Inferencing worksheets for 7th grade

The smell of money... Tea, incense, and sweet foods... All of this to be found in FuMuCha. A tea shop in San Francisco Chinatown, FuMuCha was a safe place where immigrants and their descendants could coexist in peace. The Lees, a Korean immigrant family, moved in many years ago with their toddler son. Their son, Vincent Lee, was easily impressionable and very outgoing. He easily made friends because he was taught to help and be helped to survive. "Money isn't everything, but take the opportunity to live", his parents told him. His parents were smart, they befriended and learned Chinese culture to make life easier to start. Time passes, preschool, ESOL, elementary, then... Middle school.
A loud thud. Blood on the ground. The silence of fear... And trembling...
"Go back to your country!" "You're not welcome here!" "Look at this loser trying to be normal."
Vincent is on the ground, bloodied nose, bruised face, cracked ribs... "I'm... Sorry...". He regretted living. He had no purpose. Living day to day just like the other kids... Until they were taught world history. No matter what he did, the kids bullied him for being the same ethnicity of those who did terrible things or were under the foot of another. Nanking, The railroad, comfort women, the boxer's rebellion, the cultural revolution... He was blamed for all of that just for being born. Isolation, growing his hair out because he refused to go out. This torment lasted until 8th grade.
Vincent walked home from school... The last day of 7th grade, he heard something... "Hiya! Ha!". He turned to look. A man on the television, a weird hairstyle, funny clothes, but... Amazing fighting skills. Vincent immediately wanted to fight like him. He found someone... Someone who could save him from his hell. He used the last of his savings to buy all of the kung fu dvds he could. He spent all summer on his own watching, learning, training... To be like the men... No, the heroes, that saved his life. He found purpose. Being someone else was so... Different. But he needed to be. When he confronted those bullied him, they couldn't win... Vincent was like a bat out of hell. Sloppy techniques, but fast, dedicated... Eventually, with each opponent he defeated, he got a bit better each time... Less bruises, less bloody noses, but... More heart. Too much. His parents decided that America may not be safest... After all, Vincent attracted the attention of the underworld Chinese Mafia. They were going to induct him once he got into highschool because of his knack for violence... So they moved.
"Korea? Why? Why're we moving? I'm getting better, Ma! I'm strong now!" Vincent didn't understand... Not until his mom held him close and said, "that's right, you're very strong. You're my strong baby boy... But ma and pa are not like you... Make sure you protect us too, okay? Protect your family in Korea."
Vincent understood that his new hope wasn't meant for just him... Fighting? Is that all there is to power? No... There's gotta something out there that will teach him what it is to be strong... Something like four schools...

So I was around seven when this happened and I was over at my dads. Mind you, im 13 now, and know the full meaning of the word. A little bit of a background check, just so you get the jist! My mom and my dad divorced in 2016, so my dad moved in with my grandmother. He eventually found he liked his crushed since 7th grade, my step-mom. Let's call her...step-mom. I also have some step-sibling. My brother, and older sister. We'll call them brother and older sister. One time we went camping. At this time my older sister had maybe just turned 8 and I was still 7. Brother was around 5 maybe. I was sitting in a dicks sporting goods chair, this will come in handy later, so remember it, and I was looking out at the pond that was near our camping site. I saw the dicks sporting goods logo, turned around, and told brother "Oh brother, your a dick." Je started rolling on the ground with laughter, or tears. It would be bad if he was crying cause he knew what it meant, but it would be even worse if he was laughing and knew what it meant. My dad came over, picked me up, and started carrying me over to the tent saying that I shouldn't have said that. Step-mom shot me a mean glare and said, very baitum, "You really shouldn't have said that." I pleaded and cried saying I didn't know what it meant. And I didn't. I was 7. "Yeah, sure you don't. Your a guy and you don't know what that means? Pft..." and then kept looking at me with this wildly mean face. My dad put me in the tent and left me there for a minute.
A few minutes later.
My dad came over and asked "Do you really not know what that word means?" I kept on shaking my head, trying to prove I didn't. AND I DIDNT! I AM WAS 7! My dad told me what dick meant, and I immediately ran from the tent without my dads permission, darted passed him whilst he yelling at me to get back there, and I hug my brother and say, "I'm sorry, I didn't know what it meant." He said I was okay. I walked back to my dad and step-mom talking. Step-mom said I should be put in the tent for the rest of the day, and that I was lying when I said I didn't know. I butted in and said "Uh, know I do. So thusfore your argument is invalid." I quote for quote said that. My dad looks down in astonishment and asks me how old I was. I told him I was 7. He says to step-mom, "I don't think he needs to spend anymore time there." I apologized to step-mom for being a jerk to her, but she huffed...puffed...then stomped away. So what, am I the jerk, for being 7 and not knowing what a word was?

