@xfreakx
Translation of how I say “Hi”
hi - I don’t really want to talk to you/I don’t know you/I’m in a bad mood
hey - I want to talk to you
heyy/heey - We’re friends and I want to have a conversation with you
hey! - I haven’t talked to you in awhile or I have something to tell you
hey(: - I want to bang you
hello - Misc. I hardly ever use that.
heeeeey - i’m bored talk to me.
Leave it at the door…
There comes a point in time when walking through those doors no longer becomes just a want. When it becomes a lifestyle to you, it’s now a necessity. Some days, it’s not so apparent. From the time you wake up, you’re so pumped and jacked to hit the gym, every throbbing blood vessel and rippling muscle fiber in your body is screaming, “TEAR ME DOWN! RIP ME APART! I’m hungry…” You’re hungry. You can’t wait to walk through those doors. That portal into YOUR realm. Leaving everything, every concern of the world, every stress, every weight on your shoulders behind at the threshold (until you step under the bar for a brutal set of squats, of course). You’re in your element, everything left at the door. This is one of those days, where want overcomes necessity. Then there’s those days that all you have to hang on to is the need and necessity of ripping your calloused, bare flesh with the cold, hard iron. Your alarm goes off and all you can think about is ripping it apart with your bare hands and going back to sleep. That’d be a good enough workout for the day, right? You don’t want to train today, you don’t want to do anything. But you have to heed the call. Getting out of bed is the hardest lift you’ll perform on a day like this, but you know you have to. No matter how fatigued your muscles feel or how deep the veins which usually dance across your forearms like snakes lie, you can’t fight the need to follow your lifestyle. You get to the gym, and the doors appear as immovable concrete slabs in your way (or something like glass obelisks, depending on your gym’s ornamentation). Pulling the doors open feels like rowing a Boeing 747 with a rope handle, but you know you have to, need to, get inside and train. And once you cross the threshold and step into your realm once more, you leave it at the door once more. And necessity overcomes want, breaking the chains of the world that bind you, to put you at peace once again within your element. And the blood flows, and the fibers quiver, and you’re hungry once again…
Speed of Education
This is for my CS 120 class, and I think this is where I put this as I see nowhere else to post something.
On the speed of education, I would say it all depends on the subject. Sex education, for example, I feel is being taught to children at too young of an age. Math, on the other hand, is going at a reasonable speed, though it seems more and more kids are having a problem with it, whether because they simply don’t like math or they’re just not able to grasp it. Either way, it may be helpful to be more thorough when it comes to teaching mathematics. I think science isn’t being taught fast enough, if even being taught at all. The high school I graduated from had hardly even a science requirement to graduate, and the rest of science was elective classes. I would’ve liked to learn more, but as it wasn’t required/a mandatory class, while in high school I saw no point.
Weighing out all the sides of education’s speed, overall I would say it’s going smoothly, but in America, I would like to see more kids achieving educational excellence and learn much more, so I wouldn’t mind seeing it kicked up a notch.
