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for christmas,
i’m drawing stuff and writing letters as gifts for two teachers and three friends more or less
maybe i’ll bring home a good test or essay grade for my mom because she doesn’t like anything else or i’ll make her food or something
i might get earphones for my brother because he always needs mine or a motivation picture or letter or something or i can make him food
i’ll draw some architectural figure for my dad
WIN.
HAHAHA.
All the kids who live in strictly white and black areas are reading this are like “whaaaaaaa?”
nwin
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testing out the prototype was exciting… you missed out :(
i’m going to figure out more about the windmill on my own. vincent wrote down some equations i didn’t know, and i want to figure them out. mass X velocity = momentum? or something. i feel really dumb at meetings, especially now that arnav and apoorv are there
i actually went back to the table while you guys were testing it out, but one of the twins just looked at me and then went back to paying attention to the prototype thing i guess. so i went back to orni
how could you feel dumb around them; they didn’t get into the testing team. they’re kind of annoying- the way they come off, but that’s just me judging them. i think a lot of people are annoying. and equations are just memorizing. just memorize them if you want—even thought it doesn’t make you smarter
if i had to write an essay for college about high school or something, i think i’d talk about how everybody plans out everything so precisely: planned out actions, along with their causes. then, i’d go on to talk about how i had no idea what i doing or what i was going to do. i mean, i really want to be an evironmental engineer or a non-existant writer or maybe a vet, but i don’t know what i’m going to do with my life. shouldn’t risk-taking be part of life? shouldn’t we improvise and go with the flow, instead of following a set guideline to getting into your dream college? but the thing is.. it’s so hard to be sure of the future. the worst part about high school is following the guidelines: perfect grades, super KO classes, extracurriculars, awesome teacher recs.. it’s too hard. i know that there are people who can do it, but that’s just them. all these college admission people really have to realize that we aren’t all raised the same way; we don’t receive privileges that so many other people do. privileges like: awesome childhoods (encouragement, freedom, tutors guiding us into a pathway full of knowledge, lack of physical and emotional abuse), the ability to be ruthless and use people to your advantage, a natural charisma coming from constant attention from relatives and friends and teachers
i think i’d rather..
have fun with stressful high school classes, try for straight As, and then go to some college that nobody really cares about and improvise my future. i don’t want to keep trying to be extroverted. but it isn’t like i’m giving up; i just don’t like it the fact that people act extremely happy to everybody all they time. they put up the best act. they’re so eloquent and so charismatic, and i guess those are the people i dislike the most: people who come off as perfect or people who seem to try so hard to be outgoing and fun.
i guess i like seeing the bad parts of everybody; it makes them seem so much more real and practical and i don’t know. people like my brother are so charismatic, but i don’t hate my brother; he isn’t perfect. you have to realize he isn’t
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Ture story.
BEST.

