Voting Question: OMGosh, like seriously, help me, what race, like, am I? totally.?
I’m rich. I love camping. I think listening to black music will automatically make me cool. I love ford, who doesn’t. I like making fun of other people. I lie a lot. I like girls that look like 11 year old boys. I waste my parent’s money all the time. I shop till i drop. I love credit cards. I’m always throwing dinner parties. I’m always at starbucks. I live near the beach. I have freckles everywhere. I complain a lot. I think that everyone automatically likes me before getting to know me. I’m into world of warcraft. I skate and like to hurt myself doing so. I’ve been called emo. My life is very stress free. I’m lazy. MTV rules! I’m an alcoholic. Bob Marley is my hero. I like bossing people around. I spend thousands of dollars on wine. I’m nerdy. I have a very pointy nose. I make judgements about other people based on how they look. Dark skinned color people want to kick my asss. I have a curfew. My parents ground me. I hate Kanye West for what he did to Taylor Swift. I look bad asss on my harley davidson bike. I drive a truck. I sound like a donkey when talking. I’m tall and very elongated. I suck at sports. I have my own rock band. I play the guitar, thats soo cool. I like saying “like” like every couple of words in a sentence. I smoke weed all the time. I refer to everyone as dude. I yell at my parents. my parents spank me. I’m a republican. I plan on marrying my cousin. I’m a tree hugger. I cut myself in the bathroom. I hate my parents, and don’t know why. All I eat is burgers and fries. I love Apple products. I like reading the book version of a movie before watching the movie. Harry Potter is my Idol. I join book clubs. I like to be very descriptive and usually never get to the point. I’m always happy. My parents are divorced I’m also a wuss. I surf, aint that cool. Eminem is the best rapper ever! Many serial killers look like me. I was violent as a child. I like sitting in the sun at the beach on the weekends. I take a vacation every two months. I complain a lot. I watch Laguna Hills religiously. I went to an Ivy League school. College was the best. I have extremely low-self esteem. People automatically assume I’m rich and smart and an asshole. OJ did it! I pay my taxes. I’m a law abiding citizen. I believe in sueing people. I have a therapist. We have a family lawyer. I like to talk with a gurgle in my voice. I tip well. Cops like me. I believe in the constitution. I jog w/o a shirt. I spend thousands of dollars on my dog. I can get any job I want. I get paid more. I have it easier at work. I drive a Ferrari. I leave and come to work whenever I want. I take long breaks at work. I facebook at work. I worship Steve Jobs. I watch Attack of the Show for tips on girls. I take a smoke break every 30mins at work. I spend more time talking at work than working. I heart Morgan Webb. Fail Blog ftw. I FTW a lot. I blog. I say out dated ebonic terms, word. I watch Jon and Kate + 8. I watch Oprah. I watch Dr.Phil. I like suspending accounts on Y!A. I have a USA flag outside of my house. I keep a shotgun in my house. I go hunting. I think killing animals for sport is totally ok. Animal fur is great for fashion. I voted for George W. Bush Jr. I voted for George W. Bush Jr, again. Global warming is a huge threat. I love oil. I want to live the American dream and own my business, and hire illegal immigrants so I can get rich faster. I spend thousands on beauty products and services. I waste 50 times more than people living outside the USA. I go to orgy parties. I go to swinger parties. I get tested for STD’s like every week. Orientals worship me. Divorce and marriage are everyday thing to me. I laughed at the Katrina victims. David Letterman is hilarious… Baseball is the best sport ever. I play hockey. I shop at Abercrombie and Fitch. I have a small penis. help me.

Voting Question: Are there any good books where girls go to all boys schools, or girls play on all guys sports teams?
Ive read Playing with the Boys by liz tigelaar, but i cant really find anymore like it…If you cant find out about these, could you still recommend books? I LOVED twilight, the Gallagher Girl series, Harry Potter, and obviously playing with the boys, PLEASE RECOMMEND NEW BOOKS FOR ME! thanks!

Open Question: What is the point of analyzing poetry and critical thinking passages?
Okay, I get that English is important, we should all be well-rounded, and yadda, yadda, yadda. The SAT is a measure of a student’s potential to do well in college. I got it. I do NOT understand the value of poetry or writing essay after essay on topics that have zero relevance in the real world. On the other hand, calculus, biology, physics, and chemistry are subjects make sense. We use them for space travel, economics, engineering, medicine, technology, etc. You see where I am going with this. However, Oedipus Rex has nothing to do with the modern world; the exceptions being incest, sex, and death, which are the only things that my AP English Literature class talks about. I am fed up with it. Okay, we all die, thanks for reminding me that one day I will expire. If I wanted to be well-rounded, I would have taken up a musical instrument, tried out for a sports team, or learned to draw. Or better yet, philosophize like Shakespeare, or some other goon who everyone seems to be fascinated with. What is the point of being well-rounded if I am only going to do ONE job for the rest of my life, i.e. mathematics. I already know how to communicate my thoughts and feelings, and I can write a decent paper, so what gives. What is the importance of writing with excellent diction anyway? People should just say what they mean. Sure, books and movies would be pretty boring, but I really only read science journals and magazines, and math textbooks. I would like for many people to answer this question, particularly those who feel differently about this issue. Thank You. P.S. I am not sure why we have to take the SAT to get into college when years ago, there was no examination that determined admission. Universities still produced educated individuals without it, so what calls for it now?

