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| PICKED on TEEN NEEDS HELP AT SCHOOL!? i play electric guitar and i like acdc and black sabbath and my chemical romance and green day you know bands like that but people tell im stupid and they throw **** at me at school im ******* tired of it life is like hell at school people call me a ****** and steal stuff from my back pack i wish i could just say **** this at school and move faraway with my family where those guys wont be at some one please help me i dont know what to do any more my mom tried to help but teens are wild what more **** can you do help please what should i do!!!?? |
| you a freshman? it happens. just wait it out, it'll stop. meantime, try avoiding those guys that mess with you. try sitting closest to the door so that you can be the first one to leave and walk fast in the hallway. |
| This is my story so far. A teen love story. What do you think of it? The sun woke me up as it streamed through the gap in the curtain and onto my face. I let out a big moan after realising I had school that day. Finally, I decided to drag myself out of bed and get ready for another exciting day of exams. Luckily it was my final one which means I get 12 weeks off over the summer. When I was finally ready, I grabbed my bag and left. New people were moving in the house across the street. There were two white vans parked outside of the house that belonged to our new neighbours. There was a woman, around 50, ordering all the men around telling them where she wants her belongings putting. She had a strong Northern Ireland accent which I absolutely adored. There had to be more than just the woman though. There was way too much stuff for just one woman. The men carried out things like an old Gibson guitar, a Jukebox and some massive stereo speakers. She probably just moved in with her husband or something. When I finally got to school, I met my two best friends, Tasha and Lotty, in the canteen revising for the final history exam. ‘Loll!’ Tasha shouted me over in her high pitch, hyperactive voice. Tasha was a really pretty girl. She had fair skin with dark brown hair and eyes. She also had quite a few facial piercings like her nose and two on her lip. I loved her style, just for the fact she didn’t really care what people thought about it. Lotty didn’t say much. She was always the quiet one out of us all. ‘Hey Loll.’ She said in her calm, husky voice. Lottie was also really naturally pretty. She had white blonde hair with brown running through it and deep blue eyes. All the boys fancied her. I think it was mostly because she had a really laid back personality. ‘Hey guys.’ I replied to them both and sat next to them. ‘Excited about the test?’ I sarcastically joked. ‘I have been worrying all night; I actually can’t remember anything. I’ve had no sleep, I’m starving, and I want to go home!’ Tasha shouted. ‘Tasha just calm the **** down man, you’ll do fine. You always do.’ Lotty said angrily. I just laughed at them both. Soon after, the head of the history department called us into the hall to sit the exam. Two hours went by and the exam was finally finished. Me, Lottie and Tasha ran out of the school like there was no tomorrow. ‘Loll, fancy coming to mine for a drink and a spliff to celebrate with Tash?’ said Lotty. ‘It’s still morning man!’ I laughed ‘I think I’ll pass.’ ‘Oh come on Loll! Don’t be such a bore, exams are over!’ Tasha yelled. ‘Fine, I might come down later if I feel like it.’ ‘Okay whatever just let me know, okay?’ Lotty said. We all hugged each other and went separate directions. The only reason why I wanted to go home was just to be nosy about the new comers on my street. I reached my street and started to slow down, just because it was going uphill. I started to roll a cigarette which made me walk even slower. Once I finished the small task of rolling a fag I got my pink lighter out and sparked it up. When I looked up from my cigarette, I saw somebody coming back down in my direction; it was a boy around 17 years old. He was quite tall, skinny, with tanned skin, curly brown hair and big brown eyes. He was wearing a brown Led Zeppelin t shirt and baggy jeans with black plimsolls. He also had a cigarette in his mouth whilst he was sorting out change in his hand. I guessed he was going to the corner shop at the bottom of the road. When he was about 2 feet away from me, looked me right in the eye, nodded his head and said, ‘Alright.’ In a strong Northern Irish accent. ‘Morning.’ I replied, trying to play it cool. My heart was in my throat, he was absolutely gorgeous. At this point I was praying that he lived across the road from me. It all fitted together anyway, the Irish accent, the led zeppelin t shirt and the guitar. I had to talk to him again. When I got home to my front door, I took out my key and unlocked it. I went up into my bedroom which looked out onto the front garden. I could see the boy walking back up to the street. He was carrying a plastic bag with a loaf of bread in it and some lemonade. It was a hot day so I changed into my denim shorts, grey vest top and purple chequered shirt, put on a little extra make up and grabbed my iPod to go into the garden and ‘sunbathe’. Secretly I wanted to catch the new boy’s attention. |
