about a cheating "scandal" at school. Can you blame them (them=kids who cheated)? I don't condone cheating, but I understand why they did it. School is not a friendly learning environment anymore. It's an input-output machine. Sure, some teachers want to inspire learning in their students. But at the end of the day, it's all about numbers and letters. It's sad to think that mere letters have the potential to shape our lives.

On top of that, my school is waaaaay too competitive. If IQ tests were necessary, we would be studying for them. More so, we'd be PAYING to study for it.

Our worth/intelligence has all come down to numbers. Funny thing is, it's all contradictory. My GPA currently sits at a 3.05. Which in my school is absolute shit. However, I have an IQ of 132, meaning only 2% of the world is "smarter" than me. I call bs.

There are seven different types of intelligence. One of my favourite quote goes something like this: Everybody is a genius. But if you judge a fish by its ability to climb a tree, it will live its whole life believing that it is stupid.

A lot of people think I'm stupid. I used to think I was stupid. Sure, I say stupid things and do stupid things. But I am not stupid. I mean, the glass was see-through in a hotel room so that you could see someone taking a shit on the toilet seat. With the help of two bathrobes, the fire sprinkler (not sure what the technical word for that is), the laundry basket, a book, and this decorative piece of cloth, I was able to cover up the glass.

No one is stupid. NONE of YOU are stupid. All you got to do is mess around and find out what you're good at. Don't let how you fair at school define you.

PSYCHED FOR TONIGHT!!!!!

That is all.

(Yes, I am currently away that it's a sunday night, I have an AP Econ mock tomorrow, and I should sleep early)

Drink Before Quizzes/Tests/Exams!!!

In AP Lang, we had to take a mock. Which was inclusive of a MC section, and three essays. One essay was to be written on one day. And then the other two essays were to be written on another day. The day I had to write the two essays, was the day I had been drinking in school. So whilst writing the second essay, I was kind of tipsy. I sobered up by the time I got to the third essay. Out of all the three essays...guess which one I scored the highest on. BTW...I got a really good score for it (well, I got good scores for all three to be honest).

Moral of the story: drink before a test

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100 Words Stories

As promised. I am now going to post the 100 words (no more, no less) stories I wrote. BTW...they are A LOT harder to write than you think they would be. I'm posting them from my worst story. And leaving the best for last. Excuse the titles. I kind of just slapped them on the document just so I know what paragraph is which story.

Cocaine:

Inhale. Exhale. Julie prepared herself before snorting coke for the first time in her seventeen years of existence. Tilting her head from left to right, she released the tension in her neck as the notes of released gas stirred the room. She cracked her fingers - all ten of them. Leaning in to sniff the powder, Julie paused. She pressed her fingers again. Inhale. Exhale. Her right, and then left nostril vacuumed the white dust. Standing up, she smiled at her friend. Julie then flailed. Her eyes rolled backwards into her head as she fell to the floor. Inhale. Exhale. Silence.

Pet

“Mommy,” she begged. “Can I please, please, please get an animal?” Her mum sighed. “We don’t have space for a pet.” The little girl cocked her head from side to side as ideas whirred inside her mind. Her expression suddenly animated, “What if we get a small animal?” After seeing her daughter’s pleading eyes, the mother decided to play along. “And what kind of animal would you like?”

Smiling, “How about a baby chick?” 

“But what will you do when it grows big?” Frustrated, the little girl pondered. Her eyes sprung out as she found a solution. “We’ll eat it!”

Technology:

“Mum,” you wail. “She is refusing to give me back my shirt.” Your mum shoots you a flustered glare. “Well what do you expect me to do?” Thinking about it, “Well, I started off old-school. I e-mailed her. Texted her. Called her. Posted on her Facebook Wall. Facebook messaged her.”

“There’s a difference,” your mother inquires. Ignoring her, you continue. “I whatsapped her. Posted the message on Instagram. Tweeted about it. Blogged about it. I even uploaded a video onto Youtube of me begging for my shirt back.”

“You do realise your sister’s room is next door?”

“And?”

Mile Run Win!