The first time I made a real close friendship was in middle 7th grade they were 2 best friends we were talking all day and night even studying together but suddenly after we finished 8th grade they started ignoring me maybe because of my anger issues and rudeness when I was talking about the abuse in my house they thought I'm way too crazy so they dumped me now I'm now in first year of since 9th grade I haven't find any friends in school or online idk why but whenever I talk to someone they're really weird or narcissistic psychopaths I live in a third world corrupted country and I think it's normal for society in this type of countries to be ignorant and immoral but it's crippling I really don't know what to do I reached my peak since the last 2 months I can't get no more than 5 hours of sleep I smoke a lot of cigarettes and some days I don't even sleep at all, I tried to make my brain just forget about all the suffering and problems but YouTube and movies are always talking about brain rotting politics or violence and crime, I always seek socializing but no one likes me and it's too late already it ate up all of my brain I was a smart and fast thinker in middle school I learned English with my friends in middle school in 2 years to the point where we can listen to English songs and understand the lyrics without translation or turning the subtitles on but since they left me I can't learn anything I can't study I can't work I can't sleep it's my fault that I just tried to look for people like them I should have looked for people who are more like me but it's too late and I have just realized lately. 2 full months of insomnia and I really can't figure out who am I or what do I want or what are my interests even if right now if someone just texted me and told I'm like you or I just had a perfect friend I don't know what to say to them it's like I'm socially and mentally dead from the dry and cruel life I'm suffering from insomnia and my family doesn't care they speak loudly, shout and slam doors when I try to catch some sleep (btw I'm so sorry if I can't write correctly I can't focus at all) now the real point is that I'm asking you what is this feeling is my brain damaged or am I just dead does it have a name is it a mental disorder or is it what 5 years of no talking with people do to you when you're still growing up

My first best friend, who I'll call Melissa, and I met in kindergarten and were both 5 at the time. We both looked and smiled at each other. That was the day we became friends and it was the most happiest day of my childhood. I sat next to her and we were hanging out with each other every day.
We would do so many things at school with each other. We would sit on the carpet to play with the items the teacher put out for the class each morning. We would always do fun activities in the gym. We would sit at lunch, laugh about funny things we told each other, and hang out at recess every day. My favorite moment was when we were on the swings to see who would go the highest and just look at each other and smile. We did go to other parts of the playground but the swings was our favorite.
When we weren't in a classroom together with our teachers due to them having a different assigned classroom, we would still hang out in lunch and in recess because they released everyone at a certain time by grade level. For example, if we were in 1st grade and students were in a different classroom, the 1st graders would all be released at the same time while the other students in different grades remained in the same classroom. So even if Melissa and I were in different classrooms, we would always meet up and have a great time.
In 3rd grade, I found this girl who I'll call Leah. Leah and I would do pretty fun things together since we were in the same classroom and were hanging out with each other, but I'd still go and hang out with Melissa sometimes. I introduced Melissa to Leah and we basically became a friend group, or at least I thought it was a friend group.
During this time I was constantly having to pick sides with some of our things we were making up as kids. First, it was who I was to sit with at lunch. (Sometimes I wasn't lucky enough to sit with either of them because of a rule where we had to sit in a boy-girl pattern to apparently make everyone quieter during lunch time.) Then it was with some group or clan we made up during recess, Melissa was in "unicorn squad" and Leah was in "girl squad" (I made up the name of girl squad.) I would try to bring them both together but Melissa's friends and Leah's friends didn't get along too well. I had no other best friends besides the both of them and it kinda broke my heart to see them not get along as well as I was with them. Then on a very traumatic day in fourth grade that I still regret for the rest of my life, Melissa and Leah both came up to me and said "You have to pick one best friend." I said I wanted them both to be my best friends but Leah kept pushing that I only pick one. Then we made up a stupid contest to see who would win (my idea) and I was a little tired of it and made Leah win. I have never seen such a sad look on Melissa's face when we were about to leave for home. I ran after her and apologized, I tried to comfort her and I think it worked since we stopped the argument.
Later on in the year of 4th grade, Melissa and Leah had some new friends they were hanging out with. I was fine with it at first, but seeing as their friends were experiencing many joyful moments with my best friends without me, I grew hatred towards their friends. I became jealous of what they were doing. I tried everything as a 9 year old girl could possibly do to keep the relationship going between me and my best friends. I still sat with both of them at lunch and joined them in recess. When they were busy hanging out with their friends, I was left alone, wandering around the playground, doing the things my best friends and I used to do but alone this time. It became depressing just thinking about memories of me and my friends playing together in the past and having fun. Now I had to have fun but alone as I watch my best friends have fun with theirs instead of me. I became even more depressed and angry seeing other random friendships because they were having fun and not me. I felt so alone, hurt, betrayed, so much emotion. This grew into more extreme hate towards the friends of my best friends.
In 5th grade, I did everything I could to have fun with them, but for some reason, something felt off. We hung out less. We didn't sit at lunch every day. Then I found out something shocking. Leah was hanging out with other girls who would give her lunch money, (I gave her lunch money for quite a long time now so we would get snacks with my money I gave her) and was making videos with these girls. I then hated the girls because apparently in my mind, they were controlling and possessing my friend. They stole her away from me. Leah and I still hung out and I considered her my friend because I didn't understand the concept of being used for money. Leah would always invite me to make videos but I wasn't comfortable. I realized how much of a fake friend she was but I still gave her a chance to change but never happened. I went to hang out with Melissa more after this but this felt a bit off too. She was hanging out with this one girl a lot. She seems pretty happy to be with her instead of me more. Melissa was into anime and I wasn't, so that drifted us apart but I didn't see it. I wasn't really into any of my best friend's interests because I was still depressed and full of rage against these girls. I grew to hate everyone and everything and I only wanted to be with Melissa.
It was near the end of the year when I went to go with Melissa in the playground where we always used to go, the swings. She constantly kept moving away, switching swings of just walking away from me. This hurt a lot coming from a close friend like her. I went to hang out with Leah because I still had no friends besides the two of them. Leah as well, left me behind and I was there alone again. All this just fueled my anger against everything. I hated other people, I hated activities, I hated everything, including myself. I thought this was weird since I didn't express my hate that badly towards these other girls, although I did want them to through horrible and horrendous things because in my mind, they were stealing my friends. They took away the people who made me happy. I was getting worse from my mental health because I wanted nothing but my happiness and my best friends back. I had a few thoughts of kidnapping my best friends so they could be with me forever. I would be happy and experience all the happy moments we would share together again. It was pointless anyway because I was just a 10 year old and couldn't do anything.
During these final months before everyone was all homeschooled for a year, I noticed whenever I tried to be with Melissa, she moved away from me again. I tried many times to catch up with her but she continued moving away. I thought absolutely nothing of it because of a funny joke by the teachers saying we hung out too much and we should be separated. I found it funny because at the time, our friendship was strong and I thought nothing would ever separate us from having fun. So I just thought about it as if she was playing around with that joke. I gave up catching up after Melissa because I was tired and I thought she was playing the joke on me. It turns out, I overheard something she said and she said I was too clingy. I didn't know what it meant and I thought she said a funny word and thought nothing of it. Later on she asked me for a break. I said that it was fine and I thought she meant a break for one day (I thought breaks were meant to be short at the time) and we left each other alone.
It came a few days later where she said she didn't want to be my friend anymore. I then went to hang out with Leah, who I didn't hang out with for a long while, said she also didn't want to be friends with me anymore. I was broken by their words but I just thought it was all a joke to me, because I thought it was dumb to unfriend someone for hanging out with them every day.
Fast forward to 6th grade where we were homeschooled for a year, I was full of hope that I was going to be friends with Melissa again after a long time. Then came 7th grade where I was 12 and I continued to sit with her at lunch again, but this time I felt nothing. There were no fun conversations like we usually had back in elementary. I just felt like I wasn't meant to be there. I still felt the same loneliness, rage, and sadness back like I was in 5th grade. That's when I finally realized I was no longer her friend, and I had so much hate in myself for taking a year to realize I had been blind to all of this. I never felt so much sadness like that in my life. The two friends I had left me, I was really depressed by this reason, and now I constantly question myself wondering what I did wrong. I still grovel over them both. It's been a few years now. Did I do something wrong?

