Thursday, April 16, 2015 "Explain it to Me Like I'm 12."

Thursday, April 16, 2015
Week: 35
Songs to Remember: Call Me Baby - Exo

        My buddy wanted to ditch the presentation and leave campus. I was like "Naw, let's stay". Right when they started the presentation, I was like "Aww f***. We should'a ditched."

        Now, this wouldn't really count as like, ditching, school school. More like, not having to waste two hours listening to s*** we already knew, or listening to s*** we don't actually do, but probably will do because the presentation made us want to kill ourselves, heh. I'd put in context why there's a presentation assembly today, but I'm kinda tired (partly from that presentation) so I'll just describe s*** as if you already knew why.

        They started off talking 'bout sexting. They then used an example that happened to our school "2 months ago", about how a large investigation of a girl's nude pics got circulated and how 25 students got suspended because of it. They asked us if any of us knew about that situation, in which, well, nobody f***ing did. They were like "Oh". Even though 25 students got suspended, nobody heard about it, 'cause the school didn't say s*** about it. Also, girl's fault for sending nudes anyway. Don't want them to get circulated? Don't take em'. Simple!

        Simple as using the off button! They (as in, the principal and some bootleg counselors) asked us if we thought that the privacy settings for our social media actually made our s*** private. Well duhhh, it doesn't. Makes me feel stupid having to use the term "duhhh", but this s*** is common knowledge that the administration thinks we don't know. It's the f***ing internet, all the NSA crap and IP addresses, nothing's private.

        The example of how s*** gets twisted over the internet was stupid as well. They did the "telephone game" with volunteers. Basically they whisper something into a person's ear, then that person whispers it into the next person, then the next, then the last person reveals what they just heard. It started from "Peter plays Poker with pink purry pandas" or some hard to remember s*** like that. It ended up with something like "Patrick plays checkers" or whatever.

        First of all, that s***'s hard to remember. Second of all, there's copy and paste. Let's see. Hmmm. They let us have a break outside (for about, 5 minutes), but we couldn't go anywhere else on campus. Just literally, outside the gym. So that we may stand and actually move after sitting for an hour on hard plastic bleachers while listening to them talk about a subject, in which this whole thing seemed very similar to reading the terms and conditions. See what I mean?

        They talked about depression next. Umm, showed a short video of it. Didn't even bother putting on fullscreen, just, straight from the site tab. Paused like, 3 times, skipped over a bunch of s*** due to the school unexpectedly cutting 30 minutes away so that we'd have longer class times for some reason (about a 75-minute P.E period for me. Ouch). The depression presenation actually made me depressed, heh. I think it made everyone more depressed (if not already) from the grimness and boring-ness of this whole thing.

        There was also this teacher who stood next to my buddies and I, in our general area. She kept telling us to be quiet and shooshing us, whenever we made small comments. The thing was, as we were already f**ing quiet due to having nothing to talk about 'cause of the boring presentation, you could hear the loudness of everybody else. Like, come the f*** on, leave us alone. She stood in the middle of the walkway and people couldn't see, only until people actually told her to sit down did she sit down. Next to us. I was actually pissed and depressed at the same time. Pissed, 'cause of having somebody breathe down my neck for some god-forsaken reason. Depressed, because of the presentation and that I had to wake up at 8:00 AM to sit through 2 hours of this.

        Believe it or not, my IQ lowered because of that. I think one of the most stupid things they said, was when the principal made an example of how a 1993 picture of her surfaced on Google when she searched her name. She said "If you scroll all the way down, you could see my picture. Crazy how a picture from 1993 is still there, 20 years later!" Made me kinda wanna hang myself after hearing that. Google is a search engine. What did you expect? You type in something and it says "1,000,000 results" or something like that. Of course if you scroll down enough, you'll bound to find something. Her name isn't that common, so of course it'll be easy finding s***, just by scrolling down. And the age of the photo doesn't make any sense. I could have a picture of my great-great-grandfather from 1815 right now, take it with my camera and upload it. I search up the filename of the picture and look, there it is on Google, 200 years later! Woah! It's on the internet, even though it hadn't even been invented at that time!

        I think that's enough of the stupidity we had to go through today. Ummm, P.E was hot, A- finally, f***ing, finally. Math was the usual. Chinese, was just review. All in all? Hot, irritating, sad, and tiring day. And now, I will go to sleep. Sad that it ain't Friday yet, and, because my group still has to present tomorrow. F***. See you tomorrow.