Lost-Future

HoT theory

Yeah I’m just gonna call it:

Cole might “die”

And I say “die” because that can mean actual death and metaphoric death.

My main piece of evidence: remember that mirror thing? The one where it showed everyone their future? Remember how Cole didn’t have a reflection? Yeah.

It’s already confirmed (99% sure) that ghosts can see reflections, so why couldn’t cole see his?

Because he doesn’t have one. Because his “future” is in the past.

I also think this because Tommy Anderson recently tweeted about how HoT would be tragic in the sense that “pasts would be robbed and futures lost.” Cole’s future could be “lost” if he somehow gets stuck in the past, or his past could be “robbed” in meaning that maybe some events occur that he either doesn’t end up the way he currently is in the present, or maybe doesn’t end up existing at all.

Just a thought

I’m tricking my students into writing a research paper by having them write an open letter and then strengthen their argument by adding evidence. They were allowed to write about anything they wanted for the first draft of their open letter, and one of my 10th grade boys decided he wanted to write about girls who only like bands because the members are cute and don’t really care about the music.

I let him do it because I’ve found that shutting down a student’s idea at the first draft stage tends to make them more obstinate about the topic. I figured we’d get to the evidence-gathering stage, he wouldn’t be able to find scholarly sources and he would change his topic.

Well lo and behold, today he comes into class and tells me he’s changing his topic. Apparently, he couldn’t find any evidence and he figured he was being kind of hypocritical because he gets really excited about athletes he doesn’t even know and the only reason that’s different than fangirls is because it’s him. He actually told me that he realized that writing that first letter would be pretty condescending. He’s going to write about LGBT rights instead.

This next generation, y’all. There’s some good stuff happening.

Move on, leave, run away, escape this place… but don’t forget about me, about us, about this town. Always remember where you come from so you can appreciate how far you’ve come.
—  c.j.n.
You claim to love her, inside and out, but the only time you call her beautiful is when it’s 3 in the morning and I’ve already turned you down.
—  girls tell each other everything, c.j.n.