| Its really good! Just make sure that you dont get carried away with the description and stay with the plot. Otherwise it can be really tedious for other people to read. |
| Do you think Lil Kim is being immature with her Black Friday diss to Nicki Minaj? So I just heard Lil Kim's diss to Nicki Minaj and I gotta say she is such a *****. Jesus ****! I used to be a huge Kim fan back when I was a pre-teen but shes a bigger ***** than XTina. Christina was more respectful to Gaga than Kim was to Nicki. Like you didn't see Christina making a diss song to Gaga or Gaga making a Christina diss. No! I love both Nicki and Kim. But Nicki is the future and Kim is the past. Kim needs to get over her huge ego that she has, and let it go. No offense to you Kim but sweetie you're a has been. Nobody cares about you anymore. You haven't had an album since 2006. Get over it. Nicki is a better rapper than you. Have some respect Kim. U shuld be happy that Nicki is honoring your memory. Hopefully Nicki has more class and maturity than Kim does. |
| No, hell no. Nicki the one who started the whole mess in the first place, and when the Queen comes to town everything shuts down. Kim murdered her in Black Friday, and notice how Nicki ant say sh*t afterwards case she know she cant f*ck with the Queen Bee. And you youngsters need to go back to school, lyrically and musically Kim kills Nicki. It's not even an opinion, its a fact. Do your homework, guy. And what does Kim have to be jealous for, this woman recieved 5 mics, FIVE MOTHERLUVIN MICS, the only female rapper in history to acheive that, and since when could Nicki achieve that feit? Kim has been runnin the game since she started, and she's in the legendary lane. Nicki will be forgotten in no time. |
| Would You jump ship from your racial backgrounds? I'ma mixed male with a whole lot of **** going on from Black to White N-American some italian but mostly Black and the ****** up **** i ddid'ntreally get is: 1:Why can't black teens mind their own god damn business anywhere 2: Why is it they are always standing in a dadangerous group 3: Why is it they don't know how to fight fair 4:Why is someone always getting jumped? 5:Why is it that they cant contribute to society? 6: And mostly no ones gives a **** about who fought who and what your cousin pookie did or stole or when u and him got caught smoking weed 7:We don't need to be apart of the obviously loud conversations so keep it down when on the train or bus or any where civilized 8: Also stop judging my blackness based on how many African American or west indian friends i have or the fact that i don't have a "baby's Mamma" or never successfully one a fight with the help of my crew 9:Rap is **** hip Hop is **** so stop blasting it any where verbally or by Audio means we dont want to here it And i swear if u judge My love music based on my color **** off I love heavy metal and classic rock so u black teens age 12 to ? can kiss my *** I officially am embracing my other racial backgrounds and i want my black card revoked until either the black youth of Nyc move emigrate or die or at least i move to an ape free zone or state |
| Fight fair?? there is no such thing as fight fair your only saying that because you can't fight the fight where you have to fight fir is boxing... we don't care if you like whatever rock... and im sure if someone was blowing out heavy metal music you would love that... you are in the real world deal with if you can't go jump off a cliff and ill get bottle of champagne to celebrate that you aren't he anymore... you acting like you make a ******* difference to the world just because life isn't going your way... man your dad must have been a screwup because you sure do not know everything about being black... not all of us listen to hip hop and no you cannot jump a ship from your race not because i don't want you to its because you won't be excepted so you might aswell go and take a dive... we don't want you in our race anyway! lets just hope you will be excepted somewhere else and i doubt that!! |
