i would still fail at maths

Tutor (Park Jimin)

Originally posted by kpopidolaegyooo

Requested: No
Words: 2352
Warnings: fuckboy!Jimin, smut (not exactly)
Description: Park Jimin, the guy in school that everyone wants, is your tutor. While tutoring you, things get a little heated.

Never in a million years would you think that you needed a tutor.

Your grades were perfect! Why would you ever need a tutor?

You were gliding through your classes just fine until you failed a math test. Then your math teacher told you that you were going to get a tutor.

The problem was, the teacher didn’t just give you any random tutor. He gave you Jimin—the playboy. Not only was he a playboy, but he was also the boy you somehow managed to like.

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[march study challenge] • 21/03/17

Day 21: one 2017 study resolution

I created this studyblr with 3 days to go until the new year, so I had a new years’ resolution in mind when I made it. I wanted my final year of school to be a year of growth and good memories, and so I decided that my 2017 new years’ resolution (study related I guess?) would be to work hard but enjoy myself - I wanted to make sure that this year I would never lose sight of the fact that my marks don’t mean everything. I used to always set store by the scores on my test papers and since then I’ve learnt that that’s not a great way to go about things - life is so much more than the time you got full marks in English or the time you failed a maths exam. I still study my butt off for exams and I enjoy the validation of my efforts when I get good marks in return, but I’ve stopped regarding bad marks as a sign of failure or a crushing disappointment - instead, I see them in new light as an opportunity for change and improvement. And I promise that these scores won’t mean anything 5, 10, 15 years into the future. Your self-worth is not defined by your marks, but what is in your heart.


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10/100 days of productivity

i swear i failed my math test yesterday and i’m on the verge of breaking down; i’m still in shock and the situation still hasn’t settled comfortably (it was so time consuming and my anxiety was eating me alive from the inside). bUT i’m currently working on both my assignments for two of my maths classes as i’m taking double maths, while sippin’ some green tea to cheer me up on this lovely day where i don’t have to go to school.

update: i have broken down and literally ugly cried for 2 hours straight. it would be the first time not getting an A in a maths test and i’m not sure how to accept that. My dad told me that i have to work on controlling my emotions before going into a test or an exam because my anxiety could actually stab me in the back anytime it wants and i rely on my emotions quite a lot (i’m an emotional baggage, hence why i have no boyfriend). Typically, the nervousness of my peers heightens my anxiety and i wouldn’t be able to concentrate during examinations. 

I was in high school when Vanilla launched, and I spent months jumping from Class to Class, Race to Race, unable to find the right combination that would grab me. I had a huge, 90% of my grade, Math Test on a Monday, and I spent the whole weekend studying. Around Monday morning near 2am (bus came at 5), I made a human warlock. Over a decade later he is still my main. I failed the test.

Jealous Much?

Requested by anon: “Could you do a Paul Lahote imagine of being his imprint and girlfriend and helping tutor Seth in math so Paul can’t help but get jealous?”

Requests are closed.

Word Count: 853

Maths had always just clicked with me.  For whatever reason, maths was always something that just made perfect sense to me, so it was obvious that I would agree to help Seth catch up.  I knew how much the pack had been struggling with everything going on lately, and this was something I could actually help with, as a human.  I didn’t blame Seth for falling behind, but I also knew that school was still important, even if they had had a lot of vampire related issues on their minds, finals were coming up and he couldn’t fail.  He wouldn’t fail, not on my watch anyway.

We decided to study at Sam and Emily’s place, the two of us were always there anyway, and there was bound to be some delicious snacks on offer too.  The one downside to studying at Emily’s was the noise from the rest of the pack, but Emily could be fierce and she was somehow managing to convince them to remain quiet.  We were studying in the kitchen, making use of the table, so it was obvious that the pack were going to pop through every now and then for a bite to eat.  But Paul was taking it a little far.  He seemed to be coming through every couple of minutes, and lingering, taking his time to do whatever it was he was doing.  I guessed straight away what he was doing.  He thought he was being so sly, coming through to get food, when he was just checking on me and Seth.  If he had thought it through he could have watched exactly what was happening through the mind link, but instead he was choosing to spy on us the old fashioned way.  

I ignored it while we were studying, not wanting to put Seth off when we were finally getting somewhere.  It was annoying, but I promised myself I would speak to him about it later.  Or maybe yell at him about it later.  I knew that he got jealous, and I knew that he probably wouldn’t like me and Seth studying together.  But if Seth was failing, then I had to help him, besides, I was fed up of constantly sitting on the sidelines, even though it may just be maths it was still something I could actually help with.  

Eventually Seth started to look worried, and I guessed he was catching onto Paul’s feelings.  Or maybe Paul had lost his temper and was yelling at him through the mind link.  I desperately hoped it was the first one.  “Maybe we should stop, I think I’ve got this.”  He blurted out of nowhere and I sighed.  
“Is Paul mentally yelling at you?”  I heard a sprinkling of laughter from the room next door and knew I was right.  “You need help with this, I’m gonna help you.”  Seth looked torn.  “Look, I agree, but I think we’re going to have bigger problems than just me failing maths if we continue.”  He said.  I huffed, pushing the chair back as I stood.  “Hang on a minute.”  

