Just Random

Nothing interesting is happening these days.
No one jumped off the roof, tripped into a recycling bin, or decided to run around the school naked for half an hour until the school principal suspended him. None of that.
Nothing interesting is coming to my mind either. So not that many posts these days.

The internet is killing me. Well, it was killing me. They (as in some weird internet worker dudes) finally came to my house to fix it. Now it is fully operational 24 hours a day. Hooray.

So today, I will literally write about random things that just come up to my mind.

I think this girl laid a curse on me. I mentioned this before, but let me go in detail. I think she is a witch. She makes these random predictions and they come true. I believe she cursed me for not being able to draw her hair well.

She likes chocolate. She thinks it's sexy.


My English teacher is funny. He always has this sort of monotonous tone, which I like. He always says the weirdest stuff and has the strangest sense of humor. I like it. No, I am not gⓐy.

FUN FACT! I'm eating blueberries right now.

Llama's are awesome. You just want to poke them in their nose or something like that. They'd spit at you, but whatever. I want to own a fuzzy llama.

I'm done with the blueberries now.

The cake is a lie.


Sorry about all that.
I hope something happens soon, whether it's a nuclear food fight or a science class sulfuric acid fail. Anything.

3 Steps to Look Less Stupid

Here we have 3 steps to look less stupid.
Recommended for stupid people. Obviously.

Step 1: Don't state obvious things.

Don't state obvious things, unless it's supposed to be a joke or something. It looks stupid when someone states something obvious. Here's a real life example that happened recently. The power of the school was out because of the rain since about an hour. So we were doing things that didn't need the involvement of electricity. Then came the voice from the school speaker.

"Don't turn on your computers!"

Everyone was like 'huh?'
I thought that you would get electrified or something if you tried to turn the computer on. The person on the speaker was sort of screaming, so we (or at least I) thought it was something important.
Then, the person continued:

"There is no electricity!"

Oh, no. Really? We totally didn't know that.

Step 2: Don't pretend to know everything.

Yeah. It makes you look stupider when you pretend to know, but you actually don't. Last time I was talking about what whales eat, and this guy popped out and said: "Oh, I know! They eat fish. Like tunas."

No. They eat krill. This guy clearly wanted to look smart, but he failed. Please, know what you're talking about, okay?

Step 3: Try avoiding english (such as spelling/grammar) mistakes.

This one is common. I mean, we see so many people making weird mistakes. I'm not an exception, but I don't make a mistake in every sentence.

There's this guy who is a very big example.
He has been in foreign countries longer than me, yet is worse in terms of language. He capitalizes polar bears, yet doesn't capitalize North Pole. He can't spell diseases, rather spelling it as 'deceases'.

Here's another example of another guy from recent:
Guy: *thows ball at me while I'm not looking*
Me: Woah. *hits the ball away*
Guy: Nice reflections!
Me: It's reflexes. Not reflections.

You have to admit. If you actually know what the mistake is, the person who made the mistake looks stupid.

Whatever. Everyone makes mistakes. I guess everyone is stupid. Just saying of course.

So there you go. 3 steps to look less stupid.

I hope there was no one going "I'm stupid, and I'm so offended by this post." If there was, I'm sorry.

Grades

It's time for the grades! *applause*
This moment always comes at least once in your life: Your grades. So you get your grades in the little pretty manila envelope. In your first years in school, it's more of a
'Oh my god! I'm so nervous! Did I get good grades? *opens* Eek! I did good! How did you do? Ha! I did better!" kind of thing. Fun.
Now, people just open it, see it, and that's pretty much it. The childhood that we leave behind: where does it go?

Anyways, expecting good grades, I opened the manila envelope. Inside it were the beautiful grades of mine, exerting its brilliant light towards me, its whiteness probing its way into the depth of my eyes and into my soul.

Then I see my grades.

What. The. Heck.
Oh, please, I'm Asian. I'm supposed to be getting good grades and all that, you know? I guess I sort of did good grades, but it's not good enough for me nor my parents.

Come on! I was so looking forward to that dog soup my mom was going to make me if I got good grades! Boo hoo.
I'm just kidding. There goes another stereotypical-racist thing to say to myself. No, I don't eat dogs. Who would ever dare to eat a cute fluffball that goes bow-wow? Not me. I only eat cats.

Anyways, back to my grades. They weren't all that bad. The thing is, in my school, they have a 4 point grading system. Not 5, not 10, not 100, FOUR. Although 3.5 is a high grade, it looks like it's rather low to those who are not used to it. Meh. That sucks.

Speaking of low, my English teacher gave me a poor grade. (*groan*) If you are reading this, can you give me a much higher grade? Please?


For those too dumb to get jokes: I don't eat cats.
Cats are cute fluffballs that go meow.