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Jordan Edwards, 15-year-old honor roll student, killed in shooting by Texas police

  • The chief of police in Balch Springs, Texas, said Sunday that one of his officers shot into a car full of teenagers because the vehicle had moved toward police officers “in an aggressive manner.”  
  • The shooting, which occurred Saturday night in the Dallas-Fort Worth suburb, killed 15-year-old high school freshman and honor roll student Jordan Edwards, a family lawyer told the Dallas Morning News
  • Edwards, who is black, was leaving a party with his friends because they had heard gunshots. Officers claim they were responding to a call of “drunk teens.”
  • A criminal investigation is underway by the Dallas County District Attorney’s Office and the Dallas County Sheriff’s Department — but the Edwards family has already called for the yet-to-be named officer to be arrested and charged. Read more (5/1/17 9:45 AM)
the signs as I've known them
  • Aries: they love deeply but don't necessarily want to admit it. enjoys scarier/darker stuff. introverted. wannabe rebel. communicating/ conveying feelings isn't very easy for them. passionate. have some kind of edge/darkness to them. ambitious. restless. watch out when they're pissed.
  • Taurus: stubborn. logical and practical. wants to talk about feelings. can be insensitive but loyal. intelligent af. adores music. grammar, punctuation, spelling freaks. for some reason does goofy voices and makes weird noises a lot. lives on the computer. hilariously clever.
  • Gemini: probably won't hesitate to throw someone else under the bus to succeed, but is friendly and nice. soft spoken, quiet. intimidatingly smart. athletic as hell. cute sense of style.
  • Cancer: soft squishy lil lovebugs. when they find their passion they go and do it. will love you forever. struggles with self love/respect. makes very good points in arguments. really likes food. odd obsession with animals.
  • Leo: egotistical and self-glorifying, but owns up to mistakes and apologizes for them. though if they're embarrassed by it they tell you to shut up. likes to be the center of attention. honesty about feelings is not their forte. just wants to be loved. hugs and cuddles are their fave, any kind of touching really. suck at texting. commitment issues.
  • Virgo: pretentious. super smart, probably in a lot of advanced classes. struggles with depression and self-image. looks to make deep connections. insightful. always knows obscure facts. really likes video games. awkward.
  • Libra: super understanding. on your side 100% of the time. amazing listeners. artsy. good with their hands. deep problems at home. gets annoyed pretty easily. puts on a mask a lot. trust issues. creative. rants for hours. twinge of sadness about them. can be really negative. has great hair.
  • Scorpio: kinky. excellent huggers. wants to help but kinda sucks at it. arrogant. great friends. saying "I love you" isn't natural for them. smart. tries. knows they've fucked up but doesn't do much to stop or fix it. a mysterious heaviness to them. abhors ignorance/stupidity. doesn't know how to handle breakups.
  • Sagittarius: boss ass bitch. motivated. intelligent. works hard. very understanding. cares about you. flips out at little things. wants fulfilling relationships. artist. listens well. family issues. not always honest about how they feel. strong. confident. full package.
  • Capricorn: quiet. judgey. soft and gentle huggers. aren't very concerned with relationships. hard to talk to, but want you to talk to them. will probably make it in business. articulate with feelings.
  • Aquarius: kind. hot as hell. craves physical contact. easy to befriend. fun to spend time with. honor roll af. manages emotions healthily. well-rounded individual. points out interesting things. stimulating conversation. there for you.
  • Pisces: innocent and doe-eyed. super cute. in advanced classes, as they should be. empathetic. caring. defensive of their friends. will always love that one person. easy to talk to. fully immerses themselves in their music genre. tries to be threatening but isn't. avoids conflict. bubbly. can miss the point a lot.
Any time I watch Twin Peaks season one and think about Laura Palmer: “Hey, I admire any teenage girl who could have several handsome boyfriends, be popular, be homecoming queen, be on the honor roll, cope with a demonic force, lie to her friends 24/7, get one boyfriend running drugs, drive another mad with passion, seduce her therapist, be a hardcore cocaine addict and high-class expensive escort...all while participating in the town Meals on Wheels programs.

Eh, when I was 18 I could barely manage applying to college and passing Chemistry. 

Laura was a multi-tasker.  