“PAUL!”  I yelled as soon as I was in the back garden, knowing full well he could hear me.  At least he had the decency to look sheepish.  “You cannot get jealous every time I spend time with a member of the opposite sex!”  I said.  He looked away, his fists clenched.  “I know but-”
“Paul!  No buts!  You do this all the time and you always say the same thing!”  I said.  
“You’re my imprint {Y/N}.”  He growled and I took a step back, surprised.  “It’s natural for me to get jealous, I’m trying to ease up a little because I know you don’t like it but it’s hard!”  He said.  I frowned, trying to calm down.  
“I get that, trust me, but it’s not even as if I’m alone with another guy.  You’re literally right next door.  You can hear everything that’s going on.  Hell, you can hear everything Seth is thinking.  You know nothing is going on!”  I said and then paused as Paul said nothing.  
“Well, actually, I heard some of the thoughts in Seth’s head and…”  He tailed off, his fists clenching as I sighed, rolling my eyes.  “Oh, so what did he think?”  “That you’re really smart, really good at maths.”  He said in a small voice.  I jumped forwards, straining to stop myself from punching him like I was starting to really want to.  “That.  Is no reason.  For.  You.  To.  Be.  Jealous.”
“I’m sorry, I know, it’s just-”
“Just nothing Paul, I’m sick of this.”  His eyes widened in fear at the words he expected to come next.  “If you do this again, I’m gonna have to…”  I tailed off.  “I don’t know what I’m gonna do but I’m gonna do something.”  His face broke into a relieved grin as he dragged me forwards into a hug.  “You do that.”  Despite myself I chuckled softly.  “But, in the meantime, let’s do this.”  He smiled at me as he gently tilted my head with his fingertips, and pressed his lips against mine.    

You Were So Jealous (Alex Standall Imagine)

Originally posted by sanestilinski

Originally posted by thebestseries1113


Warning(s): fluff, jealous alex, bad words

NOTE: Im so sorry if this is bad I was stressing out over my first college math test and Im sure i failed but thats still no excuse.

Ugh school. Do I really have to go? Not like I have a choice, mom would make me go anyway.

I got up and did my daily routine and grabbed my stuff heading downstairs. I grab my bag and ran out the door once I noticed Alex was here and opened the door to his car and put my bag in the back.

“Hey (Y/N)” Alex greets, “Hey babe” I greet back kissing him.

“Ready for the shit hole we call school?” He questions and I look at him, “Ha hell no” I comment and he just laughs.

We got to school and walked together to our lockers grabbing the things we needed. “I really don’t want to go to biology” Alex whines, “Stop being such a baby, you and I both know we have to go to classes and you wouldn’t want to miss class anyway” I state looking at him.

“Plus you know you love sitting next to me and being my lab partner” I sing and he chuckles, “You’re right and you’re so cute, did I ever tell you that?”

“I know I’m right and yes 24/7” I answer back. We walk into class just as the bell rings and take out seats waiting fr the teacher. I zoned out half the time she was talking and in the corner of my eye I see Alex raise his hand, “He can partner with us” Alex stated and I look at him with a ‘what’s going on?’ look.

I look up to see Zach pulling a stool in front of our table, “Thanks Alex, you’re the best. Hey (Y/N) you look nice today” Zach comments. I smile, “Hey Zach and thank you”. The three of us worked on our lab and Alex was still complaining, “I hate doing labs”.

“Babe why do you hate them so much? They’re easy” I say as in a 'duh’ tone. “Easy for you to say, you love biology” Alex groans and I look at Zach. “You love biology too? Sweet” Zach comments smiling.

The bell rang and it was time to go to the next class, Alex and I grab out stuff and so does Zach. “Damn (Y/N) you’re really smart, if I ever need help can you help me?” Zach asks.

“Yeah sure” I answer and he walks away saying bye to Alex and I. Alex mumbles, “He doesn’t even need help and wouldn’t, biology is his best subject”. I raise my eyebrow at him, “Are you jealous?” I asked. “No why would I? You’re mine and I’ll always be yours” Alex answers and I give him a kiss on the cheek.

School ended and Alex and I walked to his car together holding hands, “Hey babe, do you wanna go to Bryce’s house? He invited the boys and their girls over to hang out?” Alex asks.

“You know I don’t like Bryce, he gives me a bad vibe, but I’m only going because I want to spend more time with you” I answer.

We arrive at Bryce’s and get out and walk to the back to see the guys.

“Alex! (Y/N)! How are you guys?” Bryce asks, “Good” we answer and he leads us to where everyone else is and we sit on the couch. Ten minutes in Alex is playing a video game with Justin and Monty sits next to me and we start talking.

“(Y/N) you look really pretty today, just saying” Monty compliments, “Thanks Monty but I’m just in my lazy day attire” I add while laughing. “So? You still look pretty, in a friendly way of course. I don’t wanna fight with Alex again” Monty responds laughing. Out of the corner of my eye I see Alex clench his jaw and get up throwing the remote on the chair, “Fuck you Montgomery” Alex spats and walks away.

