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| − | Name: ShinyJellicent12321 Age: 11 (Born in 2000) Interests: Hacking, playing emulators, making PowerPoints, studying etc.
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| − | OK, so my real name is Arvind Dev. I live in Staten Island. I will be starting the next leg of my educational journey, middle school, in September. Many people think I'm annoying and such, but every teacher I've had remarks that I am brilliant and have a very bright future. Is that true? Well, I actually did teach them a few things about computers, but I can't predict anything. I love Jellicents, obviously. My dad is a doctor, and my mom works at a store. Surprisingly, she still has time to make my sister and I good kids. So far, I had the highest average in my school. I only went there one year, though. I used to live in Cypress, California. Life would've been great if my family lived there. God always does good things, though, so... eh whatever. My life isn't that boring, though. I have lots of stuff going on each day. My mom limits my games to 1/1.5 hours a day (most of the time I use the computer, though). I can type up to 70 WPM (trust me, I can). I am also remarked as gifted, although I don't get anything out of being "gifted". I realize that some people just don't recognize or appreciate my talents. I know that they want to push me harder, but they won't listen to me. I'm like putty in their hands! I guess you can say I'm either a wimp or miserable. If you think I'm a wimp, save it, because I'm not one. Everyone relies on me to help them, but a wimp is never relied on. You can say I'm miserable, but most of the time I'm optimistic about it. I can be pessimistic, but that doesn't happen so much. Formerly, I was known as Helloworld12321, but I needed to cover up my stupidity. I'm in a dilemma with IS 72, my soon-to-be school. They gave me a class that I don't want
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| − | Classes are rated by floor and room number.
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| − | There are 4 floors. 4th floor is the best, and 1st floor is the worst. The classroom number is as follows. The first number is either 6, 7, or 8 [grade number], the second number is the floor [1-4], and the third number is the level of the class [1, 2= SP/Honors. 3, 4= Regular. 5, 6= Bad.
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| − | I wanted 641, but they gave me 631. I deserve 641 because my sister was in it. You'd think they'd put me in 641, too! I'm also a straight-A/4 student, so they better give me that class. My mom and I are going there the week before school to talk to the principal. They wouldn't do it before because they were finalizing the classes. Whatever. I better get 641 because then I wouldn't be able to see my best friend, Ridley. Also I wouldn't see my GF. We made up this dating thing in school, and the guys had to date girls. She's going to be on 842. I'll at least see her during passing periods. | + | |
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| − | I guess that's it. BYEEE!
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Never come back.
Ever.
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I don't use this much anymore and I'd rather not give away more personal info then I already did, so yeah.
