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Honestly if it came down to it, I'd rather be forgotten if it was just me or I left a good mark on history....

HOWEVER, if I had to leave a mark on history (an awful one), I'd rather be hated mostly so that I'd be remembered as an example of what not to repeat. If we forget history, we'll eventually repeat it, that's why we need to remember those we hate like say Hitler, Stalin, etc. If we forgot them, someone'd be bound to repeat what they did or would not learn from it.

That's just my two cents though.

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Whether or not it is in absolute terms, and even if it is for a tiny timeframe, I've been raised to try and avoid accruing hate or curses from others. Being forgotten is quite inevitable in the long run anyway. Given enough time, even the vilest or most virtuous will fade into oblivion. Since, in that sense, we don't have a choice, I think it better to not accrue hate while I am still present, however fleetingly.

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Something you miss the most from childhood? [2/8/2016]

The lack of responsibility and not needing to know what was going on in the world around me. As I got older and became an older brother to 5, with my parents hardly around, that sense of responsibility came a bit earlier than I expected.

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The sheer amount and quality of people you get to meet. Between sports and classes, you met so many people on your level and with the same interests, it was impossible not to have friends to hang out with at any given time of the day. Jock friends, goth friends, anime friends, ap nerd friends, video game friends, soccer friends, wrestling friends, swimming friends, funny friends, serious friends, casual joke and tease friends...

I had such a wide ring of influence back in the day. Adult life narrows down your exposure and experience so much.

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Mmk. Story time.

As you may know, I'm a Junior in High School. Despite my age minimum being met, I have not started to get my permit/license. Three of my friends are in the same boat. Without going into too many details, attending our school's girl-ask dance counts for points for our class in competition, but since we had no dates, we had to make SOMETHING out of the night. So, our quickest solution was to go grab dinner beforehand. We had an excellent dinner and all that stuff, but since it was a busy night and we still had 2 hours left until we could be picked up to head to the dance, we decided not to waste anymore of the restaurants time.

Only problem was, it started raining hard, so we had to find a roofed place to chill out for two hours. Closest semi-interesting store? Beck's Furniture store. Dripping wet, we entered the small furniture store, and although you may think I'm exaggerating details to lighten my case, we didn't do anything in the store that would've aroused ANY suspicion, other than being wet from rain I suppose. You've all seen those kids that show up to furniture stores and try to sit/climb on everything in the store, but really, we were quietly commenting on everything we saw. I mean, we did call some bedding ugly, but really any buyer would have the same thoughts, and really no employee would've been able to hear us anyways. We're only in the store for MAAAYBE 3 minutes when a manager comes up and seems super suspicious right off the bat.

"Can I help you guys with anything?" she questioned.

"No thanks, we're just looking around to learn more about the furniture market for college," I answered.

"Well, what are you looking for? What do you want to buy?"

"Uhhhhh.... Chairs," my real 'fast thinking' friend spat out.

"I don't think you guys should hang around here," she stated and pointed towards the door.

We definitely weren't causing any trouble, and there's actually been a huge debate among my other friends on who was in the wrong here. Even though we were actually carrying at least $400 at the time of course we weren't going to buy anything, and I think the manager knew that. But since when is window shopping a rejectable offense? Just because we're teenagers and all teenagers are trouble? I really don't understand how this was a potentially smart move for the manager at all. We weren't going to buy anything in the first place, meaning that she had two options.

1. Ignore us, let us window shop and leave.

Pro: We have more knowledge about furniture, and potentially keep Beck's Furniture in the back of our mind for college (in only 2-3 years!)

Con: We might 'steal something!'

Rebuttal: If we were really to steal something, would teenagers really choose a furniture store? How are we going to fit anything in that in a concealed jacket pocket? Couldn't they just investigate and prosecute IF something bad happened?

2. Kick us out of the store

Pro: We can't steal anything or cause any trouble

Con: By stories like this and my friend's Yelp review, the reputation of Beck's is lowered due to their discrimination of teenagers.

I mean this is "hella biased" (in the words of my econ teacher) but if I was running a business and had to assess these two situations, I would choose the first one in a heartbeat!

The manager then watched us leave her store and have to walk 3 blocks in the rain to WalMart (which luckily did not kick us out).

...So that's the story of the time I got kicked out of a furniture store.

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I almost got banned from my local library. My academics team decided to hold a study session there. We were kinda loud (20 of us), yes but the side of the library we were on there were a lot of kids and it was Saturday where library hours are the shortest and not many people come in. The staff asked us to quiet down 3 times for the two hours we were there. And when we were about to leave, we had to return the furniture and the tables back to original place. One of the tables apparently was really old and the leg snapped right off. Completely separated from the table. So we balanced the tabletop over the leg and nonchalantly strolled on outta there. We promised not to set foot in that place for long time.

Fast forward another year when I was a part of a new academics team and we went to the library again. With most of the old team gone, only 3 of us remembered what took place that day. So we were on the edge when we walked in. When we all got there we decided to sit in the same area as last time but one of the staff workers told us about keeping quiet with a big group that we had (12 people). And she also warned us about moving the furniture because it's old and might break. She also mentioned how some kids last year broke a table. And she gave the 3 of us a strange look. When she was out of sight, we immediately went to where the first incident happened and there it was. The. Same. Table. She knew it was us, ohhhhh she knew. But I'm grateful she didn't say anything.

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