Have you written something you're really proud of in school? What was it about?
Have you written something you're really proud of in school? What was it about?
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Not for school itself, but during highschool I used to write a periodic story on a blog and my colleagues read it. I even got my first kiss because of that. Is that Clara in the pic btw?
you can get kisses by writing?
No that's not clara
Most readers are women nowadays
Heading over to writing general right now.
Can't wait for that Pulitzer Prize
if they do, its nothing particularly important
Wrote a paper on the mythological influences in Tolkien. Was thinking about expanding it to book length but then I grew the rest of the way up.
>Have you written something you're really proud of in school? What was it about?
When I was around 12 I had to write a short story for my language class. I wrote like 500 words about something with greek mythology inspiration and was really proud of that. Then my teacher was angry at me kept asking me 'who wrote that for me, because it surely wasn't me.'
Hadn't touched writing stories for almost 10 years after that.
>Hadn't touched writing stories for almost 10 years after that.
Why bother, you came, you saw, you conquered. Anything after that would be a let down.
My teacher was always just impressed by how well I could write at such a young age. He used to always make me read it aloud to the class after we had a writing lesson.
I wrote a poem about spring in middle school. Not homework, just wrote it because I wanted to. I was surprised I could actually rhyme the ends and keep the size consistent.
What's wrong with the OPpic girl's ass though? She clearly bent herself 120° instead of 90° like a normal person.
Wrote a paper about deconstruction and semiotics in As I Lay Dying senior year of high school that I was pretty proud of for a while
yeah, but only because the teacher praised me
if I went back and read it, I'd probably cringe
I should go back to school at 22 so I can fuck prime pussy
An essay about a book I judged by its cover. I got 95% while most of the class (who read the book) failed.
In first year uni in the UK your grades don't count towards the final mark. You just need to get 40% over the year to advance to year 2. My friend and I decided that we would do a coursework essay without reading the book or any supplementary stuff to see what would happen, given that we technically couldn't get below 40% total already. The essay was on Money by Martin Amis and I got a 1st with a 79 overall. It was by far the best mark I ever got and the only 1st. I wouldn't say i'm proud of it exactly
No, I never had to think or put any genuine mental effort into writing anything for school or college, so there was nothing to be proud of. After reading enough of the material to get the gist of it my thought process was then fully dedicated to getting the jargon and the style right, to make the choice of words they'd appreciate, to basically rewrite it
Ever since I left college I've been writing a lot on my own and only for myself, and I realize now how much of a great mental exercise it can be if you allow yourself to be careless with that stuff and just allow your ideas to flow and try to find a new angle on shit, which I assume was the original idea before it became codified with the bureaucratization of learning. Having to do that never bothered me because it was a very mindless and procedural task, but I think if you're proud of ever doing that shit well you're probably an idiot
How do teenage girls manage not to get raped every day?
I dunno, but back then I had you know...thoughts about it.
I made an attempt to learn about semiotics but its a tad confusing
There was a girl like this who sat in front of me at school and I would just feel her ass with my knees all. She never said anything
There is a certain amount of sexual attention that all of us, but especially women, and even more so girls becoming women, look for.
>She never said anything
One time this girl and I were flirting pretty hard and I touched/rubbed her butt for the duration of a school assembly
But she was a giant hoe
I wrote a poem for a girl.
She didn't like it.
I'm sure she liked the poem and it was just you she didn't like.
You do that when she's in love with you already and you're together. It's like sending a woman letters, you do it after she's captured.
too bad, I wrote one a poem and she accused me of stalking her and threatened legal action. a year later she got tit implants and exposed herself to me. women are a fucking meme, I tell ya.
My bachelor thesis (it was on Francis Bacon and his relationship with atomism)
I guess I'm reasonably proud of the dissertation about the impact of castes in India's urbanism I wrote in college.
>Silly boys, are you looking at my bum?
nothing i was proud of honestly. i wasn't a bad writer, per se, but i only wrote shit to get a good grade. i wrote a lame story about a man and woman going through a divorce from the perspective of a mutual friend of theirs in 9th grade and i got a 6 (equivalent to an A) on it, but it was still not interesting to me. I guess I just had that kind of passionless, detached approach to most of my academic endeavours. I'm a nurse now.
I was proud of it back then and I shudder thinking about it now. And I wouldn't have it any other way, this is the very metric by which I measure my self-growth. Imagine thinking Crime and Punishment is anything worthwhile after actually seeing Russians and hearing nogs and heebs make the exact same arguments.