“I’m sorry for him, I don’t know why he’s acting like that, I will be back” I apologize, “Nah its good he’s just jealous” Monty states. “I figured but he denied it earlier” I say and get up to find Alex. I finally caught up to him, “Babe what was that back there?” I ask.

“I’m annoyed and done with Zach and Monty flirt with you right in front of me, it pisses me off and I don’t like it” Alex huffs and I walk up to him and grab his hand, “It’s okay because I am with you, and you and I both know why, you just don’t want to admit”.

“No, it’s not. It’s not okay (Y/N)” Alex replies. Before I walked away, Alex grabs my wrist and spins me around and I feel his lips on mine. 

He puts his arms around my waist and pulls me closer while my hands cup his face. He walks forward and my back hits the wall and we continue to kiss and runs his tongue over my bottom lip wanting access and I part my lips letting his tongue explore my mouth while I hold him closer not wanting to stop but have to for air. 

“You’re my girlfriend and only mine, you aren’t anyone else’s mine”

You were so jealous” I say and he looks at me, “Fine I was” he admits.

“Wow, guess I should make you jealous more often if it means we get to make out” I state laughing a little. 

“Why make me jealous when we could make out anytime, how does right now sound to you?”

“Right now sounds perfect to me” I smile and leaning in to attach my lips to his again.

I fell through the cracks

For as long as I can remember, I’ve had trouble with numbers.  In kindergarten, I struggled to count beyond fifty and had even more problems telling which number was larger than another.  As the years went on, the trouble with math became increasingly severe.  I failed to learn how to add and subtract large numbers, multiplication seemed impossible as did division.

I was evaluated by the school counselor but never diagnosed with anything.  I was placed in learning disability math classes at the cost of missing science class. I never made progress despite all of the workbooks, tutoring centers and private tutors that my grandparents hired for me.

In Junior High, I was placed in learning disability math and science classes.  Again I was evaluated but never diagnosed with anything.  The consensus was that I wasn’t applying myself.  This couldn’t have been further from the truth.  I worked much harder at math than I did in any other subject and still failed classes repeatedly.  In the eighth grade, I was incredibly bored with my learning disability science class as that it was teaching concepts that I had already taught myself via a set of children’s encyclopedias that I dearly loved reading.

I fought with the school to change my individualized action plan to allow me into ‘normal’ biology, botany, environmental science and anatomy and physiology classes.  I was banned from taking chemistry and physics as that they thought that my estimated third grade level math skills meant that I would not pass.

I’m not sure how I graduated High School as that I did not meet all of the course requirements to graduate.  Nevertheless, I graduated and thanks to good verbal scores on the ACT and SAT, I managed to be accepted into a liberal arts College.  My first semester there, I received all A’s with the exception of my PreAlgebra class which I failed.  I had a personal loss and suffered poor mental and physical health, so I dropped out of college with a dismal GPA from my last semester which the highest grade I attained was a C.

I met my wonderful husband in 2005 and two years later, we started at a community college.  Again, I was placed in a pre algebra class which I failed.  I tried to tell the professor that I had a learning disability and he said that he could do nothing without a diagnosis so I sought out my state’s Department of Vocational Rehabilitation.  They paid for a complete battery of tests and the result came back that I had an above average IQ and a mathematical ability of a third grader,  I was diagnosed officially with severe Dyscalculia.

Suddenly it all made sense.  I wasn’t stupid or lazy, I had the learning disability Dyscalculia.  That’s why I can’t tell time on an analogue clock, or read bus timetables, or make change.  It was why I was fired from my job as a cashier.  Voc Rehab helped by paying for classes and books and my college’s department of disability services granted me accommodations.

Feeling the need for vindication, I called my old High School and spoke with my former counselor, telling her that I was diagnosed with Dyscalculia to which she said that she’d never heard of it before.  I immediately emailed her several documents describing Dyscalculia.  I transferred from the community college to a four year university and majored in Anthropology.  Together with accommodations and support from my husband, I was able to graduate with my bachelor’s degree.

Nct as your Classmates


•probably student body president and in choir
•is semi popular because he has the voice of an angel
•kinda a nerd but a cute nerd
•has straight As
•probably takes at least 1 honor/AP class
•is a bit shy around new people
•least favorite class is probably math or gym
•favorite class is choir or english
•now where you come in
•you needed some help in English because you were failing
•since you were a nice student
•the teacher recommend that Taeil should help you out and since Taeil would never deny a chance to help someone
•now you guys work together every Tuesday and Thursday after school
•eventually those turn into Friday nights too
•and Saturdays
•even when you’re passing English, you guys still hang out
•looks like you even cuddle during those hangouts
•oh well I guess you guys kiss a lot too
•guess who carries your books for you?
•guess who helps you with all your homework?
•guess who your boyfriend is?
•you guys are basically the lowkey sweet couple that is too cheesy and mushy when you guys are alone