NTs in High School

INTJ: The kid who is at the top of the class even though they don’t seem to work nearly as hard as the other people up there. They are an extreme nerd, but you wouldn’t guess it by just looking at them. Are (or at least seem) extremely confident and put-together, which, along with their unequivocal dislike of most people, makes other people who don’t know them well nervous around them.

INTP: The kid who has straight A’s even though they haven’t picked up the text book since they brought it home. Obviously a nerd and/or geek. They hardly talk to anyone, except to the teacher in order to pose theoretical questions that don’t have a solid answer. Their backpack is more like an endless collection of miscellaneous junk.

ENTJ: The kid who is the president of 4 different clubs and captain of a sport, whether or not they actually tried to obtain these positions. May or may not be at the top of the class, but everyone is convinced that they are. They slightly scare everyone else.

ENTP: The kid who never pays attention or does any work, yet is always on the honor roll. They know and talk to literally everyone and teachers love them. They are the supreme random trivia champions. They would crush everyone on the debate club if they joined, but that would mean researching a specific topic for too long which is too much effort and not enough pay off.

school sentence starters.

“ did you study for that test last night? ”
“ i didn’t study, i’m so doomed. ”
“ can i borrow a pencil? ”
“ are you coming over tonight, to study? ”
“ i think i’m gonna skip this class. ”
“ are you gonna skip class with me or not? ”
“ i have detention after school. ”
“ i think they’re gonna expell me. ”
“ can you believe the teacher failed me? ”
“ i’m not leaving early, i don’t feel good. ”
“ why didn’t you sit with me at lunch today? ”
“ why are you ignoring me today? ”
“ you’ve been ignoring me all day, it seems.. ”
“ i hate sharing a locker with you sometimes. ”
“ why are you cleaning out your locker? ”
“ can i copy your homework? ”
“ did you even do your homework? ”
“ what are your grades anyway? ”
“ have you been skipping without me? ”
“ give me your lunch money. ”
“ i don’t have any lunch money. ”
“ can i borrow your book tonight to study? ”
“ are you going to practice today? ”
“ i hate gym so much. ”
“ this class is so boring. ”
“ think you could tudor me after school? ”
“ i could tudor you if you want. ”
“ can you stop raising your hand every five seconds? ”
“ some of us are here to actually learn. ”
“ i don’t wanna go to school today. ”
“ did you see the new kid today? ”
“ so, your the new kid, huh? ”
“ where you from, new kid? ”
“ i have way too much homework. ”
“ you haven’t been to school in days. ”
“ why are you always absent? ”
“ you’re going to get us into so much trouble. ”
“ i forgot my locker combination. ”
“ why did you get called to the principles office? ”
“ maybe you should consider home school. ”
“ this school’s lunch meat is so nasty. ”
“ stop texting me in class. ”
“ you never take anything serious, specially school. ”
“ have you ever passed a grade? ”
“ i made the honor roll! ”
“ i could really use the extra credit. ”
“ you’re a teacher’s pet. ”
“ did you go to try outs yet? ”
“ i need it for science. ”
“ are you going to the prep ralley? ”
“ gonna watch me play tonight at our first game? ”
“ i thought we were friends. ”
“ are you going to help me or not? ”
“ do you wanna do this project with me? ”
“ do you have a extra pencil? ”
“ do you wanna be my partner for this project? ”
“ looks like we’re partner’s for this assignment. ”
“ you spelled your own name wrong. ”
“ is that a good star? how’d you get one and i didn’t? ”
“ i really have to finish this essay, please. ”
“ you want me to ride the bus home with you after school? ”
“ my mom picks me up, do you need a ride? ”
“ do you need a ride home after school today? ”
“ are you going to walk home with me today? ”
“ i can’t believe we met each other in detention. ”
“ you were totally making out with someone in the halls. ”
“ these halls are way too crowded. ”
“ why are you always so late? ”
“ you’re late to class, again. ”

From Jordan Edwards to Alton Sterling, what will it take for justice to be served?

Jordan Edwards should be alive. The 15-year-old honor roll student was leaving a house party in Balch Springs, Texas, when he was shot and killed by an officer responding to a call about “drunk teens.” His two brothers were arrested while Jordan lay dying in the front seat of the car, his family said in a statement.