So I may have two job offers coming in this week and I want to weigh the pros/cons with some fellow teachers to see what you think. For reference, I currently teach 6th grade (4th year teaching, always 6th or 7th grade), and I'm certified for 4-8 math. I also have 3 kids; 1 school age (elementary) and 2 Littles. I could stay where I'm at but I'm not happy with some of the things next year, like how we are addressing loss of funds, breaking my team up, our calendar, etc. I've also been getting up at 4:30 everyday to commute and my poor kids get up at 5:30 and we don't get home until almost 6 (I live about 45 mins from my campus and can't afford to live anywhere less than 25 mins away).
Option #1: Intermediate School Pros- 6th Grade, so familiar to me and I'm certified for it District offers low-cost daycare (I have 2 under school age) that would save me over $1200+/month School calendar includes Fall Break (rare for my area) Small classes and less overall students; teach 3 block periods per day with about 20 kids each Comparable school rating to where I currently work Same contract hours I have now Autonomy in the classroom
Cons- Would have to relocate to the area about 40 mins from our current house (lease is up in August anyway so not a major issue, but is farther from family) Would have to still drive about 25 min each way from where we could afford to move to Would move into a team of veteran teachers who have been together several years Lower salary than I currently make Lots of BTC concepts and stations in the classroom, which I'm unfamiliar with
Option #2: move up to High School Pros- I've worked at this district in the past, so I know "the game" and many people I would love to teach HS; not a state-tested subject (yay!) Comparable salary to what I currently make I've taught this group of kids several years ago when they were in JH (could also be a con, lol) Could relocate when my lease is up and be close to family and only about 10 mins from the school Lots of autonomy in the classroom and how I can grade things
Cons- Lower rating than current school No district daycare, kids would likely stay at their current facility Would have to study and get HS Math cert within the year or I won't have a job next year - very nerve wracking for me 6 classes with 25-30 kids each Earlier contract hours than I have now No Fall break
What would you do?

Hi! What documents are needed for my incoming 7th grade kid to be enrolled to a school in Spain? We don’t have school records, will it be an issue?

I'm a freshman about to go onto a sophomore and school is just way too hard. First of all our ignorant rude English teacher gives us long question filled papers EVERYDAY IN CLASS. In the past I would never have this much work back to back😐 and I'm not in a prestigious class either this is the lowest/ easiest English class avaliable in my school and the highest in my class is a 73%!!!!!! She gives out way too much work and had way too high expectations for people just coming out of middle school and on top of that she doesn't even help the class either. She's so fucking quick to drop your grade down by 20% but never contacts parents or comes up to you in private and asks if you need help😐 .very rigged against us students to make us fail. My upperclassmen friend said she shouldn't be teaching us because she's used to teaching juniors and seniors who usually don't need extra assistance specifically with this amount of work.
She's a really bad case. Her and my history teacher just don't ever fucking stop with the amount of work they give on top of these impossible due dates🤦‍♂️ it's a sloppy ass mess!!! And it's really not even that the work in either of those classes is super hard it's just the amount is what's really killing us in their classes.
And algebra makes actually no fucking sense. This isn't math it's a long complicated random puzzle of bullshit. I can tell you what 20x500-367 is (its 9633 btw) and just math like that I can do but as soon as I reaches algebra in 7th that's when my brain completely shut down. We were just thrown into it so unexpectedly too. It doesn't help the fact that it's so complicated the teachers have to triple-check their work in order to make sure THEY are right because it's just so long, confusing and useless🤦‍♂️🤦‍♂️🤦‍♂️. And there's like 20 new concepts you have to learn the next day of class after everyone was struggling on the first unit and couldnt get half the paper done🤦‍♂️.
It's a confusing wreck. Am I screwed for my upcoming years?

