Richard 
Bang

Simon 
bing bong

Richard 
draws a gun
ten paces

Simon 
takes off shirt

Richard 
9 
8 
7 
6 
5 
4 
3

Simon 
bang HAH you fool you are dead

Richard 
However
I did not provide a context
You, Abraham Lincoln, fired a bullet at Aaron Burr, who was playing honestly

Simon 
and now i is the pres

Richard 
However, not being a crack shot, you, Abraham Lincoln, only hit me, Aaron Burr, in a rib.

Simon 
and you is in the grave
no no no no
i kill you

Richard 
I, Aaron Burr, return fire, and the wound is fatale.

Simon 
nonononono

Richard 
Wait a second

Simon 
you were turned round when i shot you
i have time to fire at least 3 shots b4 you know whats hapnin
I WILL NOT WAIT A SECOND!

Richard 
UGHHHH

Joe Hisaishi - The Legend of Ashitaka

Definitely the most epic orchestral piece I’ve heard in years.

11:16pm Ben:
yep
i wish i lived 3000 years ago when all i did was herd sheep
11:17pm Me:
i wish i lived 3000 years ago when all i did was order people around the castle

I made a promise to myself some time ago that I would continue living, that if, at the time, I could not find something to live for, I would find it in the future, and that if, at the end of my days it still eluded me, I would, regardless, die without regrets.

~

Richard:
I need a 4 on this and BC calc

Noah:
oh i cant use my credit for this one :p

Richard:
Haha why’re you taking it then

Noah:
because i signed up for it before i knew lol

Richard:
You know you could’ve gotten your money refunded
You still can actually
If you don’t write down anything before the test
seriously, don’t take it.

Noah:
no i want to

Richard:
Are you insane?

Noah:
yeah

I do. When I say the word ‘dream,’ I don’t mean what a child means when he says he wants to be an astronaut. I don’t mean what a student in high school means when he says he wants to go to Harvard. When I say the word ‘dream,’ I mean something that can never be fulfilled once it’s been cast away. Obliterated, rather. No.. second chances, or anything of that sort—just pure, unabated finality.

And so… mine was. It’s been a few months, but the wound hasn’t closed, and when it does, the scar will remain forever. Forever. Forever. The emotions that come with a true dream’s death are similar to those of a right-handed person who’s had his left hand amputated. I can’t think of a more accurate way to describe them; make the connections yourself.

Changes in personality are inevitable. I’m hardly the same person I was a few months ago, when my candle’s flame could still warm me. I certainly don’t act the way I used to; it stems from the newfound disillusionment and apathy. There’s also a special kind of freedom I’ve been granted, but not the good kind. The kind that a family is left with when it’s been evicted from its household. The kind that slowly drives people insane.

My words have run dry. Dark seas, carry this bottle to a fairer land.

Taking notes in math class is not like taking notes in other classes; it’s a skill. As with all skills, practice makes perfect. As with all skills, failing to practice on a consistent basis will result in rapid deterioration. Now that a clear understanding of this has been established, let me explain to you how you should practice.

Taking notes in math class is not a mental activity. Well, it is to some degree, but this will be expounded on later. It is a mostly physical activity. In math class, what you need to do is stare at the board and meticulously write down everything the teacher writes down. Every equation, every definition, every graph, every whatever else is encompassed by mathematics. Your hand must never falter, even if the particular problem being worked on drags on for several lines. No matter how complex the notation, how mundane the task, you must drag hand across paper, arm across desk. Only then will you be honing this skill properly.

Now, to address the mental facet. You will not think while you take notes in math class. You will, instead, concentrate. Focus. The difficulty level of this aspect increases with respect to the difficulty of the math class being taken. For example, calculus does not permit the exclusion of even the tiniest subscript or the most seemingly innocuous differential. Failure to include such meticulous details is also failure of good mathematical note-taking. You would be best to remember that.

Note: I did not mention that you should pay attention at any point in time. If you wish, you may do so at your discretion. This is also not a guide teaching you how to study the notes you take. In fact, if you want to, you may very well decide never to look at the notes again after you take them for the first time; this is exactly what I do. Obviously, following the rigorous note-taking method I have detailed entails paying no attention to what is actually being taken down. Yes, if I choose not to look at my notes ever again, then I will never have gleaned the material in the first place. But please; I’m a second-semester senior.

Richard:
Are you busybusy or just busy?

Francis:
neither
busybusybusy

Richard:
I knew you’d say that

Francis:
it’s true

Richard:
I didn’t say I didn’t believe you!

Dry wells can’t be filled

in a day. The rain alone

simply won’t suffice.

Much of our time is spent in anticipation for the next phase of life. My elementary school teachers frequently told us that fifth grade was the “no joking, preparation for middle school” period. My middle school teachers said the same thing about eighth grade, except the word middle was replaced with high. I’m in my last year of high school now. And just as I waited to get into middle school and into high school, I’m waiting to get into college. Funny how my teachers didn’t say anything this time around.

I suppose it would be pointless to declare that I’m afflicted with senioritis. Showing is better than telling, and for almost every senior, there’s plenty of evidence to go around. Might it be caused by the anticipation? After all, this anticipation is exponentially greater for the college-bound.

Yes, I hear you, all they way in the back there, with your “Thank you, Captain Obvious.” But consider this: spending most of the time waiting is hardly a way to live. Being a senior, I don’t spend much time doing anything besides waiting. Every day, I just drag myself to class, sit through bored as all hell, and go home. A few days involve “extracurricular activities” which really don’t strike me as all that interesting either.

Not an extraordinary lifestyle by any means. I think we should, in the immortal words of John Keating, carpe diem. You know, make the most of our time while we still have it. Seize the day. There’s so much to be done out there, so much to get accomplished, so much to experience. It’d be damned shameful to let it all slip away..

But then again, I’m being mildly hypocritical; I neither have the willpower nor the tenacity to drag myself out of this interim. I’ve been trying to find something I truly love to do for so long that I’ve come to believe seeking it out is more tedious and painful than discovering it is rewarding. Carpe diem is nothing more than an ideal.

So why exactly do I choose to wait? Because not everything can simply be sought out. Because some things are worth waiting for. When the time comes, I will live.