Edwards’ family responded to news that the officer who shot him, Roy Oliver, had been fired on Tuesday night. “The magnitude of his horrible actions cannot be overstated, the family said in a statement. "We fully expect an equivalent response from those responsible for investigating and punishing the crime.”

We can only hope that the family’s hopes and expectations for justice won’t be in vain. But if we look to recent developments in police shooting cases, for too long, families of victims of police brutality have waited months — and even years— for answers. Too often, officers are not held accountable for their actions. Read more (Opinion)

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why jungkook lookin like he’s that one pta mom that always be starting shit at brunch

“Oh so I heard through the grape vine that Linda’s cookies for the bake sale were actually……*whispered* store-bought

“A little birdie told me that little Jonny Banks fell off the honor roll this quarter… *whispered* you didn’t hear it from me but I figure its because Mrs. Banks took him off his gluten free diet *sips soy latte*”

“But I guess thats none of my business anyway….”

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WWE Hall of Fame 2017 Inductees 

I did what I did. I did a few things like moonsaults off the tops of cages, but usually I relied on wrestling and technique. A lot of people used to think you had to be really chancy, but I was never like that necessarily. If you know how to structure a match, you don’t always need that stuff. Other guys are starting to understand that, and I haven’t seen this much great talent in a long time. Obviously wrestling is doing something right.” — Kurt Angle 

It was a surprise. I had a message on my phone [from WWE] to call the number back. I think they got ahold of Ricky at the time. When they called, it was just like a suckerpunch. It just knocked us off our feet. It’s an honor for Ricky and me to go into the Hall of Fame.” — Robert Gibson (The Rock ‘n’ Roll Express)

I’m humbled and honored, man. Just to be a part of it. I remember Dusty telling me one time, “You know, D, there’s only two things left in our business that’s still real: your first world title, and the hall of fame.” That’s gonna be emotional for me.” — Diamond Dallas Page

If you looked at all the boxes you would check to make a main event guy that would go down in history as one of the best, Rude checked all the boxes. He was an all-around package. He looked good, he could play the part, he knew what to do. He could take great bumps, feed the babyface when it was time to feed, and he would never run out of gas.” — Ricky Steamboat, on 'Ravishing’ Rick Rude

People think because I do a lot of talking on TV and stuff and that I am an outgoing person, well I am really not, I am kind of a loner. You guys were able to do that for me, and get me back out there, get me on this podcast, and get my name out there. This Hall of Fame thing, I am just honored to be apart of that. I really want to thank the WWE, the WWE Universe, Vince McMahon, Steph, Hunter, all those guys that gave me the opportunity to portray my talents and gave me a break, I just want to thank them all and say I appreciate it.” — Teddy Long

When you are in WWE, you dream of that moment when you get to reflect on your career and the things that you did and you get that wonderful individual honor. It seemed so far off in the distance for me when I was wrestling. I didn’t know when — or if — I’d ever experience that feeling. I certainly didn’t think I’d have that opportunity this early in my life. It’s amazing and very, very humbling.” — Beth Phoenix

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I made it!
1. Gold and white cord: honors student with a 3.2 cumulative gpa
2. Green and white cord: National honor society
3. I’ve received the Timothy award for Christian Character
4. meritorious Conduct honor roll
5. I’m the only student in my class to receive an award for having an A average in mathematics
5. I’ve been on Administrative Honor roll for the past 8-9 quarters
6. Vice President of the senior class
7. And I have also received an award for volunteering to do open house

And I’m just starting! Way more to come in college!

All Praises and glory are due to Christ our savior!

what the kids would be doing if they actually went to highschool

john is a theater kid, but not a Theater Kid - he’s just there to get his elective credit filled out and get training for a career in showbiz. he does standup at the local theater. carries out an eight-week prank war against the mean teachers under the alias “mr. egg”

rose runs the school newspaper and has at least 3 private writing blogs. also started her own poetry magazine for the nsfw 8000-word sapphic monologues the school wouldn’t let her publish and called it “Much Done About Nothings” to spite censorship. passes 5 AP classes without showing up once.

dave has his own radio show and does morning announcements; later on, after around junior year, he starts dj’ing at parties and cafes. takes dance classes to kill time after school and ends up teaching beginner’s hip-hop to freshmen; joins manga club ironically but ends up bonding with a lot of the people there

jade starts a gardening club and crowdfunds solar panels for the greenhouse; takes an all-AP roster and somehow has hours to spare. 4 years on colorguard, 3 years of honor roll. is on a first name basis with literally every teacher, that one kid who’s always down to give you a ride (i.e. The Best Kid)

What is the 34 Hour Language Challenge?