This may be near impossible because I barely remember details, but this has bothered me for years. This was a book that was required reading in school, it may have been 3rd to 7th grade (2008 to 2013, it could’ve been an older book). I remember a big part of the book was this family of kids. These kids were described as being unruly, dirty, and having dark hair. The main character wasn’t a part of the family. I think the moral of the story was that bad kids usually are that way from unfortunate circumstances in life. Again, not sure if anyone could figure this out with my lack of memory, but I had to give it a shot. Any help is really appreciated!

I’m 13m in the 7th grade at the beginning of the school year some girl was holding one of my friends so he can’t speak for some reason. later that day he told me that she have crush on me i don’t know how to feel. About that so I say nothing now thinking about that is a terrible idea. and because she ugly I’m sorry if that rude. and I have a crush on her best friend I didn’t know that was her best friends at that time. I like her because she pretty she smart and a introvert just like me. so at a school event. i was sit next to my crush but she was sit next to her best friend. so i was try speak to her but her best friends was staring at me for some reason idk now today my crush won’t speak to me. later i find out her best friend is lying About me she doesn’t want to date me because i ghosted her.

i actually want to murder the chick i had for one of my classes. TELL ME WHY YOU DIDNT PUT IN THE FUCKING GRADES FOR THE ENTIRE SEMESTER UNTIL TONIGHT???HUH??? give me one valid reason CUZ ID REALLY LOVE TO HEAR IT. there is no fucking excuse. you signed up for this. we had a break. there is no reason my assignments ( that i have turned in before the end of the semester ) should be graded past end of semester. And then for my grade to read a 100% A+ THE WHOLE SEMESTER for it all of the sudden TONIGHT drop to a 59%. all because I DIDNT DO THREE WORKSHEETS FROM RIGHT AFTER SPRING BREAK. why weren't those graded??? why did you wait UNTIL AFTER WE ARE DONE WITH SCHOOL TO LET YOUR STUDENTS KNOW "oh BTW you failed !!" because of this i might get kicked out of uwm. all because i didnt know i was failing. had i known, i would have made effort to make up the assignment or try to do extra hard on the next ones to make up for the ones i didnt do- im actually so pissed and cannot function. idk what im gonna tell my parents. i thought they were optional and they weren't apparently and i didnt find out until just now and ugh im stressed and pissed help

Tw: Sa and pics Hi I’m 13m in Canada so basically in the summer (I was 12) I made this fake catfish acc and told my friends because I thought it was funny but blah blah I get meat pics from guys and basically when 7th grade started there was this guy (call him soccer) idk but why I got his meat pic from the snap acc and then I gave it my bsf call her blue (this was in September)blah blah I deleted the photo and forgot abt it now we are in November me and my friends they are all girls it was me,necklace and blue I went to the girls bathroom few times literally no one cares since everyone thinks im zesty and gay but watch ever blue had to change so we waited for and I thought it would be funny to take a pic so I went next stall and made it obvious and took 2 pics she wasn’t naked in anyway but I know this is bad I’m a monster for this but I would blackmail her when she would send embarrassing photos to me in the schools gc I knew it would scare blue but I knew I wasn’t gonna to but blah blah we’re now in December 7 turns out she had soccers meat pic still and she was giving it around and it got popular but then some how the principal found out it was me so they were asking me stuff and I told them the whole thing and they being being ppl blue was one of them and idk but she added on how I took pics of her back in November and she lied about stuff in there saying how I blackmailed her by giving me money and now there’s a police report still going on (this was all before Christmas break) and now after Christmas break I switched schools since everyone knew abt the soccer incident and btw I was in this friends with (me,M,C,H) were not friends anymore except H were childhood friends since our parents are but at this new school I have no friends no one will talk to me since they knew abt what happened I didn’t try to make friends since no one will I dont talk since in my last school I got made fun of it (caulking it zesty) I feel like I got more insecure after all of it I wear sweaters every day now but we’re in may now I have 2 weeks of school left and have 2 friends but not like bsf im sad I ruined everything I lost friends I did this to myself I can’t do this anymore I can’t keep bottling my emotions no one talks to me I’m isolated I cry everyday this summer will be so sad I will rot in my room all day watching everyone having the best summer since first year of high school is done I can’t talk to anyone and also im gay or something I like girls but I like both idk I just wanna be normal I wish I have friends it’s like I’m the ugly duckling of this new school I always eat in this classroom alone and during breaks and I’m going through puberty and it’s worst I keep having mood swings I hate school but I love school since the teachers care about me I swear im not a monster or a horrible person I wish everyone knew that I’m soryy

My 7th grader says his friend gets $50/A. He gets all straight As, so I’d be poor 😅 My mom never did this so is this a new thing or is it normal for parents to pay their kids for good grades ?

