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chu_totoroBeen slacking way too much on cello. I have to remove myself from the computer. I can IMAGINE how much I would get done if I didn't have a computer, if computers didn't exist with all their distractions and internet and games. I wouldn't waste my idle time on here. I might, at the very least, read instead. I would definitely get a lot more instrumenting done. And be a lot more productive, just in general. With anything.
The computer tears me away from all of it, such a perfect tool for procrastination.
But... I can't give it up, either. Not willingly. x.o I love it too much.
story 55
there was once a large class with a dull teacher. he would drone on and on while the students shifted restlessly in their seats, bored.
the students dealt with this in different ways.
many just resigned to sleeping in class. after all, what else to do? some brought outside reading and such to entertain themselves, though they were punished when caught.
others spoke of ditching the class. just leaving. that boring old professor would never notice. they could just sneak back before the class ends, when the professor takes roll for a second time. but these were all talk and no action. wishful thinking. no one ever actually did it.
however, some audacious boys took up the idea. (the girls all scoffed at it. only one had any interest, but she weighed the possibilities and observed and kept her mouth shut.) they talked amongst themselves and they whispered and plotted and finally one day they did it.
while the professor was talking, they all packed their books away, and snuck out of the classroom, one by one. once out, they went around to the back of the school grounds, where the wall was relatively low. the front gate was too dangerous; it was right next to the teachers’ lounge.
they scaled the wall, one by one, the adept helping the clumsy. but then a teacher patrolling the school grounds came by and saw them. obviously they were up to no good. “what do you think you’re doing?!” she barked. they all froze.
severe detention, they got. every last one of them. no one else tried it after that.
the one girl secretly wanted to, but she couldn’t bring herself actually to. she would think about it, and tell herself that too many things could go wrong. was it worth the risk? no, of course not. she could get caught. there were consequences. was it worth it? the more she thought, the less she wanted to do it. her mind even supplied many unlikely situations in which things went wrong. too many things could go wrong.
there was one other. a bright boy who never really considered leaving campus was possible, but was now rather intrigued by the actions of these unfortunate students. he thought about it and realized that the opportunity had always been there, he just failed to see it. what a good idea. he could never study well with the professor droning on there anyways. he could leave, if only to study at HOME.
so on impulse, he decided he would play hooky.
he didn’t bother thinking about it or planning what he would do. he just packed his stuff up and marched out of the room. he even waved to the professor on the way out. the professor, somewhat confused, waved back, and continued with his lecture.
kids clustered at the window to see what this dork was going to do. he had no chance of scaling the walls again. security had been put much tighter after that first escape-attempt.
but he didn’t. he simply strode out the front door. kids gawked. then gasped. the principal, the principal... had to choose that precise moment to walk in. the girl winced. this is why i don’t do it, she said to herself. look what could happen.
the boy, of course, didn’t plan for this. he didn’t plan for anything. he just had an idea, and he went through with it. so he paused slightly in his steps, a little unsure of himself. then he saluted the principal with a smile and a nod, and kept walking. the principal laughed, and would’ve patted him on the head had he been shorter, and went on his way.
5 minutes before the end of class he strode back in. the professor even ventured to wave at him.. they took roll, he wasn’t absent, all was well. nothing happened.
the girl wanted to leave even more. but that boy might’ve just been lucky, she thought. so much can go wrong. he was just lucky. i’ll do it when i devise a foolproof way. but every time she had a surge of recklessness enough so that she might actually have left, she would think about it a little right when she was on the edge of leaving. just a little. think where she would go, how she would leave, how she would treat anything that might go wrong. what if the professor asks? what if she bumps into a teacher who asks where she’s going? what then? what lies could she give them? no, she’d just end up with detention. no, no, no, no, no. and she would lose her nerve and stay where she was.
the boy never considered these questions. well, vaguely. but he never really thought about what he would do. if a teacher had asked, he would’ve smiled and said, i’m going home.
so, the boy got what he wanted.
the girl never did.
the end.
Del attempted to continue!
Continuation:- The next day, the impulsive Ade-er... boy tried to pull the same trick over again, believing that it would work as it had done before. However, the professor was ready for this rash student. As the student headed to the doorway, a sharp "Where are you going?" filled the classroom. The boy, caught off guard, replied with an unthoughtful "I'm going home, goodbye!" As the figure of the boy retreated down the hall, the professor gingerly dialed the numbers to the principal's office.
