Am I A Genius

1-10-14

No, I am not a genius. Or rather, I'm not sure. I've never had my IQ tested, but I doubt it's genius-level. I do "well enough" in school, but that's mostly due to a lack of effort on my part, and a lack of motivation on society's part; Not because I'm unintelligent. My reading and vocabulary skills are substantially higher than the average 8th grader, and quite possibly most high-schoolers. My reading level at the 6th grade was 12.9, equal to that of a high-school senior, so unfortunately I can't get it any higher on paper. I'm very quick with mental math, but that just comes from practice, not being a genius.
A real genius is someone like Scott Flansburg; He is the world record holder for the fastest mathematical calculations. Give him any math problem and he'll solve it in his head, faster than any other human, and faster than you can type it in a calculator. I can solve relatively simple problems like this. Ex: Yesterday in math class I was given the problem "94 is the sum of what 4 consecutive integers?" And in about 5 seconds I had the answer. (22, 23, 24, 25,) My math partner gave me kind of a puzzled look, but when she solved it and found that I was right, she thought I was a genius.

I guess everyone's definition of "genius" is different, but to most people I am not a genius; I am just a slightly above-average teenager who tries just hard enough to pass classes and occasionally shows signs of genius.

Genius

SBC 10

Audit:
I had a lot of posts; Like 15
They were all school based or set by the challenges
I had 1 comment
My first post got the most comments because it was the only 1 to get a comment
I enjoyed the easier posts that we had last year
I did change my theme once because I wanted to
I have 8 or 7 widgets; That's probably a decent amount
I don't think I have anyone on my blogroll

Good People

This past Monday (12-2-13) I was assigned to find people online who have done good things for the world or their community, and I found quite a few good ones. Most notable though, was a young woman named Nikki Allinson. She is currently 23, but when she was younger she experienced the worst kind of bullying: Racial bullying. She is Jewish, and when she went to school no one understood her heritage or religion, so they made fun of her for it. She asked for a day off of school for a religious holiday, and other students thought it wasn't fair and made fun of her for it. She experienced bullying for a couple years before moving to a new place with and going to a new school, where the teachers and students were more accepting of their differences.

She now has an after school program in Washington D.C. She teaches kids from all different backgrounds and ethnicities about friendship, as well as general skills that they'll need that they can't get from school. She utilises many activities like cooking and gardening to build character. There were many others, but this one was the most interesting to me.

A Personal Narrative/Blogging Challenge 9 Part 1

I've probably been involved in at least half a dozen misdemeanors, but most of them aren't really bad, or good enough stories to write about. This is just one of my many adventures.

I woke up, got out of bed, dragged a comb-... Wait, no, that's the intro to a song. Here's how a story starts.

It was a warm evening in June; I, along with a couple friends went to Dairy Queen after a long day of doing stuff that teens do. Mikey's mom mom gave us $5 to buy something at DQ. Now if you know anything about money, you know $5 dollars doesn't buy ****. We literally scavenged change from the floor and had to ask another friend, Coby, for his change. In the end we had a bout $6.50, which still isn't much, but it was enough to but a slushy and a small Blizzard.

We loitered there for about an hour, until our desserts had settled. Then we decided to go down to the park at Washington School and have some fun. We prank called just about every girl in our contacts, using *67, obviously, then we called a random number and heard a sexually explicit pre-recorded message, that was one of the funniest things I've ever heard. I nearly fell off the big dome-jungle-gym thing because I was laughing so hard.

Later, the fourth member of our party, Jordan, suggested that we have a fake fight right next to the state highway. I didn't really want to because I knew some concerned citizen would come over and try to put a stop to it. But the other guys convnced me to at least be the camera guy. We started behind the school, and Jordan ran out to the road with us chasing him, then Coby jumps off his bike and tackles him. Then the we run up and start kicking him. Just as I thought, some old dude pulled up and started yelling. I, being the oldest and quickest one there, showed him the phone and made up some story about making a bullying video for YouTube, and Jordan explained that he was fine and we weren't actually hitting him. Somehow, we got away with it. This was probably the best part of the whole adventure.

Hours later, Mikey and I walked around his neighborhood, lighting fireworks in random people's yards and driveways (this took pretty much no convincing from my friend, because I was down with this, too), then running away. I don't know if that was illegal, but I don't think the people who woke up to "crack, crack-crack-crack, crack!" liked it. It was great, though. Afterwards, we played video games at his house, then we got 4 or 5 hours of sleep, woke up, and played video games again. 

That folks, is a day in the life of Camron M. (the author)

Now reflecting upon it, I find myself wondering why we did most of those things, and I have come up with only one answer: Because we wanted to.