freshman year is ending in 2 weeks and im so lost and confused in life right now.Now ive heard this is the time of my life that i go through puberty and emotions and all that and what im going through is what growing up is but idk i think its more than that.7th grade i was bullied made fun of and i understand why i never attracted any females because i was chubby, wore the same hoodie because i was insecure to wear tshirts and overall just not a ladys man i never put cologne or anything(except body spray) which was makinh me smell worse.I was a loser basically maybe i was over aggravating but im almost sure thats how it was.During summer i started going outside,working out, making connections anf freinds and overall just enjoying my summer and while enjoying it i was getting more fit,tanned and kore attractive in general started wearing real cologne and that was all it took.8th grade year was a breeze i pulled alot of girls pepole talked to me i played track at a high level and life was good for me.Summer was almost the same got more attractive fit and everyhying and now its my 9th grade year and i really understand that im not ugly anymore.Pepole turn heads looking at me i grew to 5,11 i played jv track this year and overall life is really good.Except its not really with this new attractive ness came ego and cofidence stuff i never had.i thout i was the best looking man in the world.I pulled the girls and got the looks i was high on my ranks. During pulling all girls There was this girl named savannah ive know her sense 7th grade shes always had a crush on me even tho i never knew till 8th grade we dated like twice maybe nothing serious but we continued to talk as freinds for 3 years now but after a week ago i dont think were ever gonna talk again after i blocked her cause i was bored.Ive been getting bored of every girl ive talkex to this year.I haven't had feelings for anyone i just have been playing and using every girl.They feed me my complaints and what i need.I need pepole to call me attractive and to do what i want ive turned into a terrible person.i want to feel something for someone i dont wanna get bored i want to love someone commit to someone but i cant.I need control over things over girls over what happens to me i need control and when i lose control i get angry and mean and i just dont know why.i never used to be like this i used to be nice and quiet now im loud and cocky and i just want to work on my self be quiet but i cant.I need control i need aomething to stay i need someone to love i need to feel love im tired of getting bored of girls thats it.
Please someone help me

I have the typical just can’t focus on schoolwork until the final hours before where panic forces me to complete assignments but it just isn’t working anymore. I used to study for a test or work on a project due at 8am only the night before, but that ended up turning into getting up at 2:30am the day of and by now it just doesn’t work and I just hand in things late and just lie my way out of it if possible like forgetting a minor step for submissions or tech issues etc.
The assignment is in my head constantly the entire time though. If I set aside time to do it and then procrastinate with League of Legends or something then I think about the looming threat of the project and can’t even really focus on or accomplish much in the match. I split up my day constantly by how much available time I have and how much time I expect the parts of the assignment to take, so every time that I fall asleep on the train or spend time eating or am just behind pace because I didn’t write the Introduction in 20 minutes or something, I consider it a time loss and then just freak out and give up or rush the rest of it with a new estimate which makes breaking it up into smaller chunks just more difficult. I also just have issues doing small assignments or doing the tiny steps like taking a picture of and uploading a worksheet that I already did because I think of how much more there is to do.
My grades are still good but they could be better so easily and it is just not sustainable at all since my hair is shedding a lot and I look like I have not seen the sun in weeks, ongoing 1-2yr. ADHD and like OCD is in the family if that matters

I'm currently a freshman but Im at a 7th-9th junior high school. Next year will be my first official year at a high school and idk what to do. I'll only have 3 more years and sometimes I fear that those will be my best years. I want to get out there more but a lot of people don't like me because I'm a major yapper. I got into NHS I'm in some advanced classes and I'm planning on doing debate theatre and hope squad. But I want to do more I want to make an impact on the school and really be out going but I also have social anxiety. 9th grade ends in 3 days and it just hit me that I'm not prepared. I already felt like a failure for not getting in student council but I just need help feeling active in the school community even with social anxiety. Anyways any advice is greatly appreciated.

Oh where do I begin?? Same like it appears to everyone here. I was in middle school 7th-8th grade when I discovered RT/AH. Like everyone, RvB was around. But my connection really began with AH. Back when YouTube was a 📺 app. Not the red button as it is today. First couple lets plays I watched of course were Minecraft, MLB, and worms. I met one of my best friends because he drew the AH logo on his school folder, I told him I liked it and we’re friends to this day. Of course AH grew and expanded into Let’s Play. Then came Let’s Play Live Los Angeles. I begged my parents to go. Ended up going and it was one of the best nights ever. I’ll remember it forever. I went with that best friend and had a blast. The Let’s Play family were then going into the stands for their last game which was Just Dance and partying with the lower deck. We were upper deck. I was jealous, but then out of a corner, a smiling Gus came around and ran through our section, high fiving everyone. Now that the family is split up, I only watch the regulation crew. But I’ll be forever grateful for RT/AH and being in my life in some capacity