So much to blog about. Don't really have the liberty to do so. Oh well. All in due course I guess. Oh, so before I ran a mile in 13 minutes (around-ish), and yesterday I ran a mile in 6 minutes (around-ish). Basically, I cut my time by more than 50%. On top of that...I'm now 52kg (115lbs). However, my goal is 50kg (110lbs). I guess all I can really do is increase the intensity of my work outs and continue to eat healthy.

Anyways. I have been working on these SHORT 100 words stories. I'll post them up when I'm done. Which should be sooner rather than later.

Traumatised Dad

My parents and I were sitting down at the coffee table, conversing as usual. Somehow we landed on the topic of boys. They ask me what's the furthest I've been. With much prodding, I finally answer them and told them I have only made out. My dad's face = priceless. I don't think I've seen him so traumatised before.

Then he asked how many guys. I just laughed and walked away. His face could not look anymore perturbed.

If only he knew the truth.

I wouldn't even be dead. I would be tortured because death would be too easy.

Bucket List

#	To Do List	Done
1	Get high at school
2	Come to school high	X
3	Tell someone how you feel about them	X
4	Ask a random out	X
5	Spend twelve hours on a couch
6	Give awkward compliments to strangers	X
7	Send a message in a bottle
8	Go on a blind date
9	Have a Harry Potter movie marathon
10	Get a piercing	X
11	Stay up for 48 hours
12	Declare at a party that you really need to poo
13	At a dance, dance with someone as if you were at a ball	X
14	Spend a night outside
15	Hire a service and not pay for it (sort of like dine and dash, but inclusive of other stuff)	X
16	Shoplift	X
17	Have a food fight
18	Paint your body, then go to a public place for at least an hour
19	Eat a whole pizza in one sitting	X
20	Rent a hotel room with friends	X
21	Go camping	X
22	Take pictures with randoms	X
23	Tan in a stranger’s territory	X
24	Build a massive fort
25	Daytime drunk
26	Drink at school	X
27	Get tipsy/drunk at school	X
28	Come to school tipsy/drunk
29	Get completely smashed	X
30	Go to a club	X
31	Go up/down the down/up escalator	X
32	Have a sleepover with a guy
33	Sneak out	X
34	At a restaurant, pretend it is your birthday to try to get a free cake	X
35	At a red light, dance on the zebra crossing
36	Sing a well known song in a store and try to get people to join in
37	Stare at the ceiling and see how many people will look up
38	Dress up like a guy and walk around in public for at least an hour
39	Straight up tell someone to fuck off
40	Do not visit Facebook for a week
41	Wear makeup to school	X
42	Throw a party	X
43	Sneak on top of a building
44	Skip class	X
45	Kiss someone on the lips in the rain	X
46	Swim somewhere with all your clothes on	X
47	Follow a stranger around for ten minutes	X
48	Get a pair of guys boxers from their house
49	Give your number to a middle-aged man
50	Chocolate milk challenge - you have five minutes to drink a litre of milk - if you puke, you lose
51	Get a boyfriend
52	Make out with a girl	X
53	Make out with more than one person in a given night	X
54	Make out with two or more people in one go	X
55	Buy condoms
56	Skip school	X
57	Play the Penis Game in public	X
58	Sing at the top of your lungs in public	X
59	Smoke a cigarette	X
60	Live off desserts for a day
61	Fail something	X
62	Flash someone random	X
63	Moon someone random
64	Have sex
65	Dress up to school because you feel like it	X
66	Get a FWB (friend with benefits)	X
67	Wear something slutty to school	X
68	Wear ridiculously high heels to school	X
69	Wear PJs to school	X
70	Visit Europe in the summer
71	Go on a road trip
72	Have a Saw movie marathon
73	Vacation with friends
74	Carve your name into a tree	X
75	Say yes to everything for a day
76	Go on a massive shopping spree
77	Swear in front of a teacher	X
78	Get detention	X
79	Have a threesome
80	Dance in the rain	X
81	Dance in the snow
82	Go commando to school
83	Dirty dance with a guy	X
84	Dirty dance with a girl	X
85	Have a water balloon fight
86	Kick the back of a cab	X
87	Breathe in helium
88	Roll in the mud
89	Kiss someone under a mistletoe
90	Wear coloured contacts
91	Dye your hair a ridiculous colour
92	Have a Star Wars movie marathon
93	Have an American Pie movie marathon	X
94	Watch hardcore porn with a friend
95	Have a LOTR marathon
96	Kiss someone underwater
97	Go around with a “Free Hugs” sign
98	Roll down a huge hill
99	Pay for something expensive entirely with coins
100	Have a Scary Movie movie marathon