•is the school’s best at lowkey spreading rumors
•low key a snake but hides it with a smile
•is legendary for his body rolls
•when he wears dress shirts to dances he’s 👌
•is popular at events, blends in the shadows at school
•grades are probably below average
•but for some reason he has 112% in biology
•like wtf dude
•talks to everyone but it’s just so he can spread his information around the school
•his least favorite class is English
•his favorite is biology
•you were always the first to get the info he has
•didn’t believe his bs until it actually happened
•slowly started to become one of his followers because all of his info was true
•he just thought you were really cute and liked your laugh
•eventually came to love your smile
•and the way you look when you don’t believe his info
•confess to you in the cutest way too
•so you came to him for your daily blackmail right?
•tells you the usual, Taeyong is in love with Winwin, blah blah blah
•then he leans in to tell you the last bit of his daily news which was
•"Hansol and y/n are dating"
•you didn’t deny it
•now you’re his little snake buddy too


•I am 110% sure that he is a fuckboy
•has girls lining up to see him in a muscle shirt
•gives them all smirks and winks knowing that he is killing them all
•is average in school
•some Cs there, some Bs here and like one A
•focus more on girls and what he’s going to eat for lunch
•until finals comes around
•helps play piano for choir sometimes
•is so friendly with everyone
•hangs out with the seniors when he isn’t with Ten
•is the worst in biology
•favorite class is lunch and English(like the language)
•you were like his best friend forever
•after ten of course
•you two made an English speaking squad with Amber as your leader
•hangs out like 25/8 with him
•likes to call you shorty
•you call him loser
•doesn’t help that you live down the street from him
•it’s always lit on Friday nights because it’s sleepover Fridays
•ten joins in sometimes
•mostly it’s just the two of you watching movies and toasting each other
•one night y'all were playing truth or dare •he asked you who you liked
•you choose him
•looks like you guys are together now
•except you’re the third wheel whenever Ten butts in


•probably a bad ass
•he just looks like one when really he’s a cinnamon bun
•I blame his leather jacket
•he’s doing okay in school
•like he’ll skip sometimes but not often
•averge is about a B- which is pretty good
•he doesn’t really cause trouble
•unless you count his fights with Doyoung
•kinda quiet unless he’s helping out one of the foreign kids or kids in general
•is a tsuduere
•lowkey leaves food for teachers who are having a stressful day
•his least favorite class is science
•his favorite is home economics
•you somehow got your whole schedule the same as his
•you’re a pretty decent baker too so the two of you always pair up
•you don’t really talk when you do, just kinda stare, do your work and secretly stare
•it wasn’t until you caught him placing a cookie on your favorite teacher’s desk that you knew he was a sweet heart
•so you started to talk to him more and got to know him
•he got to know you
•turns out you two have a lot in common
•so naturally, you two start to become more attractive to each other
•pretty soon you guys are making out in the janitor’s closet


•kinda a slacker
•really loves talking
•is that kid that gets yelled at at least once a day for not knowing how to shut up
•is doing okay in school
•has a C average
•not really excelling in any class except for gym
•never late for any classes because he likes to talk to the teachers too
•because they’ll sometimes bump his grades up to a B
•like he just flashes them one of his smiles and boom
•favorite class is gym
•least favorite is history
•you’re really talkative too so naturally, you two talk together
•like a lot
•he’s the reason you get in trouble
•don’t worry the teachers will stop being mad once you flash your smiles at them
•tbh the teachers ship you two
•tbh everyone ships you
•even you guys ship you
•and now you guys are finally dating
•you guys probably talk even more in class now
•even more detentions
•at least you guys have each other


•cute foreign exchange student
•acts like he doesn’t know what’s going but really does
•has shit on everyone
•is passing every class with some help
•by some I mean a lot of help
•straight Bs
•is sort of popular
•everyone just admires him from afar
•not really shy, just stands there and goes along with everything
•least favorite class is history
•favorite class is lunch tbh
•you were the first one he talked to when he first got here
•he stuck to you since he didn’t know anyone
•you liked it because you liked helping people
•plus he was cute and his accent was cute
•eventually he found other friends but still hung out with you a lot
•he’s also a bit dumb
•so he texted you that he liked you
•but he thought you couldn’t understand because it was in Chinese
•you google translated it
•at first you thought it was wrong but then everything made sense
•you texted him back saying that you liked him too
•he fell off his bed when he saw that
•probably told Winwin before he told anyone else


•if you don’t get your information from Yuta, you get them from him
•gets triggered pretty quickly
•also in choir with DoYoung
•kind of a bitch
•but the bitch everyone can’t live without
•not doing well in school at all
•no As and like 2 Bs
•teachers hate him because he likes to expose all of the teachers
•probably likes to change the backgrounds on the computers too
•least favorite class is all of them
•favorite class is none
•you didn’t like him
•but like you hung out with him because you’re Jaehyun’s best friend
•you and DoYoung like to roast each other a lot
•Jaehyun ships you
•when he says that he ships you he ends up going home with a bump on his head
•slowly beginning to like him
•like your guys roast session are fun
•he’s not bad looking
•you liked bunnies too
•one day y'all had a really heated argument in school which ended up with you two making out in the hall
•now you two still do roast sessions but it’s always on Jaehyun
•Jaehyun regrets introducing you