The well known language learning site, Duolingo, claims that an hour on Duolingo is equal to one semester of a language course at a university. I had to test this theory! So, I came up with the idea for a 34 hour language challenge, which I will document on the blog 34hourchallenge.blogspot.com. 

If you would like to do a 34 language challenge as well, here are the rules.

1. Pick a language you are not familiar with, but are interested in learning.

2. Spend at least one hour a day studying the language on Duolingo until you’ve reached 34 hours.

3. Take a placement test in the language.

4. Let me know how your challenge went. I’ll add you to the “34 Hour Challenge” honor roll.

My mom is a huge fan of Memrise. So she decided that we should take this challenge to the next level. She is going to spend 34 hours learning a language on Memrise. We are both going to take a placement test at the end of the 34 hours. So, if you want to choose Memrise over Duolingo, that works too.

For the Memrise challenge, the rules are the same as for the Duolingo challenge.

You can comment here if you want to be added to the “34 hour challenge” challenger’s list for Duolingo or Memrise. Just let me know which one!  I can add your blog name, your Duolingo/Memrise username. Or both!

After you’ve completed the challenge, you can be added to the Honor Roll.

If you decide to blog about the challenge, please link me back to your blog so I can check it out as well!

On Tumblr simply reblog this post or reply with a note saying you accept the challenge. Don’t forget to let us know how it went!

I meant to mention this last night, but I’m insanely proud of Dino. Like he managed to be on Honor Roll while ALSO being an idol and doing things for Seventeen. The precious baby is a smart and hard working young man and I am so proud of all his accomplishments and for the things that will come for him

(Peter Parker x Reader): Criminal

Summary: You were on Team Cap for the fight in Germany, but it turns out you had a connection to a certain spiderling on the other side. With you in prison and then hiding Peter doesn’t know what to do.

A/N: Gets a bit angsty so be prepared. Still debating if I’ll continue this.


 “Wanda, please,” You begged, pleading with the other girl as you ran up to where she was laying in Vision’s arms, ‘We need to go - now.” You were losing, badly, Wanda had collapsed, and you’d lost sight of your other teammates.

“No. We stay with the team. We will lose this battle.” Wanda replied as you helped her stand up as Vision slowly moved away.

“But-” You start, trying to protest. You’d already found an easy escape route to take.

“Steve got away.” Wanda says, cutting you off, “We completed the mission. That’s how we do things around here. We’re a team so we stick together.” 

Before you could argue back you were surrounded by guards. It was too late for hiding now.

“Wanda, what should I do?” You asked, panicked as you looked around nervously. You’d never seen someone point a gun at someone else before, let alone at you.

“We surrender.” She replied, pulling herself to her feet shakily, placing her hands on her head.

You glanced around again, scanning the rest of the airport, hoping for someone else from your team to help you out. You looked around only to see all of the others already in handcuffs being shoved into a heavily armed truck.

You made eye contact with Clint for a fleeting moment. You could tell that this man, the man who had asked you to come fight this war could see the fear in your eyes and all you could see in his own eyes was regret.

You reluctantly placed your hands on your head and allowed them to restrain you before throwing you into the truck with the others, each of you in your own personal cage.


Despite your insistence that you would come willingly you were forced onto a cot and strapped down. At times you could hear the others so you knew that they were in cells close by. You couldn’t bring yourself to say anything.

“-Tony Stark.” You hear Clint say loudly, and judging by the bitterness in his tone the man himself was actually here, “You better watch your back on this guy. There’s a chance he’s gonna break it.” You heard as you forced yourself out of the daze you’d been in. 

“How dare you-”

“Are you kidding me, Tony? They’re kids and you’re treating them like animals.” Clint replies angrily, his paternal instincts coming out as he argues about the two teen girls.

“With no suit, wings or arrows, you’re nothing.” Tony says, “Those girls are fully armed and dangerous.”