I Kissed A Girl And I Liked It

'Nuff said

Ghost Of Pervertedness

Hey hey hey (baby baby, I try to find. A little time, and I'll make you happy. I'll be home. I'll be beside the phone, waiting for you). The reason I've been MIA is because I've been on this amazing cruise along the Yangtze river. My sister and I were originally going to stay in one room whilst my parents in another. However we got an upgrade and stayed in the presidential suite - room 8888 (lucky number in China). All I can say - fucking awesome. We had a private 200m^2 deck. I was supposed to go lie down outside on the deck and chill in my bikini - but it started to rain. So I just did the same on the carpet in my sister's and my living room. Best part was probably the bath I took, with the view of the mountains right outside.

We went on shore excursions. I saw the ghost of pervertedness. I think that was probably my favourite part of the trip :P Jokes. But it was still pretty cool. Hope everyone had a good spring break!

Shut In

“I’m not wearing any underwear,” whispered Julie into Damien’s ear as she leant in. Not being able to do anything in the middle of the mall, Damien could do nothing about it except say, “Prove it.”

“You’d like that, wouldn’t you?”

“I really would,” Damien sighed. Seeing his dejected face, Julie hugged him. She wrapped her arms around his neck, drove her hips into his, and pressed her chest against his. After a while, she leant back, which furthermore pushed her pelvis against him. “So what do you want to do, Damien?”

“You don’t want to know.”

“Oh, but I do.” And with that, he pushed his semi-hard cock against her. Smiling, Julie let go of her grip on Damien, and he mirrored this action.

Taking Damien’s hand, Julie led him to the elevators. When the door opened, they made themselves cozy in a corner. “Where are we going,” Damien questioned. Julie looked at him and smirked. “Nowhere.” Confused, Damien just stood there. He felt something brush against his cock. Assuming it was another passenger, he rightly adjusted himself as to make sure there was nothing rubbing against his dick. He felt it again. So he moved again. After feeling it one last time, he looked down only to find Julie’s hand to be the culprit. Grinning, he relaxed and let Julie do her thing.

After having gone up all eight floors and back down to the first floor again, both Julie and Damien left the elevator and made their way to H&M. The changing rooms were on the second floor of the shop, so they both took the escalator up. With Julie in front of him, Damien tried to peak up her dress. However, his efforts came to no avail as she was too close to him and the dress was too long.

Damien brushed his hand past Julie’s leg as they both got off the escalator. For some reason, this sent a tingling sensation through Julie. Grabbing his hand, Julie rapidly led Damien to the changing room on the other side of the store that no one really knew about. She opened the door. He followed her in. He closed the door behind them. He pushed her legs apart. He shoved two of his fingers up her dripping pussy. Letting out a moan, Julie whispered, “I want more.” Smirking, Damien just drove his fingers in and out of her, slowly. Torturing her. “More, Damien. I want more.” Shoving his fingers even harder into her just once, she exasperatedly soughed. “Damien, stop. I mean. Go. But more. Stop with this.” “You mean stop with this,” he questioned as he pulled his fingers out from her.

Frustrated, Julie swiftly undid Damien’s belt and pulled his pants down. “No underwear,” she raised an eyebrow. “No,” he said. “We made a deal.” Grinning, Julie led Damien’s hard cock into her warm, soaked pussy. He kissed her hard to prevent her pleasureful sighs from escaping. Lightly clawing his back, Julie rocked her body in rhythm with Damien’s. He gently slammed her against the wall, sporadically. As they got faster, and closer to orgasming, he started to steadily bang away at her. With one last heavy, hard hip-thrust, he covered her mouth as he blew his load into her whilst she moaned and then sighed out.