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What I suspect is our life length will be more up to us. People who make bad choices will die earlier than previous generations but those who make good ones will live longer

Rather than saying wrong wrong wrong and then (I'm assuming this was you) going through and downvoting not this comment but downvoting my comments from other posts can you please provide me reasons? A lively debate is always great. Otherwise you are just proving me right by having hatefire.

proved they are worthy. Competition is also a key part of evolution; it's in the nature of humans. Is it bad that it made him feel worthless? Yes. Is competition inherently bad? No. Grades measure students, not only their intelligence, but mainly their work ethic. People complain about this, but honestly work ethic is more important than intelligence. And if Albert Einstein was too lazy (because I'm pretty sure he wasn't lacking intelligence) to get good grades and then complain about the system as a whole without providing a way to change it, well, that's not really helping anything other than fueling people's hate fire. Thank you for your time, and sorry if there are holes in my argument. I'm no Einstein.

http://www.abc.net.au/science/articles/2004/06/23/1115185.htm
source for iccarus

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Thank you! You seem really nice (one of the people who make this site worth going to)

We've lost another two funsubstancers today. We hope their souls go somewhere where they are free to enjoy the nutella

but why? like I don't want people to know me for a username but just what I say to have merit

I have one (cheer) but since I can track what I've said (I used to not be able to so I created the account) I don't really see the point anymore

you'll fit right in! (joking don't get mad Greeks out there)

Well, I guess lives are worth revenue for some people :)

Sorry it was long! Hope you enjoyeddd

7. I fell forwards this time rather than backwards. The clock that had straight zeros across it shattered. I removed it fully, and I realized something. 1. This clock shouldn't have been on my body. 2. I shouldn't have been with Alex. I felt different, unhappy. It felt as though the clock was controlling me. Thinking back to it, when had I felt sad after I had meant Alex? When had I felt anything other happiness? I wasn't myself; maybe the clock controlled me, changed how I felt. Maybe love wasn't the only thing it was playing with. Regardless, I knew there was one thing I must do, find Harry.

6. I couldn't. He was beautiful, perfect. Actually there was one flaw. He wasn't Harry. Maybe Harry wasn't meant for me anyways. An hour or so later, he came to my room. His brother had just woken up after surgery. He wanted to be there, be sure his brother was okay. We started talking. It felt natural, good. His name was Alex and maybe he was better than Harry. A voice inside my head cried, no Harry is the one. What was happening to me? I couldn't comprehend it. Something felt weird, I wasn't myself. Whatever. Years passed. I married Alex. Harry and I were still good friends; he found a girl named Jenny and they were perfect for each other. That's what I thought, until I realized the truth.
The truth came out the day I fell down the stairs again. I was 26 at the time. I was married to Alex and we were even trying to start having kids. There was this party we were running late for, extremely late for, and I forgot my purse upstairs. I ran up and just like the time before fell. However

5. the clock. 2 hr 12 minutes. I was sobbing uncontrollably. The doctors thought it was pain and gave me some more medicine. Feeling the relief, I felt calmer, but then I remembered. But I... I... couldn't do anything. Sleep. I woke up with 10 minutes on the clock. I was in a private room. Maybe if I locked the doors no one could get in. I couldn't get up. I just cried. 12 seconds, 11, 10, I looked away. The door handle played! This was the person, someone I had never met was coming into my room. A stranger I was to spend the rest of my life with, marry, have kids with. Part of me expected to see Harry, but the clocks didn't work that way. Instead, A dirty blond haired boy with green eyes burst in the room. Sorry wrong room he yelled! But then he saw his clock hit 0. I guess you're my soulmate he said with a smile, but I have to find my brother. I'll explain later he yelled behind him as he burst into the door next to mine. He was dreamy and I wanted to find a flaw in him so badly, but

