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About two and a half people will get that.


Unfortunately I'm not one of those people...hmmm. I had alex as my avatar some time ago F1GTR, good choice mate....droogies all the way.
 
Okay, So when I was in fifth grade, I was going to turn in the test I had just completed, On my way there, I thought it would be funny to type in a swear on the computer. So, I got three letters in the swear and I saw the teacher coming at me, Oh no! I thought, It turns out, The teacher asked me if I stapled some certain worksheet to my test, After I had gone to staple it, I went to turn in my test again. When I saw what I typed, I reported it to one of the helper teachers and she took some of the people that she thought it could be including me to the principal's office. Everybody said it wasn't them. Including me. :D Now the teacher doesn't even work there. So I'm off the hook now. :D :lol:
 
Ok I have a large confession......I DID put glue in my brothers milk last night. But that was only because he almost raped my Porsche 911 turbo and Nissan 350z car model. Don't worry it was only about 1ml that I put in his milk. And yes he did notice it but I denied.
How did he rape metal toys? but I tried putting a Wasabi bean into my cousins drink
 
Something I'm pretty much is a confession...


I really, really like Susan Boyle.
 
I always thought of myself as pretty much the smartest person in any given room, but...


Geometry is giving me absolute hell! All of these damned triangles and figuring things out with "side angle side" is really annoying! One of these days, I'm going to solve a problem with "Angle side side postulate."
 
I always thought of myself as pretty much the smartest person in any given room, but...


Geometry is giving me absolute hell! All of these damned triangles and figuring things out with "side angle side" is really annoying! One of these days, I'm going to solve a problem with "Angle side side postulate."

:lol:

Sorry, but that's just too funny. I know how you feel though, out of all the math classes I took in high school I hated Geometry the most for some reason. If you like math shoot for taking Calculus some day, that was the best and easiest math class I've ever taken.
 
I always thought of myself as pretty much the smartest person in any given room, but...


Geometry is giving me absolute hell! All of these damned triangles and figuring things out with "side angle side" is really annoying! One of these days, I'm going to solve a problem with "Angle side side postulate."
It was the only math I could stand in High School. I'm more logically minded so I can stand math that involves spacial reasoning. I can see geometry. I can understand it. WTF is an imaginary number and what hold does it have. Anywhere. Could never wrap my head around that. :ouch: I closed out HS with Pre-Calc hating every second of it.


Cheers
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Speaking of school etc...

I can't seem to find any sort of motivation for doing bloody anything these days... To the point I'm failing I think 3 of 5 classes. And I'm already on the edge.

Halp? /needs motivation.
 
Speaking of school etc...

I can't seem to find any sort of motivation for doing bloody anything these days... To the point I'm failing I think 3 of 5 classes. And I'm already on the edge.

Halp? /needs motivation.

3 of 5? that would be a good semester for me... Even though I had 7 classes.

Just do your parents a favor and do the work... That's what I did my senior year and worked for me.
 
Speaking of school etc...

I can't seem to find any sort of motivation for doing bloody anything these days... To the point I'm failing I think 3 of 5 classes. And I'm already on the edge.

Halp? /needs motivation.

It happens to everyone, albeit not that bad for me.

Think of what you want to do in life, and if what you want to do requires you to be smart, get your ass moving and work towards that goal. Otherwise if you're satisfied working at mcdonalds, go right ahead an keep on doing what you're doing.
 
I really don't know of any reliable way to motivate someone - including myself - to get work done; thinking of your future has never worked for me, which I suppose is because it's too abstract. I never thought I would develop such a case of "senioritis," but as it stands now, I have to write several college essays this weekend and many more next month. :yuck: I've been reduced to putting off some major assignments until late on the night before they're due, or, in some cases, past the due date. Somehow, even the thought that such behavior might cause me to be rejected from my dream schools - University of Chicago, UC-Berkeley, etc. - isn't enough to make me work on an assignment in a given moment. :confused: I'm far from failing - I'm still on track for an average of about 95 this semester, and at a private school - but surely, the sleep deprivation I'm inflicting upon myself isn't healthy. :indiff:
 
3 of 5? that would be a good semester for me... Even though I had 7 classes.

Just do your parents a favor and do the work... That's what I did my senior year and worked for me.

Good go no, any optional education should be done because you want to.
 
I possibly could have died tonight.

For some background it was three of my friends and I in my friends 2005 civic. We regularly go down to this dirt/grass place in the middle of nowhere and the civic likes to catch when it's going sideways, we've had one side of the car off the ground, or if not it was really close.

Now for the story. We we're driving down a straight road near his house which has grass/soft dirt on the side of the road. He's going at least 80mph and I have the great idea to lock up the tires just for fun (don't ask, we do really stupid crap). He slams on the brakes, I pull the e-brake, and we go into a four wheel lock. The car starts to go sideways but my friend doesn't try to correct (he's not the most knowledgeable person about cars), and in the heat of the moment I didn't think to release the e-brake. We are now completely sideways going at least 60mph in the grass/dirt and by the grace of god the ass end comes around and we come to a stop.

If there was just the smallest of bumps in that grass, or if it was in the mostly soft sand part, I know we probably would have rolled it. On top of that there are telephone polls all along this road and we somehow managed not to be impaled on one of them. The weirdest thing was as we were sliding I didn't think to brace myself even though I thought it was going to catch at any second, and when we came to a stop the first thing I thought was "man he probably got the car dirty again" (he had just gotten a car wash).

Stupid :dunce:

*To clarify this wasn't my friend with the Blazer and Beetles, but he was in the back seat.
 
I possibly could have died tonight.