| How caan i get my mom to stop being so ignorant about me drawing/watching/reading anime/manga? lets start off with want ive thought about doing ok so i said i wanted to make manga so im drawing my characters over and over again and she keeps asking me(which irritates me automatically because she asks it ALL THE DAMN TIME)why do i keep drawing the same people over and over again which should be obvious and whenever i watch anime she thinks im watching the same ******* show which i watch bleach alot but not much anymore but she thinks all anime is the ******* same i hate her too no im not gonna lie im pouring all my frustrations out on here i hate her guts whenever i think about this she even thinks i have psychological problems so she put me in ******* therapy which i dont ******* need she thinks i have all these goddamn problems but she dosent want to realize the fact that its all her shes where all my stress comes from(this may be loooooonnnnggg)my anxiety attacks my nervousness and my anger its all her and in therapy she ALWAYS BRINGS UP ******* ANIME MANGA AND ME ******* DRAWING like its a bad ******* thing she acts like im out on the streets robbing people or some **** like that when all i do is sit at home watching tv drawing and finding ways to kill my boredom she thinks im always drawing asian people stupid ******* arrogant ***** im not even drawing asian people i eve told her the main characters french/american HOW ******* STUPID IS SHE? whenever i ask to go the bookstore she always asks me and says why do i like to read these books and just complains and **** calling them evil ok so how do i explain to her how the **** manga isnt evil because shes a ******* arrogant religious ******** she has a problem with everything i do that normal "black teens my age do" i dont listen to rap or hip hop the only rap artist i like is lupe fiasco other than that i listen to rock metal techno j rock j pop electronica and 8-bit(Anamanaguchi look them up thats 8 bit)so far that anime manga drawing and music now onto the next annoyance the other day i went to hobby lobby to buy copic markers and she said the same thing "why would i buy you somthing so you can draw the same asian people over and over again"-_-(racist *****)alot of the manga i get has girls on the covers or in them and she says why do i get all this stuff with girls in it yet whenever i get something with a guy on it she starts thinking im gay or something my dad dosent really care what i do as long as im not getting into any serious trouble and whenever i ask to get other art supplies like pencils paint and stuff like that she associates it with "those asian people" oh on a side note here i showd her bleach one time and told her chad is hispanic and yourichi and tosen are black but all she calls it is evil because of ulqiorras segunda etapa plus she thinks the whole japanese language is DEVIL TALK whevenver i watche anime subbed she says i dunno what theyre saying and they could be giving me some message and i say so if i dont know what theyre saying how will i get the message smart ***? plus she too ignorant to see that ichigo is the hro of the story and he`s trying to recue orihime from hueco mundo along as defeating the main villan all my brother does is play video games 24/7 and she never says **** to him but always has to **** with me she thinks im obbsessed with it too when there are people who are "obbsessed" im not a huge otaku i just enjoy watching and drawing it so can anyone please tel me how i can get her to shut the **** up and respect my hobbys and interests and to stop being ignorant all the time and if it has to come to that what anime i can show her to see that not al anime is like bleach before i cuss her out of her mind one day and yes i curse too much but thas because this has been going on for 2 years now im im more than sick of it and cursing is a ways of getting the stress out so any advice would be helpful thanks. |
| You do have one ******* problem, in your swearing that is not necessary or your need to. Try watching "Ah! My Goddess" on Hulu when she's around, as it's hard to refer to the three Norse goddesses as asian, other than their having moved into a Japanese house. If she comments on the general setting, point out that it's similar to "I Dream of Jeannie" -- a boy suddenly has to deal with a magical being in his house. If she comments on the mixed up theological and mythological environment, point out that few shows try to portray Norse gods correctly (ie, Thor), much less other religious symbols as in many vampire (a concept altered by Hollywood) shows (and "Buffy the Vampire Slayer"), and even "Touched by an Angel" had things such as Death in a form which was useful to the show. It is just entertainment which was put together by an artist who hoped that others might like it, using a film medium which allows a lot of flexibility. With several dozen episodes, there is plenty of time available for her to notice it. Registering and using the Queue to watch makes it a lot easier, considering how Hulu functions. Also, if you're able to create new characters and stories, consider starting a webcomic. You'll first need to create dozens of episodes, so you have material ready for readers and so you know that you can grind out the material. |
