When i take an exam it's exactly like this.

ending the school year like

this speaks to me on so many levels

Leaving school early, cause you were "Sick"

at first your like, yeah i don’t feel good..


and then shes like wanna go home? and you’re just like


and you leave school and you’re all like addiooss moothhaa fucckkass

ME, AS I DELIBERATELY PROCRASTINATE BEFORE A DEADLINE

— John Lennon

When I was 5 years old, my mother always told me that happiness was the key to life. When I went to school, they asked me what I wanted to be when I grew up. I wrote down ‘happy’. They told me I didn’t understand the assignment, and I told them they didn’t understand life.

it makes me sad that over 100,000 people can relate to this

Facts on Learning

Did you know that:

     1. We only remember about 10% of what we read 
         (textbooks, papers, articles etc)

     2.  We only retain about 20% of what we hear 
         (lectures, talks, podcasts, conversations etc)

     3. We only remember about 30% of what we see 
         (videos, graphs and photographs)

     4.  We remember about 50% of what we hear and see together 
          (a presentation, demonstration or exhibition)

     5. When we’re an active participant in learning, we remember 70% of the material 
         (This includes taking part in a discussion, writing down what 
          you hearing and observing, and actively reflecting on presented material)  

     6. When you are the teacher or presenter, and have to share your 
         learning with others, you remember close to 90% of what you’ve learned.

IB prayer

Now i lay me down to study, i pray the Lord I won't go nutty
If i should fail to learn this junk, i pray the Lord i shall not flunk
But if i do don't pity me at all, just lay my bones in the exam hall
Tell the teachers i did my best, then pile my books upon my chest
Now i lay me down to rest, i pray i'll pass tomorrows test
But if i should die before i wake, that's one less test i'll have to take
IB

That moment of weakness...

How to be late to class without getting caught

Tyler DeWitt: Hey science teachers -- make it fun!!

The Story of Kyle

One day, when I was a freshman in high school, I saw a kid from my class walking home from school. His name was Kyle. It looked like he was carrying all of his books. I thought to myself, “Why would anyone bring home all his books on a Friday? He must really be a nerd.”

I had quite a weekend planned (parties and a football game with my friends tomorrow afternoon), so I shrugged my shoulders and went on. As I was walking, I saw a bunch of kids running toward him. They ran at him, knocking all his books out of his arms and tripping him so he landed in the dirt. His glasses went flying, and I saw them land in the grass about ten feet from him. He looked up, and I saw this terrible sadness in his eyes.

My heart went out to him. So I jogged over to him, and as he crawled around looking for his glasses, I saw a tear in his eye. As I handed him his glasses, I said, “Those guys are jerks. They really should get lives.” He looked at me and said, “Hey thanks!” There was a big smile on his face. It was one of those smiles that showed real gratitude.

I helped him pick up his books and asked him where he lived. As it turned out, he lived near me, so I asked him why I had never seen him before. He said he had gone to private school before now. I would have never hung out with a private school kid before, but we talked all the way home, and I carried his books.

He turned out to be a pretty cool kid. I asked him if he wanted to play football on Saturday with me and my friends. He said yes.

We hung out all weekend, and the more I got to know Kyle, the more I liked him. And my friends thought the same of him. Monday morning came, and there was Kyle with the huge stack of books again. I stopped him and said, “Boy, you are gonna really build some serious muscles with this pile of books everyday!” He just laughed and handed me half the books.

Over the next four years, Kyle and I became best friends. When we were seniors, we began to think about college. Kyle decided on Georgetown, and I was going to Duke. I knew that we would always be friends, that the miles would never be a problem. He was going to be a doctor, and I was going for business on a football scholarship.

Kyle was valedictorian of our class. I teased him all the time about being a nerd. He had to prepare a speech for graduation. I was so glad it wasn’t me having to get up there and speak.

On graduation day, I saw Kyle. He looked great. He was one of those guys that really found himself during high school. He filled out and actually looked good in glasses. He had more dates than me and all the girls loved him! Boy, sometimes I was jealous. Today was one of those days. I could see that he was nervous about his speech, so I smacked him on the back and said, “Hey, big guy, you’ll be great!” He looked at me with one of those looks (the really grateful one) and smiled. “Thanks,” he said.

As he started his speech, he cleared his throat, and began. “Graduation is a time to thank those who helped you make it through those tough years. Your parents, your teachers, your siblings, maybe a coach — but mostly your friends. I am here to tell all of you that being a friend to someone is the best gift you can give them. I am going to tell you a story.” I just looked at my friend with disbelief as he told the story of the first day we met. He had planned to kill himself over the weekend. He talked of how he had cleaned out his locker so his mom wouldn’t have to do it later and was carrying his stuff home. He looked hard at me and gave me a little smile. “Thankfully, I was saved. My friend saved me from doing the unspeakable.”

I heard the gasp go through the crowd as this handsome, popular boy told us all about his weakest moment. I saw his mom and dad looking at me and smiling that same grateful smile. Not until that moment did I realize its depth.

Never underestimate the power of your actions. With one small gesture, you can change a person’s life.

— Muhammad Ali

“Friendship is the hardest thing in the world to explain. It’s not something you learn in school. But if you haven’t learned the meaning of friendship, you really haven’t learned anything.”

— Sherman Alexie

“Teenagers read millions of books every year. They read for entertainment and for education. They read because of school assignments and pop culture fads. And there are millions of teens who read because they are sad and lonely and enraged. They read because they live in an often-terrible world. They read because they believe despite the callow protestations of certain adults that books-especially the dark and dangerous ones-will save them.”

how to make moments last.

we go to school everyday. we learn pointless things, but we

are never taught how to make moments last. but i think the

most unfair thing is at the end of high school, we are tested

on something we are never taught - we have to stand in

front of each other and say goodbye.

the best thing summer gave me.

You were the best thing summer gave me. Better than silence and no school, no curfew and no rules. I was the last thing you expected to become part of your life. So sing this song while you drive home baby. I will sing along from another country. And do- do-do goes the telephone while the planes and trains won't let me go, oh no. Pause the world and I will go there. And when the pollination starts in the springtime baby, can you map out all the parks if you find time, baby? I have nothing to say other than I love you.

When they tell me, "Only highlight the important parts"

Me Studying or Doing Homework for School

1 minute later


5 minutes later


10 minutes later

when i was 5 years old,