Carrie Said:

Homicidal/genocidal feelings what to do?

We Answered:

You need to find something you care about so intensely that you will do anything to keep that. (something that is so important you will put aside killing your family in order to keep it.) In my personal experience, that will sometimes change, but as long as there is SOMETHING at any given time, I'm good. Last year when I couldn't stand humans, I escaped to horses. Unfortunately, I can no longer do that- But I have school and music. Maybe you already have a hobby or something like that. What makes you feel alive?
Also, you need to talk to your parents. You have to live with them, for however many more years, and you need to try to make the best of it. My parents are conservative micro-managers but I still tolerate, and even love them sometimes. When I feel like hurting them, I avoid them until I am calm. Then I can talk with them, and that helps. I do not know anyone that benefits from shutting out their parents. Not like you can change it or anything, but it sounds to me like you care wayy too much what your parents think, or what anyone thinks. There is a fine line between a healthy amount of caring and scary-bad caring. If I cared what people thought, I would not even be writing this, because there is a chance you are just a troll looking for people to mess with.
You don't need friends. Friends are nice, and they can help you through rough times, but if you do not want them you don't have to have them. But if you do want friends... Depending where you live, there are probably people just like you- you just need to find them. I live in a very small town so that doesn't apply. Even so, sometimes being around people can be comforting, even if they do not understand me. It's probably not good to shut everyone else out in any case but I am one to talk.
If school is so horrible, try online classes. You have to have good discipline, but you can do your work whenever, and you aren't forced to learn things in the same area as people you hate. Your parents probably won't mind it, as long as you get out of the house once in a while. It's not like you can pester them when you are busy with school.

If you ever want to be like Hitler, remember he only had one ball and think again. ;D

There's Karen's theories on life the universe and everything. If it doesn't help you any, at least it helped me to write it all out.

P.S. See? There you go again. Why do you care what people think of your spelling/grammar?

Daniel Said:

I NEED HELP PLEASE HELP ME!?

We Answered:

When i was younger i didn't like sports at all. In fact i thought they were stupid and a waste of time and energy. So playing sports or the thought alone were the furtherest things from my mind, but my brother, on the other hand, loved sports. He even played basketball in high school. So in my house, every thursday night was basketball night, and even though we are close, basketball never interested me until one Thursday when that all changed. I decided to watch basketball with my brother to understand why he dedicated so much time into watching and playing this sport. As i sat there watching the basketball game and learned more about the game it became more and more interesting.


After a few months of watching basketball, i knew just about all the teams and had already selected my favorite one; which were the L.A Lakers, to me they were the best team. In those few months, I learned what each player does and what they need to do to get points and where they need to shoot the ball to get the highest scores. Once i figured all that out, i absolutely loved it! It was something about the way they raced against the clock and the way they had to be swift to move away from opposing players; also the players had to very well coordinated to run across the court and dribble the ball at the same time without doing something they call "traveling."


If it wasn't for my brother i would have never gotten so much into basketball and wouldn't have learned so much about it and wouldn't be able to love it as much as i did and do now! I now attend basketball games and i still watch them on TV whenever they come on.Basketball is still my favorite. The skill is intriguing and the plays are exiting, that's why basketball is my favorite sport!


I think you have too many run on sentences. be careful and don't rush. i did make some corrections. i hope you capitalize the "i"s!

Jerry Said:

my high school application(grammar nuts)?

We Answered:

Just some minor points - in parentheses.

I believe I am uniquely qualified for the scholarship to *******. When I push myself to do something, I achieve it. I enjoy the feeling of having succeeded in something, and I take that determination into everything I do. I have been on highest honors since I started middle school, and (I would) like to continue that into high school.
I participate in school(-) and city(-)supported sports, such as cross country and softball. I play my best game, and I have great sportsmanship. I look forward to trying more sports as time goes on and continuing sports I enjoy.
I make an effort to help myself academically outside school requirements. Three years ago(,) I was invited to take a test for John Hopkins (JohnS Hopkins, perhaps?) talent search, I scored highly(,) well above my grade level. Later I entered a poem I had written into the PTA Reflections Program. I came in first for my division at my school. (That) was unexpected, but I was pleased.
I hope that I will be considered for a scholarship and look forward to the future, even if I am not accepted. My future is my own, and I intend to make the best of it.

Gilbert Said:

Sometimes i feel like i'm to smart to be me... but in school i feel down right stupid?

