Wikipedia Is A RELIABLE SOURCE!!!

Today's post is going to be fairly short.... and if you haven't read the title....... it's about Wikipedia.... and contrary to what teachers call "unreliable" or "not substantial", Wikipedia is definitely reliable and substantial. To test this, I wikipedia-d "World War II"... and changed every date from 1942 into 2015..... Merely 3 MINUTES LATERZZZZZ........ it was changed back......... Which led into my conclusion that there are sad scholars out there that monitor this stuff..... preventing the information provided to be flawed. So why do teachers think Wikipedia is unreliable?

1. They're jealous that when they were our age.... they still had to use textbooks

2. Textbooks..... they want us to suffer and get paper cuts

3. Some don't acknowledge that internet exists

4, "Internet is the devil"

5. "What is Wikipedia?"

6. They're afraid we might learn something more than them

7. Having a book as a source just seems more legitimate

8. 15 years ago, Wikipedia was not reliable... therefore/ergo/visa vie.... it is not now...... (logic FAILURE anyone??)

9. They're socialist communists that plan to take over the world via flawed teaching

10. .......... secretly............. they ARE WIKIPEDIA!!!!!!!!!!!!! OMFG!!! AGHY!HDRT!!!

But most important reason why?

They don't want us to copy and paste our homework/projects/tests

....... but then again......... if you're giving us stuff "copy and paste" worthy..... ur teaching style is obviously ..... WRONGGGGGGG

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Tennis = Money

So I play tennis in school right now, because my parents didn't allow me to play those "cool kids sports". But you know what? I don't care..... cuz I don't need a sport to tell me if I'm kool or not...... However, with many sports, to become better than others is to simply train and work hard. For example, in basketball, if you shoot 100 more free throws than another person who has similar athletic abilities compared to you.... then you would no doubt be  better than him at free throws. But what I hate about tennis, is that although hard work is essential, money decides who is better or worse. In basketball, you use one ball. In football, you use one ball. In soccer, you use one ball. In swimming, you use one pool. In ping pong, you use one table. In track, you use one track field. The list goes on and one, and the only difference that you may have from another athlete in these sports is perhaps the shoes and the athletic wear. But in tennis..... you use one court........ but about 10,000,000 + combinations of tennis strings and rackets that constantly change and upgrades. And to keep up this with this constant flow of improvements, the only way is to spend money $$$. What I mean is that you can buy one nice expensive racket, and in three years, the same racket but better comes out. So should you spend more money on the new racket? Or should you use the same one while others use the new and improved one around you? Speaking of rackets, the structure of a tennis racket is a frame with string weaved and tensioned....... simply put. But even with this tennis string, their are different levels of string that provide extra power/spin/control etc. But like all things, with better quality, comes a higher price. Furthermore, these tennis strings don't last forever, they break every once a month. So you would think that these simple little strings cost like a few bucks right? WRONG!!! One set of string for 1 racket..... costs about $25-75 (including stringing). So let's do the math here

Nice racket ($150) + String ($25x, x  being number of stringing times) + Shoes ($55) = $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$

And equipment is only small portion of this inequality

When you walk onto a tennis court, you can CLEARLY tell who is "legit" and who is "recreational". Why? Because if you're a recreational player, the stroke techniques are completely off from what "legit" players consider standard. If you play for fun, most of the time, you merely wish to get the ball back over the net. But if you're "legit".... not only are you REQUIRED to get the ball over the net... you have to consider WHERE you should hit, WHAT KIND OF SHOT you should hit, all while trying to PERFECT the shot itself. So how can this be done? The answer is very simple. You get a coach. Sure you can go online and look up "tennis techniques", but there will always be SOMETHING wrong because you don't know for sure what is right and what is wrong. So at this point, you have spent a large sum of money for equipment, and now to be "legit" you hire a coach. The average cost for a 1 hour session with a professional coach is $50+  Multiply all of these expenses for a AT LEAST 3 years.... and BAM!!!! .......................... you might as well go buy a new car................. or a house......

Why 3 years?