•the class clown
•everyone loves Ten
•not doing that well in classes but oops
•likes to red mangas tho
•freaks people out by dressing up as a demon and doing that flexibility thing down hallways
•got suspended for doing it because it was a “safety hazard”
•they were just salty that they got scared by it too
•only has Ds and Cs
•spends too much time watching dramas and contributing to it than studying
•favorite class is drama
•least favorite is health
•you were the other class clown
•you two have friendly competitions
•he usually wins
•but he’ll say no way, you definitely won
•you and him are sit at the same lunch table aka the loudest table
•food fights once every month
•it’s always you vs Ten
•which ends up with you guys cleaning together
•he asked you out one day so now you’re dating I guess
•now you make jokes about his dick


•drives a fancy car
•that one kid that everyone loves
•has girls wrapped around his pinky
•too nice to be a fuckboy
•maybe borderline fuckboy
•good grades
•As and Bs only
•he’s never alone
•popular af
•on the basketball team
•helps teachers out on weekends that he’s free
•does aegyo for food
•sugar coats everything
•has no least favorite class
•likes art the most
•idk how y'all started dating but you did
•kids found out because you two were always holding hands and found you two kissing under the bleachers
•this is so short, sorry

sorry if you wanted the others too, I can write them if you request again

Didn’t think it would happen (1)

Originally posted by mewchim

I walked in my classroom as usual being the first student to get in there I started to write stupid things on the black board.After 5 minutes of drablling weird things someone enterd the class with a loud sound. I turned my head to the door to see no one but my friend Jackson looking lost at his books that where all over the floor. “I swear Jackson,every time you enter a class you need to drop something."I said lifting his books from the floor and putting them on the fist desk that I found. "Sorry ,I was reading something a text from Ella and I got distracted as always."he responded with a gummy smile,giving me a hug and taking his usual seat in the second desk.I looked at him for a few seconds almost laughting at his extremly concertated face while texting his ultimate girl crush from 6 grade.Jacksonn is an amazing boy and is always there when you need him or when you feel down and sometimes I really can’t understand why Ella is not dating him though. I sighted really hard and started to erase my writings from the board.The class started to fill quickly and soon the teacher eneterd the classroom . Angela was talking to me about her last dream while the teacher was corecting some test when the door swing open and the "bad boys” of our highschool entered filling the class with their expensive parfume smell. “Mister Kim ,you and your friends are 15 minutes late for my class."the teacher said getting up from his seat even tho he was so short comparing to the tall boys. "And the earth is round,do ypu have any irelevant facts for me now ,profesor Park?"V asked taking his seat beside me. The teacher opened his mouth to say something but gave up really quickly and took his seat back. I was allready familiar with V’s comebacks for everyone he didn’t like ‘because after all he was in the same classrooms with me for 2 years now .He and his group of frinds are hands down the most atractiive guys in our high school but the bad thing about them is that they are dangerous ,a lot of people are scared of them because last year ,rumors about them where floating around the school taht they are the kids of the most dangerous mafia group in Seoul. On the other hand I didn’t belive it because rumors where always floating in our school,like 2 years ago when I came here and everyone thought that I was spy send fro CSI to find things about Korea. "Y/n,are you going to stop staring at V?"I heard Minho say and I imediatly snaped not realizing what I was doing . "It’s really funny when stupid girls like you stare at me like they never seen beautiful peoples in their life."V said giving me a smirk and bumping his fist with Jimin. I rolled my eyes knowing how big it’s V’s ego and retun to Angela to listen to the final of her dream. The classes where over and me,Angela,Minho and Jackson where going to the convenience store to pick up some icecreams for Valine who has her leg broke. "Do you think she would like vanilia ove apple?"I asked getting lost betwen flavours. "Just pick whatever and let’s go home,it’s getting dark"Minho said pushing my back to the cashier. "Y/n,you think you could run to the school,I forgot my math paperworks in my locker and I need them for tomorrow or profesor Park is gonna fail me"Angela said coming to me out of breath . "But why me?"I asked whinning about going all the way to the school. "Girl,you have freaking abs and you wined 5 medals at long running marathons and you are still asking us why you?"Jackson sopke paying the icecreams. I groned in respons and got out of the store and started running to the school.In 10 minutes I was enetering the empty hallways of our highschool and starteed shearching for Angela’s loocker when I heard a lot of giglles coming from our math clasroom.I ignored the thinking it was our teacher flirting with one of the nurses as usual and grabed the math papers and walked out . The sun was completly set down as I was leaving the was school yard and to be honest I was scared as hell to walk alone to my house in this pitvh blacknes so I called Jackson. "Please tell me you and the guys are coming after me right now?"I almost whispered in the phone scared of my own voice in the empty street. "No,we are still waiting for you at the store,where are you tho ,is really getting late."Jackson asked with a wary tone. "I’m on my way but everything is really dark and I can’t see much,could you abd the guys come my way because I’m really scared to be honest."I said and started to walk slowly haering footsteps from my back. "Okey,we are coming your way,see you in 10."Jacskon said an hang up. I put my phone in my front pocket and started to walk on the lonly streets scaring myself everytime a cat apared on the road.While I was thinking about what way to walk to get to some ilumintaed streets I heard someone talking form my back. "Aish,you really are lost in your stupid world,aren’t you?"I heard a low voice say from me back.I turned faster and saw the one and only headass from my school ,V. "I didn’t heard you."I said trying not to stare again at his face. He smiled and looked at me "Trying not to stare at me like a crazy person again?Don’t worry,like I said today ,I’m used to weirdos like you to stare.” “What do you actually want?"I asked strated to lose my interes in this stupid conversation. "You said you where scared to walk alone so I thought that you might want to me take you somewhere close to your house."V spoke pointing to his expensive sports car waiting for him a few steps back. You heard about him and his gang inviting girls to get them home but insted they took them out to drink and made horrile things with them after ."I think I will pass,my friends are coming for me."I said and started to walk away from him.I just heard a short laugh and them a car door closing and the street became silent again. —————Next Day———————————————– As ususal I got early to school and because I did’t want to stay alone in my classroom I took my gym close and headed to the football field.There was no one as usual so I quickly changed my school skirt to some Nike leggings and put on my running shoes and head off to the field.I loved doing sports,I was in the track team back in my home country but now being in the 12 th grade I had to focus more on grades than hobbies. While I was running my last lenght I saw Angela and Minho sitting in the players steats on the field so I started to slightly run trowards them. "What’s up with you guys so early at school."I asked getting a water bottel from Minho. "Well I had to take some books from the library and Angela wanted to make sure she didn’t came late at least to this class."Minho spoke whipping some sweat with his shirt sleve.I changed qiuckly back to my school uniform and headed to class with them. "Do you think V has a think for you?"Angela asked for the 14 time in the last 5 minutes. "No ,I am not the only girl he asked to walk home."I said bored while grabing my notebooks. "Maybe he actually likes you but you are being ignorant as usual and can’t see that."She started jumping excited while holding my free hand. "Angie,for the last time,V is never gonna like me or even look at me ,there are more changes for me to freaking hit a freaking phoneix bird than go on a date with him."I said while moving my hand dramaticaly in the air. When I swing open my locker door I herad a loud sound and everyone from the hallway stopped in their tracks and looked at me worried.I didn’t understand what happend so I closed the door slowly and I almost jumped out of my shoes when I saw V rubbing his hand on his now read forehead. It took me 10 seconds to proced what happend and I imediatly dropped my books and put my hands over my wide opened mouth. "OMG,are you okay?"I asked feelling my cheeks turn red from the embarsement and the stares.Angela was in shock too but she managed to move a few steps away letting me sit there hopeless in front of V and His boys. "You really are some difficult women to deal with."he said still rubbing his forehead"You don’t have other things to do?"Joon shouted loudly and the crowd of students quickly started to move. "I’m so sorry."I managed to say one more time before he passed by me bumping hard into my shoulder………
Made By Being Broken

