Tennessee caused a stir earlier this year when it ran an audit of the state’s 2015 graduating class. The number crunchers in Nashville reported that nearly a third of students who received a diploma didn’t complete the required coursework. One in three.
Naturally, parents and politicians alike were baffled and more than a little bothered.
“I’m just having a hard time reconciling ‘requirement’ with 'didn’t do it,’” board member Wendy Tucker said at a public meeting, hypothesizing on the spot that this could explain Tennessee’s trouble with students succeeding in college. Less than a quarter of high-school graduates earn a postsecondary degree.
She wasn’t the only one having a hard time. The state’s Department of Education struggled to explain the gap.
Taylor buddy! Just wanted to give you a lil update on my life because I’m proud of myself and I think you would be too :)
basically these past two years I’ve eliminated people in my life that make an unhealthy impact on my well-being. It’s been tough but I’m finally able to realize my worth and ask for it.
After being bullied for four years and my grades suffering because of it, I transferred schools in the middle of junior year last year. Once I made that step, I’ve had a clear head and straight A’s ever since.
I was accepted into college and already starting my prerequisites for a competitive nursing program this next year-something my heart has always been set on. And this next quarter in High school, I will be taking a college level, intro to healthcare course.
One of my new years resolutions was to put myself out there more, and post at least one video of me singing. I got over that fear. The response I got from others was amazing, my heart was so full.
Lastly, I finally got over a boy who broke my heart into millions of pieces. I took months and months to realize that I deserved better and it wasn’t stupid of me to become vulnerable with him even though her hurt me deeply. Your music was my safe haven during those long and draining months. Thank you for that.
My life is becoming what I wanted it to be. I’m grasping onto those fleeting moments of happiness, and making sure I realize the beauty of them when they’re present. I know you love to hear about our lives to keep a sense of normality in yours, so I hope this is something you enjoy reading. Hopefully you’re as proud of me as I am of myself. I love you, sunshine @taylorswift
do you get a lot of A's? like are you a good student? because i struggle with this a lot because i like using my time for art :/
I used to get straight A’s but thats gotten harder since I take AP classes too (which I enjoy the subject but the tests are challenging) and more than ever now I have to balance school and my own art stuff/youtube (obviously school should come first but you know what I mean).
Last quarter I got As and Bs and one low grade in another class (which is an elective so it doesnt really affect me unless I plan on going to a college related to that subject which I’m not). They’re not perfect, but I’m happy with anything above a C honestly, especially in my last year and quarter of high school where everyone just wants to sleep and not be there lmao
Request: can you do an imagine of waking up to hangover carisi and you just lost your virginity to him? but he doesn’t know **SOFT CARISI AT THE END PLEASE**
Warnings: Alcohol mention; mention of sex (no smut)
A/N: I am sticking to my schedule, so they may be opened in a week or so!!
It was Friday night, and Carisi had invited you out for drinks. He asked the rest of the squad if they were in, but they all replied that they already had plans. A twinge of happiness panged in your heart, seeing as it was a chance for you to spend some time with Sonny.
Since he started working at SVU, you’ve always had a little thing for him. It began with your partnership; you and Sonny were the dynamic duo. Eventually spending so much time with someone can lead to unwanted feelings. No matter how hard you tried to push them away, they kept resurfacing. Just when you thought you had the upper hand, Sonny would come along and save your life.
Knowing how it would affect your partnership, you never told Sonny how you felt. You knew that if Sonny didn’t feel the same way, he would go out of his way to try and not make things awkward, which would fail. It was too much of a hassle. You had dealt with crushes before; you spent three-quarters of high school pining over the same guy.
The most nerve-wracking part, though, would be if Sonny actually felt the way. You had technically been in a real, long-term relationship. You were also still a virgin, a secret you kept close to you. It’s not that you minded, you just didn’t want to hear people’s opinions about something so important.
When you met Sonny at the bar, he greeted you with a bear hug. It felt like it lasted for a million sweet years.