As the boy passed the principal's office, the principal stepped out of the room, almost bumping into the boy. The boy looked up with a smile, expecting the principal's kind-hearted gaze. However, he was immediately wary of the scowl the supervisor now wore on his face. He attempted to walk past him, but immediately felt a strong hand on his shoulder. "I think...we need a talk", the principal uttered, as he brought the boy into his office. As the girl watched from the water fountain where she had followed him, the heavy wooden portal closed.
The next day, and the next, the girl glanced at the empty chair where the boy used to sit. Only after 4 days had passed that he finally came back. Defeat was in his eyes, as his violation of the rules had given him a suspension on his permanent record. Because of this, he did not get into the college he wanted and ended up dying of alcohol poisoning one snowy night (in taiwan...why? Iono. ).
Meanwhile the girl sighed in relief, praising herself for her rational thought, and she lived happily ever after.
The end.
XP wahhaha
Whee okay, so it's not as bad as I said. XP Sorry for flaming it to hell~ But if you must know, that was partially a true story (excepting the details and the girl), and this is what actually happened afterwards:
My dad cut class a lot. He played hooky a lot to study. Enough, in fact, so that the school WAS planning to kick him out. They were going to expel him. You know, I think he actually did get suspended at least once or twice. I don't actually know, mind you, but probably. He spent the time studying at home. /shrug. Odd child. That was his whole reason for leaving in the first place. =='' Anyways, they were going to do that! But then, a rational teacher pointed out that he was the valedictorian of the school. He was the only kid in the entire school with any chance of getting into Taidah (the best college in Taiwan?) and they wanted that on the record. Also, because he was a valedictorian, if they kicked him out the average grade of the entire school would be lowered. So they kept him. And he did get into Taidah. XD Except, he didn't go there. He met my mom and my mom came to America, and he tagged along 'coz he wanted to, and oh SHIT they made the schools HELLA angry because they were all clamoring and giving scholarships and such and he DITCHED them. But yeah. Then they came to America and went to college here! And moved to California. And stayed here. And had us! XD All 3 of us~ And no, he didn't die of alcohol poisoning one snowy night in Taiwan. =X Does it actually snow there?
The computer tears me away from all of it, such a perfect tool for procrastination.
But... I can't give it up, either. Not willingly. x.o I love it too much.
story 55
there was once a large class with a dull teacher. he would drone on and on while the students shifted restlessly in their seats, bored.
the students dealt with this in different ways.
many just resigned to sleeping in class. after all, what else to do? some brought outside reading and such to entertain themselves, though they were punished when caught.
others spoke of ditching the class. just leaving. that boring old professor would never notice. they could just sneak back before the class ends, when the professor takes roll for a second time. but these were all talk and no action. wishful thinking. no one ever actually did it.
however, some audacious boys took up the idea. (the girls all scoffed at it. only one had any interest, but she weighed the possibilities and observed and kept her mouth shut.) they talked amongst themselves and they whispered and plotted and finally one day they did it.
while the professor was talking, they all packed their books away, and snuck out of the classroom, one by one. once out, they went around to the back of the school grounds, where the wall was relatively low. the front gate was too dangerous; it was right next to the teachers’ lounge.
they scaled the wall, one by one, the adept helping the clumsy. but then a teacher patrolling the school grounds came by and saw them. obviously they were up to no good. “what do you think you’re doing?!” she barked. they all froze.
severe detention, they got. every last one of them. no one else tried it after that.
the one girl secretly wanted to, but she couldn’t bring herself actually to. she would think about it, and tell herself that too many things could go wrong. was it worth the risk? no, of course not. she could get caught. there were consequences. was it worth it? the more she thought, the less she wanted to do it. her mind even supplied many unlikely situations in which things went wrong. too many things could go wrong.
there was one other. a bright boy who never really considered leaving campus was possible, but was now rather intrigued by the actions of these unfortunate students. he thought about it and realized that the opportunity had always been there, he just failed to see it. what a good idea. he could never study well with the professor droning on there anyways. he could leave, if only to study at HOME.
so on impulse, he decided he would play hooky.