5. friends. You know what. I'm not going to school today. No matter what I do, I'll meet the guy in 3 hours and now 15 minutes. Where should I go? Maybe I'll go somewhere no one can ever find me. Maybe I'll hide in a hole. I start walking, going where ever the road will take me, but I trip and I feel so weak and I just start sobbing in a ball on the floor. I'm soaking wet and cold and miserable, the rest of my life has just begun. Nevertheless, I get up. If I act happy, then Harry will too, and he can love the girl he gets with in a few years. Maybe I will be happy. Who am I to think I can outsmart destiny? Oh I can! I laugh manically. I run home, stronger than before. My mom is home and starts chasing me! She can't allow me to hide. I scream, "If it's meant to be it'll happen no matter what I do!" Running up the stairs I trip and fall. Crack! Oh no, it was happening. Before I knew it, I was rushed into an ambulance and new my soulmate was there. My arm was broken, but not the one with

4. there are two people out there I'm ruining the happiness of. Imagine waiting for love your whole life and our soulmate is already taken. Maybe they could love eachother! Maybe it's a glitch. Wishful thinking. I wake up. The day has come. I cry in bed, I cry walking out the door, and everywhere inbetween. Harry is waiting for me; the top covering his convertible. It's raining. How perfect. He looks so sad, I can tell underneath his smile. He says, "Today will be a great day for you. We had a great run Hazel, but, it just isn't meant to be." I hear his voice crack. I wonder how many times he has practiced saying those words. Not more than me for sure. "I'll always love you, but we can't be selfish. And someone else deserves this more than I ever could." I hand him the bracelet. My arm bare, I can see there are 3 hours 32 minutes and 21 seconds left. 20. 19. 18. I look away. I tell him that today he should go on to school without me, but we should definitely continue this tradition as

3. It has been 4 years since we have dated. It's been long since our project and how he even admitted that he had the same plan I did. There are 2 days left until my clock ends. I've covered that clock with a bracelet he gave me. I've even lied and told a lot of people who never saw my project presentation he was my soul mate. But it wasn't true. The clock kept ticking no matter what I did. He didn't talk about it often; I could tell it clearly bothered him. We have done things together only soulmates are supposed to; we love eachother in a way that's special. And no one could ruin this. Most people don't date until they find their soulmate. I wish I didn't. I wish I could just know I could love someone else. But that's not going to happen. I've been crying myself to sleep the past few weeks. My parents know the true lenght of my clock. "Drop him," they say, "he isn't THE one." My friends agree, society agrees; the clocks are supposed to be perfect. And I can't be selfish,

2. ever seen. His blue eyes and brunette hair made me melt inside.
"Hey, I guess we're partners," he said.
"I guess so," I laughed.
Okay, well I'm not particularly proud of what I did next, but lets remember, I was in sixth grade and I was head over heels. I calculated my date and his, and left out the leap years. I remembered them, and maybe a handful of other kids had too, but thankfully, my partner, who was named Harry, didn't. Friday, after we had long been done, I had a small freak out session, pretending to just have remembered. The project was due monday, and well I guess we would just have to get together over the weekend. Again, not proud.
That weekend, we finished the project quite quickly. Then, we just hung out all day and laughed and he kissed me. My head was in the clouds. So what if he wasn't my soulmate, I was 13 and not supposed to meet my soulmate for another 4 years. So what he had 7 to meet his. I didn't care. I didn't think anyone could be better than him.

my a dead man man what?

I knew what equipment I had down there and how that was my gender.... I didn't even know there was another choice

idk can you tolerate pizza with bug toppings

I'm so terribly sorry! I didn't think it was possible for people not to know!!! Please forgive me :(

Oh awkward... I thought it was the Jr.

okay it's
a^2+b^2=c^2
where a and b are the legs of the triangle and c is the hypotenuse
note-this applies only to right triangles

Exactly! And how are you going to do something original without have a base of knowledge to build on?

Respect is earned, not given (earned with money apparently)

Yea I have very bad teeth naturally so I need whatever help I can get!

Js... I have a $180 toothbrush that will last me at least 10 years (I will have to replace the head and not the body) and it is AMAZING!!! It sounds really stupid to spend that much money on a toothbrush, but it actually makes a huge difference in my opinion...