“I ordered your favorite appetizer. Figured you’d be hungry after workin’ all day,” he said, taking a drink of his beer.
“You’re a true gentleman, Sonny Carisi.”
The night went by fast. You spent time just talking, and not about work, a luxury neither of you were afforded often. At one point in the night, you got to talking about relationships. Sonny talked about a girl he dated in college, the girl he thought he’d marry, until he found her cheating with a professor. That story had you in tears, thanks to Sonny’s graphic depiction and the increasing amount of alcohol you had consumed.
“So, what’s your worst relationship story? I shared mine, it’s only fair,” he pushed.
“Fine, but it’s pretty somber. I was in high school and madly in love with my best friend. One night I ended up telling him how I felt, and he just left, never to be heard from again.”
“Wow, I thought I was heartbroken, I can only imagine how you felt.”
“Yeah, it wasn’t fun. I still have a hard time trusting. It also doesn’t help that I work at SVU. Everyone’s a suspect,” you chuckled dryly, “but enough of that, let’s go play darts!”
Sonny just laughed as you pulled him but the hand to the dart board. You met a couple who challenged you two to a tournament game. Being a competitive person, you happily obliged. You also knew that you could beat them, since you had acquired a ton of practice from shanty bars over the years.
You were tied with one dart left, and you managed to hit directly in the bullseye. Elated, Sonny cheered, running over to you, and placing a sloppy yet tender kiss on your lips. You went with it, kissing him back.
One thing led to another, and the next thing you knew, you were passionately kissing Sonny, pushing him onto the bed. For the first time, you weren’t hesitated about the thing that was about to occur. You knew in your heart that you would never regret sleeping with Sonny, regardless of the alcohol or potential consequences.
The next morning, you woke to the sound of your alarm, which seemed louder than normal. It was the hangover talking. You got out of bed to shut it off, but failed to realize that you were without clothes. A few memories of the night before rushed to your conscious mind.
Sonny was still asleep, so you got dressed before waking him. You also brought him some ibuprofen and water to dull the pain. You woke him by placing a kiss on cheek. He rustled beneath the sheets, slowly opening his eyes. His tired expression turned to one of joy when he saw you beside him.
“Good morning,” he grinned.
“Morning, I brought you some supplies just in case you were still hungover.”
You laughed as he struggled to lift himself high enough to drink the water. He was clearly still feeling the alcoholic effects of last night, as he eagerly laid back down.
“Some night we had last night,” he smirked.
“Yeah, it was pretty incredible.”
“Best sex I’ve ever had.”
“Really,” you questioned.
“Definitely,” he proudly stated.
“Good to know,” you smiled, suddenly remembering that Sonny still didn’t know that he had taken your virginity.
You pondered telling him, wondering if it would be weird to tell him. On the other hand, you knew Sonny would be honored in a way.
“Can I tell you something,” you muttered.
“Sure, anything,” he quickly replied, now caressing your hand.
“You were my first time.”
“Yes,” you held your breath.
“Oh wow,” he said, taken aback by your confession.
You began to feel like an idiot. He didn’t even reply. Tears began to well in your eyes, causing a single one to fall down your cheek
Sonny took immediate notice, “I’m such a jerk. I didn’t mean to make you cry. I’m just shocked that you’d choose someone like me to take your virginity.”
“Seriously, Sonny? I’ve been falling head over heels for you since the moment I met you.”
“Y/N, if you haven’t noticed, I’m not the best at realizin’ those kinds of things,” he tried to comfort you, “I guess you didn’t notice either, because I fell in love with you the moment that I saw you so focused on your work that you didn’t even hear me introduce myself. I haven’t gotten you outta my mind since.”
“You really do know how to say the right things, Sonny Carisi,” you giggled, kissing him.
“Guess there’s a first time for everything” you both laughed, as you cuddled closer to his side. It was feeling that you had craved for so long and worshipped now that you felt it.