Ok, so @hollyashton I lied, I can’t resist doing an Endless Summer entry for ChoicesCreates. *le sigh* But whatever, it’s still awesome! Thank you and @kittenmusicals for hosting this round! I love this weekly Carnival SO MUCH!!!

Prompt: ChoicesCreates Round 18: “We are made of all those who have built and broken us.” Also a request from @zahranamazis for some Zahra/Craig love!
Rating: T+ for language (In my mind Zahra likes cussing.)
Warnings: None
Fandom: Endless Summer
Characters: Zahra Namazi, Craig Hsiao
Pairings: Zahra Namazi/Craig Hsiao
Description: The whole squad is ready to leave before heading to go get Diego, and Craig has something he wants to get off his chest.

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A-Z of skam drabbles: A

Summary: Even loves convincing his boyfriend to miss afternoon classes and Isak is really bad at resisting.

Word Count: 531

A/N: so i’m starting a drabble series?? idk how far I’ll actually get but I have the first few written so might as well start posting them!!

Isak used to be a good student.  Well really he still is, but sometimes it doesn’t seem like that anymore because he’s getting dangerously close to the absent limit and the semesters not even close to being over.  

It’s only in his Wednesday and Friday afternoon classes though, because Even doesn’t have a class then so really this is all Even’s fault.  Or maybe it’s Isak’s fault for being so damn bad at saying no to his boyfriend.  Isak prefers blaming Even though.

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School taught me that not knowing things was embarrassing.

After multiplication quizzes, I’d be called to the front of the room and asked if I had been studying in front of the “boob tube” since my scores were so low. Everyone would laugh. I was usually great at math, but this was the first time I was stuck.

I never failed a test until college. I was studying to be an engineer and failed many tests. Even typing this up it feels weird. Like it should be a secret and maybe these shortcomings can still come back to haunt me.

Tests were long and intense. Once, my 36% was a B. The teacher was impressed if you got through part of one question. Some tests were worth 20% of your grade and only had two questions. That means an entire letter grade was determined by a single problem. You had to know everything.

I made the mistake once of skipping over one of those highlighted grey boxes with side information in my textbook. There was a question on the test about that one paragraph in that grey box. I could tell you the page number, but not what was written there.

My manager at my first real job gave me the exam for my certification. After each question he would ask, “Are you sure?” He told me never to guess. Guessing gets people hurt. Just say “I don’t know” and look it up. Always look things up. Information changes as we learn. Memorizing means you could know old data. In school, saying “I don’t know” is shameful. At work, saying “I don’t know, but I’ll get back to you” was vital.