“Mr. Stark?” You called out straining to lift your head off the cot with your arms still chained down, trying to catch a glimpse of the man who was responsible for you being here, “Huge honor by the way, is there any chance of you letting us go? Because I have a massive Physics test on Wednesday and my teacher is going to kill me if I don’t show up.”

“I’m sorry, who are you?” He taunts as you see him saunter over.

“Oh come on, I know you’re reading my file on that watch of yours.” You reply, rolling your eyes, “(Y/N) (L/N),  Midtown School of Science and Technology, Sophomore, honor roll, super speed. It’s all there.”

“Along with a series of behavior reports from your foster parents,” Tony Stark adds.

“See? I may be chained down but I’m not an idiot.” You reply with a slight smirk, “If you’re not going to let us go, can you tell Parker that I’m going to miss the robotics competition?”

“Parker-how do you know about him?” He asks quickly, his voice filled with a mixture of concern and surprise causing you to grin, glad that you have his attention.

“Don’t worry, I just snuck a peek under the mask during the fight, his voice sounded familiar.” You explain, “We’re friends, we go to school together -I’d be surprised if he didn’t figure out who I am too- but that’s not the point, the point is that I’m on the drive team for robotics so they need to find somebody to replace me.” You told him, thinking of the scrappy geek of a friend that with no doubt was back at school already and hopefully wondering where you were.

 But Tony Stark was already walking away and you let your head fall back onto the cot, “Well, fuck you,” You muttered, realizing that no one would even know where you were.


“She’s where?!” Peter practically yelled into his phone, confused and angry, “Doesn’t she have to get a trial or something?”

“They’re considering them weapons of mass destruction. Those don’t get trials.” Tony’s detached voice told him.

“But she’s just a kid!” Peter protested.

“And so are you, but you two have abilities, those abilities make you different and hold you to a higher level of responsibility, you accepted that responsibility and so has (Y/N), now she has to face those consequences.” Tony explained.

“But-” Peter started to say before getting cut off.

“This wasn’t a game Peter, this was an all out war, and it makes her a criminal, I’m sorry, but I can’t do anything about it.” Tony said before hanging up, leaving Peter dumbfounded, confused, and just generally unsure of what to do. How could he help her? It so painful to think of (Y/N) being held in some sort of insane prison when there were actual criminals being allowed to run free. Not to mention the fact that Peter had been developing a bit of a crush on you, he felt like he had to save her.


You were restless, all of the pent up energy you had meant that you couldn’t sleep or even think clearly. You didn’t realize you were being broken out until the cuffs around your wrists and legs that you’d grown so accustomed to were suddenly opened.

Before you could mentally respond your body was sitting up right, “Oh thank god,” I cried as you launched yourself out of the door to your cell and into the open where you wrapped your arms around Steve, enveloping him in a tight hug before running to Wanda’s side, helping her out of her own cell and the straightjacket they’d put her in.

Minutes later you were sitting in the Quinjet with the rest of the team, Wanda was sitting quietly next to you (she still hadn’t said anything to anyone so you were just waiting it out), Clint was standing a ways away talking on a burner phone to his wife and kids, Scott was sleeping on a row of seats, and Sam was up front with Steve and Bucky.


“What do you mean they broke out? What’s going to happen to her? Is she going to be safe?” Peter asked, each question rapidly succeeding the other as he stood with Tony outside of Rhodey’s rehabilitation center.

“We’re not sure where they are or how exactly they got out, but she’s with Cap so she’s safe. Steve mentioned her specifically in his letter with specific hopes that you would know that she was okay.” Tony told the young man.

“What should I do? What can I do?” Peter asked, looking to his mentor for advice.

Tony sighed, unsure of what to say, “For now? Replace her on the robotics team, I’ll see if I can’t find a way for her to get back.”


You were wandering T’Challa’s mansion (it was the only place you were allowed to go freely since you and the rest of the team were still wanted criminals and with your powers you couldn’t handle sitting still for more than an hour) when you came across Steve.

“Captain Rogers,” You greeted him, “I really appreciate the whole breaking me out of maximum security prison thing, but when do I get to go home?” You asked. You obviously didn’t want to go back to The Raft, but you were feeling really cooped up and just wanted to get back to some semblance of your old life.

“(Y/N)…You can’t, they’re looking for you, for all of us. If you go back they’ll find you and throw you back in prison.” Steve told you.