Ok so heres some context: I (15 M) had made a post about my ex (15 F) making one about me and long story short, we both have serious issues. A few weeks ago before all this started happening, I had noticed she was acting really strange. I tried asking her why she kept acting weird and to just tell me if something was going on and she just kept responding with "nothing". I brushed it off and then later that day, a bunch of my freinds started to come up to me saying she was holding hands with her ex (17 M, weird asf ik). I asked if they were sure and all of them said 100% sure. Their description of their outfits matched so i really started to think i was weird. I then noticed that she was taking different paths to avoid me, which was also something weird considering how we allways walk together in the halls. I eventually found her skipping class to be with her ex in the hall, he started to grab her ass and then groped her in front of me and she just let it happen. I took a picture of them and later when she found out she kept on threatening me saying "im gonna sue you for harrasment" and calling me a creep. She spreaded rumors about that around the whole school, which ruined my social status, but atp I dont even care about that. She then guilt tripped me when we got off the bus after school (were neighbors) and said that she "wanted to talk to me." I kept telling her no but she wouldnt leave me alone so i eventually gave in. She started to tell me that "she was sorry" and "her freind told her to do that to make me mad", which I again didnt care about. When i asked her why she kept doing this out of the blue, I recalled that she also kept trying to do things to make me mad so "she can get me to kill her." I asked her why she started to do this and all she said was "i dont know" and "i dont remember". This whole time she was just trying to guilt trip me for absoloutely no reason. I then got really pissed and called her a whore, and she understandeably got pissed at that. In my mind, I wasnt really calling her a name considering how she proudly admitted that she had a body count of FIVE PEOPLE in 7th grade. As i was explaining this to her I also said how she goes around practically dating everyone in our school as if its a rare acheivement in a game and her excuse was just "abandonment issues". She said that was why she kept going back to her ex (she said he threatened to kill her, cheated on her, and alot more) just because he manipulates her and makes her think that shes gonna be ok and hes allways there for him.
Sorry if yall had a stroke reading this, im not good at writing. Ill make updates later if i forgot to add anything.
Edit 1: I forgot to mention that the ex litteraly jumped me for just being with her, and she forgived him so easily and said that "its better for the long run." I tried explaining to her that he is a criminal, he assaults and threatens people alot and its weird ofbher to forgive him really easily and she keeps saying "whatever." Dont know if im just an asshole rn but i thought that she was weird for that.

Strap in, it's a long one. TL;DR at the end and I have a question at the end for the good folks of Reddit.
As a set up to this crazy email my dad/DNA-Donor, I'll give a brief background of what he's like/how growing up was like. Long version is here. My father and mother were always religious. Fundamentalist Christian, the extreme ones, that hate Harry Potter and Fantasy things because 'they come from the Devil!'. Couldn't listen to radio, watch most things on tv, and science was wrong. My 'dad' was the pick and chose type of christian, whereas he was always right and god said so. He doesn't agree with divorce, says that's not what god says you can do, so when my mom left him, it wasn't real, and once she is 'right with God, she would go back to him (my dad)'. So you know, just a little bit of an ego.
A quick way to describe his parenting style aside from extreme christian, it would be that he wanted the picture perfect family without any of the work of making it so, and to be the best christian helper at the church we went to. But we (the kids) never saw him, and he didn't help with our food, power, or rent situations. We had to move SO much because we couldn't afford staying in the place we were at.
After my mom left him, she converted to being a Christian Jew (yes, it is odd). But by then, I was done with religion. It didn't make sense, it could be changed far too easily, and if every religion said they were the one true religion, then no matter what, everyone is wrong and we're all doomed. So I've been non-religious since turning 18 (34 now) as soon as I could no longer be forced to go to churches or reading bibles. I've since learned that I'm bi-sexual and A-gendered (don't care what gender I am/what/how I am called), and since Christians don't typically like that, I've not bothered telling my 'dad' about it. I know he will go on a rant and rampage and rage at me, my mom, and my brothers. I haven't seen my dna-donor in over 9/10? years. And he would literally just show up for a day or so, take us out to eat and try to connect with us briefly, and then leave again. (We live in the USA and he's from Canada). He can sort of see what we are doing on facebook, and what little bits we're willing to tell him directly, but we've not bothered trying to keep the communication lines open. He sent emails to my mom at the end of march (only recently discovered) concerning myself, my younger brother (32M), and youngest brother (26M, AFAB). And it's the craziest thing I've read in a long time. Here is the direct thing, names changed/altered to keep privacy.
[Dearest (my mom):
Where to start... Well, I guess asking for news might be a good start. I’ve looked at the FB page for her store, and I know she is slowly recovering from the robbery. Has she shared anything with you recently about how it’s been affecting her? Has she visited you lately? Does she visit on a regular basis? How well do (middle brother) and (youngest brother) get along with her?
Now, to the “meat” of this email... As I mentioned for (middle brother) , I know that OP made a profession of faith at Abundant Live Assembly, in probably 97 or 98. Has she kept up with the faith? I know that the first time I visited you in Virginia, she was pretty into the whole Messianic Jewish stuff, even showing her friend and I, at the meal after the service, how she had tassels tied to the corners of her jeans, because of it.
But I get the feeling she is not currently living for God... I can’t pinpoint anything precise for that subjective statement. However, I do know that out of the abundance of the heart, the mouth speaks (Matthew 12:34, Luke 6:45)... and the way she swears does concern me... I first became aware of it one time I was visiting and we went to watch a movie. She was one or two rows ahead of us, and you threw a few kernels of popcorn at her, and she called you a “fuckhead!” I didn’t say anything at the time, as I didn’t want to start an argument, and I didn’t want you to think I was questioning your parenting skills, or anything like that... Then she spent a few years with no contact. I even found her on Yahoo Messenger, and asked her a question I had for her. She answered the question, then told me to not try to contact her again.
It was only at your mother’s funerals that we spoke again. At that time, she warned me to not be surprised to hear her swear, as she apparently swears a lot, but would try to tone it down for the day (it almost sounded like she was bothered by it, and maybe embarrassed that I would find out, but maybe I was imagining things...) Anyway, she told me how when she plays online RPGs, the Elf language consists of swearing a lot, and people were amazed at how “fluent” she was in the language...
So of course, I am concerned about her spiritual well-being... Do you know anything about where she stands with God?
Another thing she told me, that day, was that she had wanted to write me a letter, as she had “issues with the way we raised her...” So she took down my email address, to send it to me later. (She later lost that email, but took the time to look me up on Facebook, which was an unexpected surprise... I guess she really did want to renew our ties, to a certain degree...) In the end, she never sent me anything like what she mentioned, so I don’t know what her feelings are on the subject. Did she ever mention anything to you, about “the way we raised her” ? Do you have any idea what that might have been about?
One more concern I have about her, is whether something happened, whether spiritually or physically, at the school she was going to when you guys were still in Montreal. At the end of the 2001-2002 school year, she had been saying that if they said she had not learned enough French, she wanted to continue learning. Yet when she went to school the following fall, she came back, during the very first week, wanting nothing more to do with French, and couldn’t wait for you guys to leave for the States. Whereas she had asked me for help with homework in the previous school year, now that she was at a new school (a high-school) and (middle brother) was still in the old school (an elementary school), she didn’t want my help, and barely put in any effort on her homework at all. She also didn’t seem to like her new (male, this time) teacher. So I’ve always wondered if something happened at that new school, whether in the physical or spiritual realm. Has she ever spoken to you about that? Do you have any idea what might have changed her outlook that radically in just a few days at her new school? I’m worried that if something happened in the spiritual realm, and it has never been dealt with, it may still be affecting her today, on an unconscious level. Any idea?
That’s all I can think of, for now. Thank you for your time.
Love always,]
The whole '97/'98 proclamation thing: I was 8. An 8 year old who had just seen 'A Thief in the Night' series about the end times and the rapture (scared the shit out of me). The 2001-2002 thing was me discovering that I was depressed and dissociating. I hated being in a city where you HAD to learn the language and if you didn't, you were looked down on and scorned. Also, there was nothing for us to do as we couldn't go out, nothing to watch (extreme Christians remember), and no one around our ages to hang out with where we lived. I didn't want to live there, and by the time the second year of being there, I was tired of the whole thing. I stopped doing homework, and technically failed 7th grade because literally every aspect of it was in french, even the art, gym, and math.
I stopped trying to talk with him and reconnect with dna-donor when I realized he didn't think women should be allowed to divorce their spouses. Even if the man was abusive or it was to help her, because 'they should work it out together' instead. And when I realized that, I realized that I did not want to associate with someone who would allow another person to be abused and hurt if their god said so.
So my question, do I respond to the email with a full list of what has happened and how I've changed? If I do, this will 200% mean that he will try and 'convert' me back, rant at my mom, rant at me, and be 1,000% more annoying. But it would be SO satisfying.
TL;DR: Crazy Fundamentalist Christian Father worried that I (Bi-sexual A-gender atheist) isn't with God and wants to know what has been going on after not doing anything like that for 10+ years. Should I tell him straight up or not bother as he would never change?
Also, the emails he sent about my brothers are just as bad. Though I only know what they are by paraphrasing from my mom. If this isn't meant to be here, please let me know.