| Which song is less radio friendly? Well tomorrow my band plays in a place, where all the hipster guys normally hang out, and expect songs like Smells like teen spirit, Back in black, Stairway to heaven, Teenagers(lol).... So we decided to give those bastards a "**** you song". But which should we play? This one: www.youtube.com/watch?v=CBG5NPvvb… Or this one: www.youtube.com/watch?v=faJdBl0_e… Any feedback is appreciated. |
| I would go with Endless Nameless people who only listen to the mainstream garbage will get a kick in the teeth when they hear it. People may not like it but then again what do people know about music. Kesha is at the top of the charts right now and that shows how bad peoples musical tastes are. |
| My mom verbally abuse me :'(? All my guy hood and teen years my mom and I always getting alone very well until in my early 20's ( I'm 26 now). Back then when i was working on to get my 2 year degree,whenever she's in the bad mood she's always saying mean stuff to me like:your so fat and ugly no man don't wanna date your ugly black ***, u need to **** a jump off man; get a throw-away baby and get the f$@k out of my house u loser. she also luv picking on my weight also. 4 years ago, I sign up for more school and planing to get my B.A degree (graduating end of May) and I use to work as human resource assistant I was going to move out of my parents but last year in May I got laid off. Ever since I lost my job it got worse now mom bringing me down again and said nobody will never hire you with all that fat on u ( I gain more weight from 169 to 215lbs). Been looking for a job like crazy then finally I got a job as a vacation sales rep doesn't pay much but still is still a job though. Now I think I figure out why my mom verbally abuse me. Back when I little guy i remember both of my parents use to fight (not physically) and argue all the time. My dad also call her names too back then. My mom never work she was a stay-home mom. It's this why she's taking out on me? I need some mature advice. |
| As crazy as this may sound (in this situation), your Momma LOVES you to death. Really weird way of showing it. My Parents do the same thing. They'll be mean to me when I do something wrong, but wont say anything to my 26 year old (freeloader) sister. I've noticed that their mean comments always makes me want to get up and make myself better. They've even admitted that, the reason they say these things to me, is to make me a stronger person. They've told me that they have a lot of hope for me. Anyways, just talk to your Mom. She can't just be a ***** all of a sudden, right? She probably just wants the best for you! |
| How is this story so far? Teen Murderer Chapter 1. Suspect Sitting in the little room. Surround by white with just a black desk and three identical chairs. Only one was occupied by me. I sat there waiting for the people to come in and talk. Waiting and waiting. Only hearing the tap, tap, tapping of my shoe on the cement. I couldn't help, but look guilty. With my tapping, sweating, and heart pounding. I couldn't stay quiet for much longer. I couldn't even sit still. I had to fight the urge to get up and scream. Cameras were watching me from every corner. Keeping track of my every movement. I slowly picked up my water to take a drink. When I heard a loud banging sound of the silver door striking the cement walls. I slowly looked up and saw her. My Linnea. "Hello, my name is Detective Linnea. I was assigned to your case." She introduced herself. "Case!?" I tried not to scream. "What case? All you... You people did was sit and think. Sending interns to go do the dirty work." "Before we get to that I would like to know your name." "Toby Greenrush." I answered. "So, Toby why are we here today?" "You know why. This isn't even my first time doing this. So let's forget the games and get right down to business" I said. "Such a smart guy you are. Smart enough to even commit a murder and get away with it." "Commit a murder? Why the **** would I kill my mom?" I said trying not to choke. "Toby dear, you were the