My birthday is conveniently this Friday…the day of the APUSH exam

I’m fucking sick of shitty Fridays and Saturdays god damn it, this is really pissing me off

AP Biology
AP Macro and Micro economics
AP American government and comparative government
AP Spanish
AP Studio Art 2D
English 4 Honors
Calculus Honors

Hmm my schedule for next year, wish me luck. I was considering taking AP English Literature instead of English honors, but that would be over doing it….

Essay Prompt: You’ve just written a 300-page autobiography. Send us page 217. 

       The sun’s glare was penetrating the bus’s window as I observed the luscious vegetation from the inside. Flowers were sprouting, trees were growing greener, it was undeniably apparent that Horae had brought upon the Earth the blessings of Summer weather. The warm ambiance of the atmosphere had further reminded me of how ecstatic my Summer vacation was going to be. I wasn’t placing any significance on school anymore, considering I was done with my AP exams and the school year’s end was right around the corner. An abrupt stop stripped me away from my attractive daydreams; It was my turn to get off the bus.

       As I walked up to my doorstep, I had noticed my front door was slightly ajar. Without much thought, I pulled the door open and entered my home. What I had seen inside I wouldn’t have expected, my mother was laying on the living room couch hiding her face under her hands. She was sobbing, I could hear the adamant sorrow pouring out of her mouth without hesitation. I was paralyzed where I stood, not knowing what I should do. To make matters worse, my abilities at consoling someone were underdeveloped, and it was in my nature to be aloof emotionally. I managed to utter a few words after much contemplation. I had asked her what happened and it took her a while to finally admit “Daniel said he doesn’t love me anymore. He packed up some bags and left. He said he’ll stay near for our support but he’s not going to live here anymore.” The words hit me like scorching bullets while annihilating my ears, soul, and mind. A pernicious amount of rage had engulfed me. I had blamed my mother. My mother and step-father’s relationship had been teeming with senseless arguments, and they were almost always initiated by my short-tempered mother. I didn’t feel sympathy for her, she had brought it upon herself and she had failed her family once again. It was almost as if she didn’t learn from her first-matrimony mistakes. She had become intolerable the past few months due to stressful situations she had experienced, I couldn’t blame my step-dad. The inconceivable thought of the only patriarchal figure in my life now preparing to take their leave, was gut-wrenching. The array of mixed feelings was so overwhelming, that it was any moment that my soul would implode and the only thing left of me would be my carcass. I ran to my room and locked myself in, I needed time on my own.

       After much pondering, I realized how unfair and unreasonable I was being towards my mother. Rage had clouded my mind and poisoned my thoughts, enabling such profane things to be thought about her. I had to be strong, my mother needed me and so did my brother. Nothing positive would come out of fretting over this gloomy moment. Furthermore, it wouldn’t be such a emotionally healthy environment for my young brother to live through. Having purified myself of my malignant emotions, I was ready to walk out of my room and talk to my mother about it. It was then when I spotted my step-dad assembling a pile of clothing into a bag. He looked up as soon as he heard me and said “Mark, we need to talk.”  

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Your thoughts?

My seven-year-old brother just barged into my room, decides to tell me “Cthulhu is watching”, then takes his leave. 

jedgarhooverinararaskirt:

it is not okay for people to burn qu’rans

it is not okay for people to burn bibles

it is not okay for american soldiers to burn religious material of the people they are quote on quote protecting

it is not okay for the united states, uk, israel and russia to go around launching illegal and bloody invasions of muslim countries, especially daring to invoke the name of god when we all know the reasons are less than godly (economic)

it is not okay for muslims to take out their anger on native christians or jews in pakistan, iran or egypt due to the actions of american soldiers; not only is that reprehensible but it also makes them shitty muslims due to not protecting the people of the book

it is not okay in any circumstance to create laws that target muslims and subject them to surveillance. if you think that is justified, think of how irish terrorism took just as many lives as the ‘war on (islamic) terror’ only twenty years back yet outside of ireland the irish (or at least people of irish ancestry, or catholics) were not subjected to the level of intrusion and suspicion that muslims are by govenrments

it is not okay for individual muslims to be extremely violent and have it justified under some wishy-washy cultural relativist crap like ‘oh but this person is part of the blob of oppressed brown ppl therefore an exemption in the law must be made for them and we must give them loads of cuddles and huggles and let them walk over everyone so they can catch up to the equally meaningless blob of whitecischristianhetmen’ (probably the idea of a lot of tumblr)

stop

(via absurdreasoning)