So for context, My friend-J 19F and my other friend K have been best friends since 7th grade. J got engaged a few months ago, and K is in college and doing long distance. K used to be my best friend, we had a falling out last summer due to her not prioritizing things in her life with her friends and all the other stuff happening in it. It really hurt me. Me and K are good, not as close as we were but we are friends and talk. K was a bridesmaid to J
J calls me a few weeks ago and tells me all this stuff about how K is prioritizing a trip with her boyfriend over being apart of J’s wedding. J asked my opinion to see if this was a pattern, I did not know this, but K was trying to pin everything on me last summer and trying to turn everyone against me. I explained to J what had happened, she was fully on my side. J decided to cut K out of the wedding, along with cutting off her friendship. So she did.
So last night, I was at a basketball game with some friends, not doing very well mentally but I showed up. J calls me and tells me to answer her asap. Okay. I call her and she asks me to be her bridesmaid. I’m completely caught off guard, but also so happy at the same time. Of course! How can you say no?! So yay! I’m in a wedding!
K and I have been talking and she got her tonsils out a week or two ago so I brought her some ice cream today. I told her I would probably just drop it off, but she was like “oh okay.” She seemed like she wanted to see me. Okay, fine. So I came over and we went in her room and talked, about random things.
All of the sudden, she brings up J. Of course I absolutely could not bring myself to tell her I’m in the wedding. My friend also said last night told me to not worry about it. Since it was J’s call who is in her wedding or not. Well, she tells me a whole different side of the story, one that is completely different from J’s.
I do agree with both of them, I think it always “takes two to tango” But I am so conflicted, I love them both. I just don’t want to hurt K. And I know she’s going to find out, and the last thing I want to do is hurt her.
What should I do?