only one in the house at the time. We also have some evidence of these blackouts you have." "Evidence. Does that include the tape of you and me?" I asked sweetly. I regretted saying that, because the next thing I felt was a sharp blow to the face. I tried to concentrate. It was very difficult with my ears still ringing and the feeling I was about to have a black out. I was wrong about the second one. It wasn't a blackout that gave me that sickening feeling. It was getting drugged. That was were the sharp sting came from. I was out cold. All I remembered was someones lips touching my lips. I woke up a few hours later cold, confused, and scared. I wasn't afraid of this place or anything. The people here were okay. I was afraid of the black outs. Ever since I turned thirteen, it happened. Mostly when I was scared, upset, and angry. I remember a few black outs. The ones I video tapped. I was at my best friends house. His name is Daren. That was were I was spending the night, so we decided to tape the whole night. It was around nine; when his twin sister walked in from her date. I saw her beautiful blonde hair, pulled back in a ponytail. That was when I noticed the blood. Blood was running down her neck. I asked what happened. All she did was turn to us and said "Oh, that was from when I fall." I knew it was a lie. I saw in the past her boyfriend abuse her. I couldn't control myself once I thought of that. Everything went black all around me. My whole body felt like it was about to shut down. After what felt like a few seconds I heard screaming. I turn to see what it was, when I realized my best friend was stabbed. I stabbed him, during the moment I was gone. "Sue, call the cops turn me in, I don't care what you do. Just get out of the relationship your in with you boyfriend." I demanded. "You monster!" Was all she screamed. Tears exploding out of her eyes. After that watching every video was painful, but that on was the worst. I had taken a humans life. I have and always will feel guilty about that. "Toby, walk up. Toby come on it is time to question you." My case worker said. I slowly got up. Looked around to were I was at. The room I was in looked familiar. With the pink bed, pink walls, pink everything. This was were it all happened. Were Linnea lost everything. Looking around this room. Seeing the holes in the wall from a knife. The knife used by John. He tried to kill her, but failed. He only scratched passed her. Cutting only a little bit as she fall onto the bed. I had to save her. Push her out of danger. She lost so much to, because of me. All she gets for repayment was a little scratch to the arm, and my index finger. |
| 1) Grammatical errors everywhere. -Sitting in the little room. (Not even a complete sentence.) -Surround by white with just a black desk and three identical chairs. (First two lines of text and you still don't have a complete sentence -When I heard a loud banging sound of the silver door striking the cement walls. (Another incomplete sentence). -Only hearing the tap, tap, tapping of my shoe on the cement. (Incomplete sentence) -I turn to see what it was, when I realized my best friend was stabbed. (Changed tenses) If you can't even use correct grammar, why are you even bothering to write? Did you even look through this once before posting it on Yahoo Answers? I feel like I read something posted by a ten year old. 2) Passive voice -Only one was occupied by me. -Cameras were watching me from every corner. (Also grammatically incorrect) Passive voice can and did ruin an action scene. It's such a bad thing, yet people never take the time to learn what it is or how to avoid it. 3) Weak verbs galore. -I wasn't afraid of this place or anything. -The people here were okay. -I was afraid of the black outs. -Mostly when I was scared, upset, and angry. I think you get the idea. Got, is, was, was, was, was, was, all over the place. 4) Redundancy in some sentence openers and copious use of the adverb 'slowly'. Also, I think your character tries to stop himself from choking and screaming about forty times. 5) All around poor dialogue. -"Such a smart guy you are." I wasn't aware Yoda was on the police force. 6) Ridiculous and confusing. (Yahoo answers cut the rest off, stupid errors, I'll just summarize the second half of my answer). Basically, you've tried so hard to make your writing 'good', nothing makes sense. It's riddled with plot holes an eleven year old wouldn't miss. You get a 1/10 for effort. |