For some background it was three of my friends and I in my friends 2005 civic. We regularly go down to this dirt/grass place in the middle of nowhere and the civic likes to catch when it's going sideways, we've had one side of the car off the ground, or if not it was really close.

Now for the story. We we're driving down a straight road near his house which has grass/soft dirt on the side of the road. He's going at least 80mph and I have the great idea to lock up the tires just for fun (don't ask, we do really stupid crap). He slams on the brakes, I pull the e-brake, and we go into a four wheel lock. The car starts to go sideways but my friend doesn't try to correct (he's not the most knowledgeable person about cars), and in the heat of the moment I didn't think to release the e-brake. We are now completely sideways going at least 60mph in the grass/dirt and by the grace of god the ass end comes around and we come to a stop.

If there was just the smallest of bumps in that grass, or if it was in the mostly soft sand part, I know we probably would have rolled it. On top of that there are telephone polls all along this road and we somehow managed not to be impaled on one of them. The weirdest thing was as we were sliding I didn't think to brace myself even though I thought it was going to catch at any second, and when we came to a stop the first thing I thought was "man he probably got the car dirty again" (he had just gotten a car wash).

Stupid :dunce:

*To clarify this wasn't my friend with the Blazer and Beetles, but he was in the back seat.

Real hero here people :rolleyes:.

Someone from my year pulled the handbrake while in the passenger seat while someone else from my year was driving and they ended up wrapped around a tree. They were fine though - but still.
 
Three brothers I knew, all very, very nice lovely people.
Would do anything for anyone, very generous, kind etc, as they had been brought up that way.
They all have a passion for cars and speed.
They all like to do silly things in cars as we all did at some point, just to test the physics/try to be Colt Seavers/Michael Knight/Ayrton Senna.... something like that.
They all had the fortune of being in a wealthy family, and were moving their way through the Gran Turismo garages as their driving careers developed.
One brother got a wife, and after having several fast-ish cars (turbo fiat, followed by civic type r, M3, 350z, r34 GTR, GT-r) he slowed down and decided to have a family and build his own computer/electronics business.
The other two, still working in the same place together, used to dick about on the way to, and home from, work.
Their car histories are: type r, BMW 335i, M3, porsche 911, Evo 9, Ferrari 430, GT-R
and, err: Saxo, type-r, Pug turbo and Cupra RR.
One night, dicking about going home from work, one brother in M3, the other one in the Cupra, have a little race, they know each other's limits, they have been on track together, they are capable drivers, however, they don't allow for the inexplicable behaviour of the general public on the road, and the younger brother, narrowly misses someone overtaking where they shouldn't be, swerves, cannot get the car back from the slide, hits a tree, and his brother has to call their parents and try to tell them that their youngest son is dead.
He couldn't because he couldn't speak. Infact, it took my friend 3 weex to actually say anything that wasn't uncontrollable floods of tears and sobbing.
He has that visual memory for life, and we all have the pain of the loss to deal with.
He still drives fast, in fact, as you see from the car histories above, he's in a GT-R right now, but all the fast driving they do, is on track. In a safer environment, and mainly in the Evo, which is fully track prepared, rollcaged with racing harnesses etc.
Point being... we all get the urge to do silly stuff in cars, but there is always someone who can tell you a tale of woe to make you think twice about it.
There's a time and a place to risk you and your mate's lives.

:irked:👍
 
First of all we were all in the decision together, so don't put it on me that I alone risked my friends lives (I brought the idea up as a half joke with no reply from my friend other than slamming on his brakes, so I pulled it). Was it a stupid decision, obviously, but did we all learn from it, definitely. I'm not going to try and justify it because I can't, but I couldn't tell you how many times a night we'll be going around a corner (one that we've done a few times before at least) and my friend will pull it. Same entry, same controlled situation (most of the time around 2am in the middle of nowhere), same slide (depends on who's pulling the e-brake, my friend cant seem to lock the tires for some reason so he has me do it). Why do we do it, I couldn't tell you. We're not trying to be drifters or racers or any of that crap, but there's a certian rush to it all that at 2-3am somehow makes it a good idea. My friend doesn't care about his civic, and his dad could more than pay to fix the car, so when the owner of a car tells me he doesn't care and to pull the e-brake, I pull that thing harder than I ever would. I'm surprised we haven't had any damage occur throughout everything we've done with it, whenever he let me drive it at the end of the road place I drove the hell out of that thing and back and not even a belt squeal.

When I thought of the idea I thought my friend could more than handle it, but I was so pumped from a corner we had just done that I didn't think it through well enough. We had done things like this before but not anywhere near this fast. All in all someone up in the sky gave us a free ride last night, you won't find is doing that type of crap ever again.

Edit: Believe me I had a cigarette or three after we got back to his house. Thinking about what could have happened really brings it all into perspective. The driver and I were wearing seat belts, but my really good friend and the other guy (didn't really know him) weren't. There might have been a chance the driver and I survived, but my friend and the other kid probably would have died. If my good friend died I couldn't tell you what I'd do, I'd be absolutely devastated. The worst part is I can count at least three other times where if situations were different my good friend and I would have died in his Blazer. We weren't dicking about, but he wasn't paying attention.
 
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I was drifting my RipStik a few hours ago, I did stack it eventually though, pushed the back end out a bit far and ended up with very sore wrists because I landed on them.
 
Pfft, I was power-sliding in the kitchen last night on the wet floor, big woop!

My stairs are at a right angle to my wood floor hallway and I get wheel spin when I quickly turn left toward them :lol:

Confession: I've never been to a Dentist. Ever. (my teeth are fine)
 
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