In Johannes Kepler’s first book, he though the planets moved according to platonic solids and used meticulous math to prove it. However, he is remembered for his later books where he proves himself wrong. He used observational data obtained from Tycho Brahe to determine orbits were actually ellipses.

I made two failed tests into platonic solids to remind myself that learning isn’t knowing everything at once. Knowledge should be pliable. Learning is a lifelong endeavor that isn’t meant to be done alone. 

Chrobin week 2016

Day 7: In a Better Life

So like, i tried to make a gif and that totally failed. I’ve done little animations but I’ve never put them into gif form and i still cant LOL (please accept this video format i tried to gif but it no work ;^;) Also this is HELLA late. Like by weeks…sorry. Procrastination is stupid. Also triangle proofs and writing essays in math classes. But hey! Here’s some chrobin trash and i apologize for not making a comic like i said, it’s half finished and i thought it would be better to just not do it because my comic skills are still not good enough to me… but i will try harder in the future! I’ve got lots of chrobin to share so don’t be a stranger!

May this ship never sink! <3 

still-holding-minas-tirith  asked:

Crow, fire, and cinnamon for the autumnal ask if you're still doing it

hello, friend!! thank for assisting me with mt boredome and insomnia! there were a few fires in there so i did both of them.

crow: which school subject do you wish you had an aptitude for?

it would be a tie between math and science. i don’t really have a problem with biology, but the rest forget about it. i failed math pretty much my whole life and its really frustrating.

Fireside: if you had your dream wardrobe, what would it look like? 

lots of black. lots of dark, witchy things with boots, awesome shawls, velvet bellbottoms, lots of moons and stars, sort of a dark necromancer that really enjoys pastels and yoga pants.

bonfire: describe your dream house.

deep, deep into the misty mountains surrounded by lakes, waterfalls and babbling brooks. willow trees hang over and shade my wooden cottage. lots of huge windows and big open spaces. open ceiling with a loft, a fireplace, possibly a fireplace in the bathroom. intense shower with multiple shower heads and plants and all that. a giant beautiful glass greenhouse out back near the river, filled with exotic plants and average plants. a giant cut flower garden to pick from and place around the house. cats, dogs, chicken, sheep, maybe a little goat or two. wooden floors, beautiful open kitchen with some sort of crystal counter tops like amethyst. i could go on and on and on and on and on.

cinnamon: if you had to live in a time period different than the present, which would you chose and where?

hmmmmm ancient egyptian royalty, 1800s alaska, salem witch trials in an ocean town in new england, 1800s ireland. that’s all i really can think of right now.


anonymous asked:

So I went to a pretty small highschool and there was this boy who didn't talk much and neither did I. When senior year came around I began eating lunch with him and still he didn't talk much, but he was so gentle and soft. I got his number in math after I failed the test and he aced it but I was too shy to text him. I asked him about one question months later, then, as much as my bravery would permit, texted him about other things. In person, we talked about art. ~1/2~

~2/2~ Over text we had maybe two deep conversations when he was too tired to be quiet. There was a senior all night party, and we spend the whole night in the same room, sometimes talking, mostly sitting in silence. I had my knees pulled up to my chest and he asked if it hurt, and touched where the threads from a hole in my jeans were digging into my knee. Later we both bemoaned the fact that we hadn’t thought to bring our meds so we were skipping a dose. (I lied ~2/3~)             

~3/3~ At six in the morning it was time to say goodbye. We stood in silence, and I think we both felt that there was something missing. We should have been more. A few hours later I texted him to remind him to take his meds. I text him sometimes this summer, but he stays in the dark of his room hiding from his depression. I miss him. We should have been more.            

Oh anon… I hope you do become more.  I really hope you do.

{ no more please }

Deafies/HOHies in mainstream school is a lot harder than it should be. I’ve never gone to a Deaf high school or college, but I do wonder how different it would have been for me, had I went. My sister went to Indiana School for the Deaf and she was so much happier there when she was at our mainstream high school. She had better grades than when the other school, great friends, and nobody bullied her for being different, because they were all different there. She had the right accommodations and no special needs teacher tried to make her use her voice because she ‘should learn how to speak.’ 

In high school, we both were miserable. I was HOH then, and I didn’t know ASL. All of our interpreters knew that and they signed everything. While that benefitted her, it didn’t for me. I still couldn’t follow what was going on in class, I never could. I spent most of my time reading books over and over and studying math problems and trying to figure it out myself, because I couldn’t follow in class. I constantly got yelled at because I “never paid attention in class,” and I was always, “reading ahead,” instead of waiting for my peers to catch up. 

Why was that a bad thing? No one waited for me to catch up. If they did, I still would have failed, because no one was ever patient with me. I was bullied a lot. I got along with mostly everybody, but I was always the quiet one (I know, shocking, me?? Quiet?) because I never could follow anything. I remember being locked outside of class because my teachers thought it was funny. I remember being pushed into the pool knowing damn well I can’t swim, and almost drowned, and my teacher said I should have had my hearing aids (which aren’t even waterproof, no HA is) in to hear them come up behind me.. Really?  I had this one math teacher who yelled at me in front of everybody because I didn’t hear her the first time, and kicked me out for “not paying attention.” I didn’t even have any kind of accommodation. I remember refusing to learn ASL, because I was taught that I was the “good kind” of deafie who could speak, read, write, and follow “appropriately.” Whatever the fuck that means. 