Because if you're of the human race, then it takes time to mold what you find comfortable into what is considered right. And I fondly remember that there is a saying that goes "money is time". If you're smart and work hard, then in 3 years, you techniques and strokes will be slowly developing into the "legit" player. But if you don't, then the expenses just keep on going up manzzzz...... You see, in basketball or football or any of those "cool kids sports" I don't believe that the expenses invested is anywhere near what tennis requires. True, you can go to those Training Camps or Athlete Programs.... but tennis has all of that. There is literally schools and schools that devote their entire purpose into molding tennis players from around the world. The 17th ranked world player and former world number 1 player who had won 3 grand slams, Maria Sharapova, spend her entire childhood in one of these camps. Her parents quit their jobs so that they could invest in her daughter for this very sport..... and I guess..... good investment..... but that is 1 player out of millions and millions of players.

So moral of story? 

Don't even try to become a professional tennis player. Don't take this sport to seriously, because tennis is money. And money is time. And unless you truly want to devote your life to this sport. Just have fun!

Thanks for reading!

Job REJECTION$

Isn't it funny that during school, I manage to at least get 1 blog post a week done..... and now it's summer and I can't manage to even get 1 done a month? Who said procrastination was a bad thing in school? Anyways, I don't really have much to talk about besides talking about random stuff itself. And to start things off..... I hate summer....

You could be all like "Oh Ma GOD? WAT? YOU FREAK! YOU HATE SUMMER?1?!?!" I hate summer because although summer is truly the greatest time to have fun-z, about 75.13162124% of the time I'm just sitting around at home.... playing games, watching some Te3VEe, stalking little kids on Facebook (just kidding). And to be honest, I'd rather be at school, where I was forced to do something useful. And it's not like I want to be in this situation, I applied to currently 18+ job locations around my city... yes... not neighborhood or area.... but city..... annddd................. they've all rejected me. Actually, they didn't actually reject me, they just never contacted me ever since I applied, and when I call them, they're all like:

Me: "Hello! (trying to sound happy and interested), I applied here a few weeks ago, and I'm just calling to see whether I got accepted or not??!?"

Them: ....................

Me: Hello?

Them: "uhhhhhhHhhHhHhhhhh.......... have you applied yet?

Me: =.= ........ Yes............... I have applied online...... using the internet........ from my computer

Them: Oh, well if we're hiring we'll call you

Me: Well OBVIOUSLY IF YOU CALLED ME THEN THIS CALL WOULD NOT EXIST......... (<- ok I didn't really say that.... but I thought that)

Me: Oh.. really? (=.= .... just say you don't want me..... please....) ummm.... when will they call me?

Them: I don't know, my manager usually does that stuff

Me: Ok I see.....

Them: Anything else?

Me: No, that's all, well thank you for hel- they hang up..... 

Anyways to keep this long and sad story short.... I'm still looking for a job....... so that I don't accidentally brutally murder myself from boredom at home.... And the moral of the story is?????

APPLY FOR MORE THAN 1 JOB EARLIER

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Ma Gangsta Rap Fa Sho

I got really bored in class the other day... so I decided to compose a fictional rap about my life. 98.824% of it is fake... so don't call child services er something.....

I’m just the asian that lives down the street

Mow’in his front lawn with his bare hands and feet

I can’t afford to buy a mowing blade cuz I’m way too cheap

But education is my top priority cuz it’s good for me

But there is one thing that I can ensure about me
Something you and I can both agree

That I’m a trained ninja and can kill you in your sleep

This is the system I live in that surrounds all I see

I try to be different and I try to break free

But I can’t cuz I’m just not a straight up G

So instead I’ll be a rebel and just to TCC

 But seriously,

I’m just the average Asian boy with all A’s and 1 B

Get one C and you can just kill me, please

If you don’t kill me, my parents will

Stuff me in a bag of glass shards and throw me down a hill

I get cut by glass and I feel pain but can’t chill

This is punishment by my parents so they don’t give me the relieving pill

So I’m still rolling and flying down the 9k feet hill

With a conscience overwhelmed by fear and thrill

Then I suddenly stop and I open my eyes

I see a shining light that shines extremely bright

So I walk toward the light and what do I see?

I see my entire life flashing before me

But to my surprise I do not see fun and happy suggestions

Instead of see mathematical functions, derivatives, and SAT questions

Like what is p if 4z + y equals arithmetic progression

And other things that lend toward a dying depression

And basically things that give this rap session aggression concession

And then do I realize that my life has been a waste

Learning stuff and doing shit that fun does not relate

Suddenly I wake up and realize it was all a dream

And that I had just taken another nap in AP history period 3B, with the teacher now looking menacing at me

But I really don’t care cuz it’s the end of the school year

I just want to go home, and not be here

Drink beer, have no fear, for the Asian superman is finally here

Thanks fa reading... YO...