Resolved Question: what book would you recommend for a new reader?
24 years old, looking to get into reading more. Never really read much in the past but i know it will help my intellect esp me being in college. Usually when i get the urge to read i start to read a few chapters then quit. Dont really know what im interested in but i lovvvvvvvvve sports. what do u recommend??

Resolved Question: When i am bored… What should i do?
I am always feeling bored. I’ve got nth to do at home. I love science experiments, sports and lots of exciting stuff. I hate books!! Although i am in the middle of my End of Year Examination, i don’t study. Because i think that there is no use to study now. Sometimes i really want to study, but i dunno what to do. I hope i can go wakeboarding sometimes but it requires money and i need my parents to accompany me. Sometimes i am so bored tht i use my fingernails and scratch a long line on my arm, and some looks lyk pen knife cuts. I know i am crazy but i’m just too bored! Can someone tell to something to do??!!?

Resolved Question: Face book and collage question.?
I have a face book and I got banned. So now its been 2 1/2 years later and I apply for a collage. I have 3.4 GPA with good SAT and ACT test scores. Also have 3 ears of track record for sports. Will i nat get accepted just for being banned from face book. I didn’t have porn or anything like that on there. I just had some cuss words in some arguments.

Voting Question: Is this a good story so far?
Ok I’m not exactly sure where i’m going with it and the frst chapt is going a bit rough (always the toughest part for me) I’m 13 and just starting a new book. Ah, my fifteenth birthday. Also the first day of school. Ninth grade. This was my year. I was exclusively known as being the clown clown. Only two people, aside from my family, knew me outside of that. My best friends, Aly and Fred. But they hardly counted toward the tally. I first needed to get a posse. Hmm maybe… I started to wonder. Nah I’m no good at sports. I’m certainly not fitting in with Desiree and her clan of vampire preps from hell. I kept thinking about that while I walked out of my poster filled room and into the beige bathroom adjacent it. I brushed my teeth and hair out of habit rather than a decided choice. Then down the stairs I moved in a daze, tripping twice. I was dimly aware of someone talking to me, but consumed in my thoughts, I wasn’t exactly sure who that person was, or more importantly, what they were saying. I walked into and out of the living room, lined with antiques, not bothering to stop and give an appreciative look towards the self portrait of my father hanging above our fireplace, as I usually did. Into the bright kitchen I wandered, past my mom, in her overalls and messy hair that screams I just woke up, who was doing the dishes that accumulated in the sink over the weekend. Coming up to the kitchen table, I refocused long enough to steal some buttered toast with jam off my brothers plate. Roger was twenty-one and since my dad died three years ago in a cliff fall, he took on the role of being the man of the house. He glared at me, but said nothing, and allowed me to move on. I shuffled my way out the door on the east wall and into the black driveway. No matter how many years passed, the driveway stayed dark, as if it had just been put in. Sometimes, when I was depressed, I used to think of it as the dark abyss where my heart was, but recently found myself staring at it in awe. No reason … I was just weird. I passed the black Malibu parked there and ate the last remnants of my toast, licking the jam and butter off my fingers. I walked away from the house, glad to be away from the mahogany and beige theme set there, happy to be looking at something other than my ceiling. Twenty seconds later I heard it. That awful noise that would bring me back into the horrifying reality that was my life. “Hayli! Hey babe! Happy birthday.” Shouted my friend Alana, snapping me out of my reverie. “Oh, hey. Thanks, I’m glad you remembered” I called to her approaching figure. “I remember every year! We’re best friends! More than I can say for Wilson.” She remarked, with a snide undertone. At this I would have objected, except I knew she was right. The last happy birthday I got from Fred was at my fifth birthday. She looked past me and made a sour face. “Speak of the devil, and the devil shall appear.” She quoted. I turned to see Fred, my other best friend, walking toward us, in a graceless manner. He was wearing a gray hoody. It was pulled up over his perfectly messy brown hair, giving him an edge. The cargo jeans he was wearing made him look more on the bum side. I would certainly have to make him wear better pants tomorrow. I cant have my friend making my best year ever bad with his hobo gone gangster look. (Do not steal, this is my work. Please and thanks) Also sorry for no indents. For some reason I cant do anything like that on here :/

Voting Question: A modern day example of a myth that relates to…?
The Epic of Gilgamesh, Inanna’s Journey to Hell (Poems of Heaven and Hell from Ancient Mesopotamia), or how the gods (led by Zeus) overtook the titans. Basically any source can be used… news, politics, film, TV, sports, literature, comic books. video games, etc. I need to write 8 pages so it needs to be something that I can get that much out of… What are it’s mythical aspects… is it an effective myth? Also name a few main points if you could

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