he didn’t bother thinking about it or planning what he would do. he just packed his stuff up and marched out of the room. he even waved to the professor on the way out. the professor, somewhat confused, waved back, and continued with his lecture.
kids clustered at the window to see what this dork was going to do. he had no chance of scaling the walls again. security had been put much tighter after that first escape-attempt.
but he didn’t. he simply strode out the front door. kids gawked. then gasped. the principal, the principal... had to choose that precise moment to walk in. the girl winced. this is why i don’t do it, she said to herself. look what could happen.
the boy, of course, didn’t plan for this. he didn’t plan for anything. he just had an idea, and he went through with it. so he paused slightly in his steps, a little unsure of himself. then he saluted the principal with a smile and a nod, and kept walking. the principal laughed, and would’ve patted him on the head had he been shorter, and went on his way.
5 minutes before the end of class he strode back in. the professor even ventured to wave at him.. they took roll, he wasn’t absent, all was well. nothing happened.
the girl wanted to leave even more. but that boy might’ve just been lucky, she thought. so much can go wrong. he was just lucky. i’ll do it when i devise a foolproof way. but every time she had a surge of recklessness enough so that she might actually have left, she would think about it a little right when she was on the edge of leaving. just a little. think where she would go, how she would leave, how she would treat anything that might go wrong. what if the professor asks? what if she bumps into a teacher who asks where she’s going? what then? what lies could she give them? no, she’d just end up with detention. no, no, no, no, no. and she would lose her nerve and stay where she was.
the boy never considered these questions. well, vaguely. but he never really thought about what he would do. if a teacher had asked, he would’ve smiled and said, i’m going home.
so, the boy got what he wanted.
the girl never did.
the end.
Del attempted to continue!
Continuation:- The next day, the impulsive Ade-er... boy tried to pull the same trick over again, believing that it would work as it had done before. However, the professor was ready for this rash student. As the student headed to the doorway, a sharp "Where are you going?" filled the classroom. The boy, caught off guard, replied with an unthoughtful "I'm going home, goodbye!" As the figure of the boy retreated down the hall, the professor gingerly dialed the numbers to the principal's office.
As the boy passed the principal's office, the principal stepped out of the room, almost bumping into the boy. The boy looked up with a smile, expecting the principal's kind-hearted gaze. However, he was immediately wary of the scowl the supervisor now wore on his face. He attempted to walk past him, but immediately felt a strong hand on his shoulder. "I think...we need a talk", the principal uttered, as he brought the boy into his office. As the girl watched from the water fountain where she had followed him, the heavy wooden portal closed.
The next day, and the next, the girl glanced at the empty chair where the boy used to sit. Only after 4 days had passed that he finally came back. Defeat was in his eyes, as his violation of the rules had given him a suspension on his permanent record. Because of this, he did not get into the college he wanted and ended up dying of alcohol poisoning one snowy night (in taiwan...why? Iono. ).
Meanwhile the girl sighed in relief, praising herself for her rational thought, and she lived happily ever after.
The end.
XP wahhaha
Whee okay, so it's not as bad as I said. XP Sorry for flaming it to hell~ But if you must know, that was partially a true story (excepting the details and the girl), and this is what actually happened afterwards:
My dad cut class a lot. He played hooky a lot to study. Enough, in fact, so that the school WAS planning to kick him out. They were going to expel him. You know, I think he actually did get suspended at least once or twice. I don't actually know, mind you, but probably. He spent the time studying at home. /shrug. Odd child. That was his whole reason for leaving in the first place. =='' Anyways, they were going to do that! But then, a rational teacher pointed out that he was the valedictorian of the school. He was the only kid in the entire school with any chance of getting into Taidah (the best college in Taiwan?) and they wanted that on the record. Also, because he was a valedictorian, if they kicked him out the average grade of the entire school would be lowered. So they kept him. And he did get into Taidah. XD Except, he didn't go there. He met my mom and my mom came to America, and he tagged along 'coz he wanted to, and oh SHIT they made the schools HELLA angry because they were all clamoring and giving scholarships and such and he DITCHED them. But yeah. Then they came to America and went to college here! And moved to California. And stayed here. And had us! XD All 3 of us~ And no, he didn't die of alcohol poisoning one snowy night in Taiwan. =X Does it actually snow there?