“I have a life, school, friends back in Queens. What will they think if I just disappear like this?” You asked, surely people were still confused as to where you had disappeared to.

“We got some intel on that, when you were arrested they told your foster parents and school you were arrested on drug charges.” Steve told you, giving you that look of pity that people who felt bad about your situation always gave you.

“So no one cares that I’m gone.” You replied with sigh, you’d only been at this last home a few months, of course they wouldn’t care to look into what happened to you, you were just another troubled kid to them.

“I’m so sorry (Y/N), with your record it seems like everyone accepted it would happen. I know it’s not fair. Considering the fact that you know that spiderman kid, there’s no way you can go back to your old life and pretend none of this happened.” He said before pulling you into an awkward hug before walking away.

You knew Steve was right, you’re not stupid. But it didn’t change the fact that you were standing in Wacanda with no hope of freedom. Would you ever see Peter again?

Homegrown, grass-fed, organic Coach Bittle headcanons

(This got really long and fluffy. Sorry.)

Coach looks like a scary dude, but he’s actually a big softie. He has a really intimidating resting bitch face, and a more intimidating murder face, but he would rather eat shit than say shit.

Coach is hella passive aggressive. If you mess with him he’ll be all like, “Wah, I was always taught to turn the other cheek. Hate the sin, love the sinner.” But then he’ll blind copy your boss and forward your emails if he feels like you’re being rude. Or he’ll hand out invitations to a cookout to everyone except you.

And it’s really interesting because Suzanne Bittle is the opposite. She is small and very sweet, but if you mess with her she ascends through passive aggressive and straight into aggressive-aggressive. Like, in high school Bitty had a lot of trouble with this one teacher. Not the subject material, but the teacher. Bitty would ask for help or clarification and the teacher would basically do the academic equivalent of “No, fuck off and die.” And then this teacher would “lose” Bitty’s assignments periodically, and he would grade Bitty’s tests way harder than anyone else’s.

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No but Sans.

Sans, who has lost everything time and time again. Sans, who has nothing left to fight for, because it will just be taken from him again. Sans, who has lost all hope in a happy ending.

Sans, who finds a happy ending. Sans, who realizes nothing’s going to go away this time. Sans, who starts to actually become a parent to Frisk and decides to start becoming more active in their life. 

Sans, who joins the PTA. 

And there he meets fucking Linda. Linda, who loudly and vocally protested monsters arriving at the school. Linda, who constantly misgenders Frisk and tries to enforce quiet hands. Linda, who advocates for gluten-free food not because of allergies, but because she read once in a blog that gluten is so bad for you, don’t you know. Linda, whose lemon bars are shit and opinions even shittier.

Sans has something to fight for now. He also has something to fight against.

 He stops napping during the meetings and becomes more involved. He starts to actively fight all of Linda’s stupid ideas, even if it does result in him going to the principal’s office more than twice. Sans standing up for all the kids that Linda and he stupid policies have hurt, however directly. 

Asgore ends up having to go to meetings to hold Sans back in case things get too heated. He enjoys himself. The fact that he’s willing to discuss things without shouting gets him elected PTA president in a week. 

Sans, who gets the other monsters to help him out. Toriel and Muffet helping out at bake-sales. Undyne becoming assistant coach to the sports teams and the most aggressive soccer mom. Alphys upgrading the school’s computer system, and sketching out better curriculum plans during marathons of Mew Mew Kissy Cutie. Mettaton running the talent shows and school plays, and plugging fund-raisers during his shows. Papyrus volunteering at everything he has time for. 

Sans realizes he’s trapped in white suburban mom hell. He falls for the tropes more often than he would like to admit (”oh, your kid made the honor roll? my kid’s an ambassador” “fight me on this, helen.”) but he doesn’t care because he knows he’s helping others. He becomes the hero of the school, to both kids, monsters, and adults who were sick of Linda’s bullshit from the start but were too afraid to say anything.

Because this is the kind of Undertale I want. I want to see this weird family of like seven parents, one kid, and one particularly violent houseplant, but nobody questions it. I want to see monsters living on the surface in perfect domestic bliss, and even making things better. I want to see these poor babies happy. And I am so happy that we’ve latched onto something that is in no way shape or form canon and have not only decided that it’s a thing, but are using it to vent out our frustrations on systems that have failed us.