Nathaniel Hawthorne Isn't So Bad Anymore

Sometimes, when our physics teacher approaches us in the hallway during the morning, telling us the second answer to the quiz was actually eleven, and that he is thinking about it for grading purposes, it is the least of our problems. When someone enters second period and looks at you with wide eyes, handing you a letter you need to give someone else who would never believe it, you don't remember that you put approximately ten rebounds, and not eleven. Who cares you could have gotten a 100 yesterday before lunch, if your friends cannot bear to smile at each other? Suddenly, nothing matters in the world except my own unhappiness and my friend's problems. It is enough to smile encouragingly as a best friend becomes ecstatic as the English teacher announces that we are now going to play a Jeopardy game rather than observe a vapid movie about an Italian mad scientist in Italy. So, be careful, and make sure your friends do not start tearing up or frowning the entire time you are with them, because any type of elatedness would help a good portion of your fellow power bloggers.
Good luck with everything.

-Kejing