We Answered:

From what I read here you seem very intelligent, and everyone isn't good in everything. If someone told you you aren't smart (especially a teacher), that's really mean to say. Ignore them, and you know the truth--you are smart. All you need is to believe in yourself. Have confidence! If you are having difficulty understanding your subjects, try to get someone to explain the lessons. If when you do a test and you don't do well, maybe you need someone to explain what the questions mean. When I was in high school I had difficulty in my classes, and was diagnosed with a learning disability at a young age. I was placed in a Basic level classes in high school. When I had to do a test, I did it in the special needs room, and the lady would explain it so I would understand. I also had tutoring, and someone explained to me how to do the homework, since most times I didn't understand. I would suggest talking to the principal and explain your situation, maybe he/she would able to accommodate you.

George Said:

Looking for a mac game, i forgot the name?

We Answered:

snood is one version of the same game.

Nancy Said:

CHECK MY GRAMMAR PLEASE!!!!!!!?

We Answered:

You have done some excellent writing, your report is easy to read and enjoyable too. I have capitalized the words misspelled. Keep up the good work!

A LOT of people say "Oh, that's easy, I'll be a pro in no time” (NO COMMA NEEDED) before trying SOMETHING new. I was one of those people. During the summer before my first year of public school (I've been HOME SCHOOLED up until 8th grade) I decided that I was going to be on the ******** Middle School volleyball TEAMn. I've played volleyball a little bit before with my church youth group and I thought that I was pretty good. In fact, I thought I would be the best server in middle school. I was wrong.
On August 25th, 2009, we had our first volleyball practice. I was hoping that I would do well and that the coach (Ms. ******) would notice me, but I didn't do WELL at all. To my surprise, the court was A LOT bigger than the one I usually played on, and rotation was A LOT more difficult. I soon realized that even though I HAD played a little volleyball before, I didn't have half the formal training as the girls who HAD played in school volleyball GAMES AND MUCH MORE COMPETITION.
For the next week, I practiced at home whenever I could. I practiced serves, passes, sets, and digs. Without having to compare my skills with my teammates, I felt confident about the UPCOMING game AGAINST ******* on Thursday.
That quickly changed when we arrived in *******. As soon as it was time to warm up, I FELT butterflies in my stomach. I kept messing up my practice serves and passes. I watched nervously as the ******* team sent volleyball after volleyball over the net. I wanted to make a good serve so much, but it was TOO late to try, the game was about to begin.
As soon as I got out on the court to play, I forgot the little I did know about rotation. I can't even count the number of times my teammates AND I FORGOT how to rotate properly that night. I was really nervous about what Coach ***** must think, but tried to block it out. It was my turn to serve now, I tried to feel confident, but I couldn't. I rushed my serve and it went into the net. Soon after that, I got substituted. Luckily, the rest of the team played well, we won the first volleyball game of the year.
The next morning at practice, I still felt discouraged from my performance the night before. Eager to improve my serve, I asked Coach ***** for some extra help. She showed me how to position my feet and toss the ball properly. "Let me see you try now." she said. So I tossed the ball above my head, stepped forward, and hit it as hard as I could, I finally had a good serve.
Soon it was time for out next game, we were playing AGAINST ******. I felt more confident then at the last game, but my serves were usually only good about half the time. My friend, ******, got eight serves over during the game and two other girls ACCOMPLISHED SEVERAL ALSO. I was glad for them, I was glad for the team, but I was also nervous I would not be able to live up to their expectation.
I did mess up my serve that night, and the team messed up quite a few times. We ended up losing that game. I was getting angry at myself for being so bad at volleyball. The next game was going to be on Monday, and I was going to be sure that I was ready this time.
I practiced and practiced as much as I could the weekend before the volleyball game. We were going to play AGAINST ******** on Monday and they had a great serving reputation, I had to make sure my serves were powerful and CONSISTENT. I finally got my serves to where I wanted them to be, I was ready for the game.
On Monday afternoon, the ******* Middle School volleyball team arrived at the ******* Middle School Gym. After cheering on the younger teams, it was out turn to play. We started off pretty good, we won the first match. I was going to play in the second match, and it came sooner than I thought it would, it was my turn to serve, I took my time, concentrating on the ball as I waited for the referee to blow to whistle. My heart pounded as I heard it blow. I tossed the ball straight in the air, hit it as hard as I could, and stared in amazement. Not only did it go right over the net, it landed hard on the FLOOR WHERE nobody could get it in time. Then I did the same thing two more times. The team and I were so happy that we were in the lead, but I messed up my fourth serve and it was their turn. Despite messing up a few times, I got a total of five out of seven serves, two digs, and an attack that night. We ended up losing the game, due to lack of hustle in the third match, but SEVERAL ON THE TEAM - not just me- had QUITE A FEW personal goals that night. I was so glad about that game, and the following morning would make me just as happy.
The following morning in athletics, Coach ******* awarded me with the ****** ******* award for having the best improvement. I was so happy that my hard work had PAID off. Now I know that if you want to be good at something, you have to work hard to a