I knew this girl and she was insane. I pretended I liked her all along before she blocked me tho :p
Glad to see she’s alive and well. Only reason I tried to get into contact with her again. Was kinda worried by her neurotic tendencies
I wrote a poem for this girl but she just slapped me with her butt and then kicked me in the balls.
One time I wrote a discursive piece on a prompt the teacher provided us and with some flamboyance marked my work infinity out of 20. It was thoughtful enough for high school but not something I was happy to find myself having written.
In my extension class I wrote a Keatsian ode to Piss that my extention teacher read out to the english staff.
Sounds like she liked the poem and was rewarding you for it.
Yeah I wrote a girl a poem when I was 13 to impress her and it worked, lost v-card.
Who is this semen demon?
how big is your schlong?
N-nine and a half inches
I-I'm a virgin, though, so... Please be gentle :3
in the 6th grade i wrote an essay about how history had ended and the sexual revolution
i want to put my tongue between her ass cheeks
oh my god she’s perfect
THIS IS WHAT NERDS ON LULZ THINK IS ATTRACTIVE
I see a smiling girl with a good bottom and my day is a tiny bit better
Bro, she bought jeans with holes in them! I can't take her seriously.
>implying they aren't worn out from being on her knees so much
All jeans have holes in them retard
>slender big bootie cuties giggling
You fag/incel, you. Laughing at you
>but dey is holes in jeans!
Hahaha. You’re looking at her knees? It’s a dumb fashion.
Yeah, my dissertation on Nabokov and lepidoptery. Got the highest grade my uni department had seen for 25 years.
In middle school we once had to write something in class about a time when we had felt betrayed by adults. I don't remember the wording, but this assignment seemed clearly designed to detect abused children (maybe they had someone particular in mind).
So I wrote a few pages about being forced to take naps as an insufferable 3 or 4-yo kid (some of my earliest memories) so my mother could rest a bit (I have 3 siblings...). I took the point of view of a struggling victim forced to do horrible and demeaning things. The teacher read it to the class, half of them laughed, and also shared it with some teachers.
At that time I was usually reading in the back of the class while paying the least amount of attention possible to the teacher, so the attention she gave to my text touched me and surprised me. We had a tacit agreement that she would let me alone in class and I would just get good grades, since the alternative was me being active but extremely annoying student.
I remember that the most intelligent kid in the class had written a very beautiful and thoughtful text about him managing to make dinner as a young kid on a day his single mother was stuck in a remote city.
A curse on all of them!
I read your post in its entirety, btw, this was just the strongest outpouring of pathos evoked.
I am a thirty-year-old virgin.
its just getting started, mate
Did you spec pyromancy or telekinesis?
I don't have enough income to make the necessary capital expenditure in a single year but need to build up to it slowly through the time I have left to the big 30, and need to know whether rendering my 'home' fully fire retardant will be necessary.
nta but real men go for transmutation. You can turn everything into gold and make the jockeys at the federal reserves look like amateurs. I wouldnt recommend keeping pets however (unless you transmute them into cordite ofc), never know when the IRS decides to pay you a visit
>he didn't take the necromancy pill
mmmm more more momomy mommy more
A story when I was very young where the only other kid who criticised it said I shouldn't say "decapitate" limbs, since I didn't know what "dismember" was, but the teacher and most kids found it amusing.
That, or saying writing a journal entry saying how much 28 Weeks Later "scared the shit out of me" when I was 11 or something, then the student teacher just wrote "language!!!" next to "shit"
everything I wrote for english 7
I wrote a four page polemic on why satire isn’t funny at my teacher who made me read A Modest Proposal. Yes I have autism, why?
In college I wrote a paper that argued against the positive/negative rights dichotomy and my professor wanted to have me publish it he liked it so much, but by the time he told me that I had already mostly disagreed with what I wrote and back then I was very idealistic, not pragmatic at all. I wish I just had swallowed my pride and published it.
On the flipside, earlier that same year in a different philosophy class I wrote a schizo paper that synthesized Hegel with Aristotle's golden mean, a paper that even to this day, 17 years later, I still agree with and find enjoyable to read, yet the professor said nothing of it.
I wrote how music functions as a time travel machine because it has the power to take you back to certain periods of your life. My English teacher complimented me stating that it was one of the finest pieces he has read in his career.
I once got a failing grade on a paper, but the teacher read it out loud to the class anyway while I was out one day because she thought it was extremely interesting/well-written despite not at all satisfying the scoring rubric.
I can't for the life of me remember what the paper was about though.
I've literally never made anything I have been proud of. My hands are only capable of creating shit and my mind is weak and lame.