There is NO good kind or bad kind of deafie!!!! We’re all different. Teachers and interpreters who teach that shit need to cut that the fuck out! It’s no wonder my sister was miserable. She never felt comfortable using her voice but she wasn’t allowed to sign back, only watch when something was being interpreted. Fucking stupid, right?!?!!? I constantly got these conference mics, where the teacher wears a mic and it goes straight into my hearing aids. That shit was unbelievably loud, but oh, my god, guess what? It still didn’t help. Because I can’t follow. I have trouble with speech comprehension, as all deafies do. I was always left out of group discussions, too. So, I was seen as the girl that didn’t do anything while everybody did all the work, because I wasn’t talking. But again.. I was always the one with all the answers because I read the books countless of times. If they all wrote down their questions, I’d have the answer. I refused to learn ASL because of how I was treated in school, and I would treat deafness as if it was a bad thing, because that IS how I was taught. 

“You’re the good kind of deaf person.” “You can talk!” “You can read!” “You shouldn’t learn ASL. I’m not giving you any lessons because you can speak.” “ASL will hinder your language growth in English.”

When I said, “fuck it” to what I was taught, and went on my own and asked my teacher to teach me, I realized something. I understood everything better and followed along to everything when I learned it. I wasn’t left out of anything. I started to hate myself for letting these teachers beliefs get to me. That being deaf was bad. That ASL was bad. That it’s possible to be a certain kind of bad deaf person. Not speaking is bad.

It’s not possible. Again. There is no good or bad deafie. ASL is not bad. Not speaking is not bad. Being able to speak isn’t bad either. THERE’S NOTHING WRONG WITH BEING DEAF. 

I started getting notetakers in class because I wasn’t able to follow the interpreters in ASL (I was new to it) and my sister had already transferred to ISD. I still got in trouble in class because I was reading ahead. I always did my assignments ahead of time. I would get yelled at in front of class and be embarrassed because of that. I had teachers who refused the interpreter giving me my notes, because “I can take my own,” and it wasn’t  “fair” to my other peers to have all the important things written down. I was “cheating.”  Every couple of weeks or so, I would get a new notetaker because the old one would quit because she couldn’t stand the kind of treatment I was getting, and it was too depression for her. I’ve had MULTIPLE notetakers who slept in class instead of taking notes!!!! And I’ve had MULTIPLE notetakers who wrote notes to ME, flirting with me, instead of taking notes. 

It’s been nearly ten years since I went to high school. I really, really hope it’s not the same in 2015. But knowing this world, it probably is. Shit, it was the same when I was in college. 

If you want to be an interpreter or a notetaker, you do not get a say in what we should be left out of. You cannot flirt with your student. You cannot pass notes with your student while you take notes.  Your job is to interpret, to take notes, to include us in everything that we miss out on, and then some. Nowhere in your job description does it say that you are allowed to tell us what “kind” of deaf person we should be, and nowhere in your description does it say that you are allowed to state which accommodations are reasonable to you. 

I feel like there are a lot of ableist out there who study to become interpreters/notetakers so that they can do this crap. I did have a disabilities director who told me to, “go learn sign language” because I didn’t know ASL  (and I wasn’t very accepting of my hearing loss then)  and because he didn’t want to pay for CART.

I didn’t know about the laws back then because I wasn’t taught. I didn’t know anything about American Disabilities Act, or that you could file a lawsuit or a complaint on these kind of things. I think it was purposely wasn’t taught.

Mainstream schools NEED to change how they treat and teach people with disabilities. 


anonymous asked:

God I need help, I just relapsed, my arm is currently bleeding and I'm failing math and I have a D in honors bio (we've only done one quiz but still) and nobody is helping me? I'm going through such a hard time mentally and I just want somebody to notice and help

Anon!! I notice you and I’m here for you! I think the first thing would be to deal with your body first. Physical health is one of the most important factors contributing to your emotional and mental well-being… I don’t know what your circumstances are but don’t be afraid to seek out a professional if your physical condition is painful or mentally intolerable?

I’m guessing you’re in high school? I understand how hard high school is for everyone… Sometimes it feels like no one can help, but there’s always someone who can, whether it be a teacher or a counselor (who can help you see about re-taking classes over the summer or talking to your teacher about extra credit or make-ups) or someone on the Internet who can help you with Bio or math (Khan Academy is great… Mathway saved my life when I took Pre-Calc and Stats [I never took Calculus LOL I’m bad at math…don’t worry if you’re not good at math, I get along just fine] and there’s also Youtube and forums). 

And don’t stress over 1 quiz! It sounds like this is just the beginning of the year and you WILL have time. I understand the pressures of grades for sure. Just know that if you ever need to vent or if you need help with anything (I’m not good at Math or Bio but I can try my best haha), you can always come to my ask box, off or on anon!! Please take care of yourself and know I care about you <3