| Why does everything have to be so hard? Ok. So I'm Italian, Armenian, Hungarian, and German which makes me White. When I was in high school, none of the White guys thought I was White. They all thought I was Mexican. Then it's like, I had some guys that I hung out with who were Mexican. I thought they were cool and I liked them. But then onetime I asked out a girl who was Palestinian/Colombian and she turned me down saying she only dated Latinos. I mean gimme a break. I don't want to hear that, "Latinas only date Latinos because they think the average White teen is racist" crap either. I was rejected by my own race for **** sakes. Sometimes I feel like some of these biracial people who get rejected by Black and White people. It's like you're not good enough for either side. |
| I really don't think that people like or dislike people based on their skin color specifically. It appears your question is more about ethnicity and culture not race because you speak about Latin, Mexican and Palestinian people. Latin or hispanic/Mexican is ethnicity. Palestinian and Columbian relates to nationalism. |
| RHH: Rate the verse please? Anne's a sick teen she hits green still only sixteen. A scheming slut swallowing semen up. Her boyfriend been deceived that ***** is not feeling love. She only loves one thing and the act is grim and vile. Smoking from tin foil her pale face is sagging. Chasing the dragon disgracefully skagging. Popping extacsy in and lacing her nagging. So she will sop and cry rot and fry then drop and die. She's water to oil so she never on top its science. See had a **** up youth because her brother raped her. And her mother hates her her life is the paper. And these harmful substances are the only eraser. So i hope she don't think these streets are gone to save her Because she's only a slave sure for the her so called Saviour. Who is gone to rape her then hate her. Worst than her mothers lovers and use one of her brothers rubbers. Because it's a bold globe where the cold roam. She sold phones that she robbed from old folks homes. Choke yolks down and snort coke now. Robbing people to gain Bragging rights grabbing knives In shagging fights and her eyes looking like jaguar lights. From drugs That's the life she lives knives and cigs. In her right pocket a tight locket and a needle to lift off and to ignite the rocket. Be polite and block it wrap her up in metal and fight the toxic. She has no work and she's out of the school system. So without an education tis life is a cruel mission. She in the pool fishing unaware piranha's fangs snap Reaching for a pass of marijuana hash when she should Be reaching for god like Maradona hand Her guards of honour man are helping these shards of sorrow span. And it's driving her personality into a violent state. Eyes dilate to the exact colour of oil in Kuwait. One morning she had no recollection of following night. Her mind was like a black hole that was swallowing light. She's sensory shocked because past imagery locked. The artist in side carcass has died her memory's blocked. Tendency's washed her brain can't compute with last night. Why has she cold vain's, Ropes chains blood stains. And her clothes covered in mud trails but no pains. And a persons passport going by the name of Pat Court. And by the smell of alcohol she must have had port. So she's all confused so she goes and makes breakfast. Rice and cod turns on the news and is like Oh my god. Pat Court was found today next to a bottle of red wine. No neck killer decapitates head is the head line. So his head's lying outside the chalk line. Call seven double four seven the confidential talk line. If you have any information because forms are waiting. We want the line to have force like when storms are creating. Anne is getting panic attacks over slashing pat. With a battle axe she's rattled fast and she afraid. She's gone to leak like cattle's paps and never. See the outside again life Africans with cataracts. Her boyfriend comes home from the late shift. Not the same **** because his thinking what up with this insane *****. Covered in blood and why the **** is her passport. On the table is she going to Mauritius. He heard the news on the radio opens it it's malicious. Why the **** did you kill that man you thieving nutta. That a piece of the puzzle but his throat gets slit. Pizza cutter and his throat softer than pieces of butter. She's isolated and trapped only option is suicide. But theirs no cyanide so she gets a rope and jumps. Her wheel of fortunes spun and shes out of pumps. So we got to blame the drugs no blame her family. That's why she took them not lower her calories. She's layed to rest in an empty funeral home. Leaving this world the way she came in all alone Never had luck winning and a terrible up bringing. Always last in the pack like the ugly duck swimming. |
| wow dam your good |