I am very thank full be accepted to an M7 program for this fall. However, I am unsure if I would qualify for the technical tech roles that an mba would provide? Long story short I have unique background to this area.
I was a full on computer science kid every since I was in grade school. Built my first computer and learned coding in 7th grade. Learned python, C series, java, etc as a teen. Have always been into tech, games, jailbreaking old devices, etc.
Went to college originally for computer science. However, after some health problems, I realized I didn't have the passion for it like others. I ended up switching to B.S. Business and Data Analytics as it fit my personality a little better. Learned SQL, more python, all the fun stuff.
I ended up taking a finance/data role out of college, probably more focused on the finance side but still involved tech/data. Fast forward to the MBA I hope to get more into the tech side than the finance, but still both. While I know I am very familiar with the technical aspect of things and I know that the foundation is there, would I qualify for some of these technical background requirements? Definitely would need reviews on certain specifics, just like learning a new language, but I am unsure if this is something I am able to pursue?
Thanks

TLDR; My daughter (12) is lobbying hard to go to boarding school. Not sure if it's just a phase and unsure what to do.
Hi all! Reviving my reddit for the first time in years to ask this. Apologies for the long read!
My daughter (12) has recently taken an intense interest in boarding school. She researches it all the time, constantly presents us with different options, and in general has been pretty set on the "fact" that she is GOING to boarding school for 8th grade (she's currently finishing up 6th). Of course, if we do decide to send her, that means that we would need to start visiting/applying/all the things fairly soon. Thankfully by the time this all happened the application deadlines for this year had mostly passed, which I hoped would dissuade her, but she is just as set on going for next year.
I'm not sure what to do. She currently goes to a very good school (top 20 private school in the US) where she has gone since Pre-K, where she is thriving, and where she has a whole community of adults and classmates who have known her since she was tiny and are invested in her success. I absolutely love her school and feel strongly that she will get just as good an education there as she would at any of the boarding schools she is researching. I have talked to her school, and they encouraged me not to completely shut her down so that she doesn't end up resenting me, and said that if she does decide to go and totally hates it, that there is always a spot waiting for her back at her current place. So at least as of now it seems we wouldn't be losing her spot there – but of course things could change, it's a very selective school, and it's always a risk.
I've asked her ad nauseam why she wants to go, and told her that if she wants us to agree to let her she needs to present us with reasons so that we can consider it. So far the reasons she has given have ranged from random extracurriculars that they have more of there (which I have offered to just sign her up for versions of here), wanting to "be independent", and all the boarding school marketing tropes of being "immersed in learning" and the like. The reasons have not been consistent and have largely seemed like BS to me. Part of me thinks that it's really just the being independent thing, and wanting to feel like she's in college early, and part of me worries that there's some reason that she's not telling us. I have offered to look at other day schools in our area, but she hasn't seemed super interested in that.
For some context, her home life has always been stable, but it's been complicated. I grew up in a very abusive household and I basically raised my siblings from when they were 10 and 12 (they're early 20s now) so when she was little she largely operated as their little sibling, but other than them she's our oldest. My late wife and I had four children, and then my wife died when my daughter was 5, which she took really really hard. I remarried a few years ago to a woman who had a daughter a little younger than my youngest, and we also had another child together. So my daughter is now the oldest of 6 who are actively in our house, and my wife is pregnant with our 7th (and last). She has her own room and her own bathroom, but her younger siblings who are school-aged all go to her school, which is not large, and we're very involved in the school as well.
She's close with her siblings and has never said anything to this effect, but part of me wonders if she just feels smothered and is trying to get away from that? Or if she feels like there are too many siblings there, and she wants to go define her own identity? She does go to therapy (and has since her mom died), but she hasn't given any more reasons there than she has to us to my knowledge.
I don't want her to be unhappy, but I also really don't want to send my not-even-a-high-schooler off to boarding school when I'm not confident that it's the right decision for her socially, emotionally, or academically.
Help?

TLDR; My daughter (12) is lobbying hard to go to boarding school. Not sure if it's just a phase and unsure what to do.
Hi all! Reviving my reddit for the first time in years to ask this. Apologies for the long read!
My daughter (12) has recently taken an intense interest in boarding school. She researches it all the time, constantly presents us with different options, and in general has been pretty set on the "fact" that she is GOING to boarding school for 8th grade (she's currently finishing up 6th). Of course, if we do decide to send her, that means that we would need to start visiting/applying/all the things fairly soon. Thankfully by the time this all happened the application deadlines for this year had mostly passed, which I hoped would dissuade her, but she is just as set on going for next year.
I'm not sure what to do. She currently goes to a very good school (top 20 private school in the US) where she has gone since Pre-K, where she is thriving, and where she has a whole community of adults and classmates who have known her since she was tiny and are invested in her success. I absolutely love her school and feel strongly that she will get just as good an education there as she would at any of the boarding schools she is researching. I have talked to her school, and they encouraged me not to completely shut her down so that she doesn't end up resenting me, and said that if she does decide to go and totally hates it, that there is always a spot waiting for her back at her current place. So at least as of now it seems we wouldn't be losing her spot there – but of course things could change, it's a very selective school, and it's always a risk.
I've asked her ad nauseam why she wants to go, and told her that if she wants us to agree to let her she needs to present us with reasons so that we can consider it. So far the reasons she has given have ranged from random extracurriculars that they have more of there (which I have offered to just sign her up for versions of here), wanting to "be independent", and all the boarding school marketing tropes of being "immersed in learning" and the like. The reasons have not been consistent and have largely seemed like BS to me. Part of me thinks that it's really just the being independent thing, and wanting to feel like she's in college early, and part of me worries that there's some reason that she's not telling us. I have offered to look at other day schools in our area, but she hasn't seemed super interested in that.
For some context, her home life has always been stable, but it's been complicated. I grew up in a very abusive household and I basically raised my siblings from when they were 10 and 12 (they're early 20s now) so when she was little she largely operated as their little sibling, but other than them she's our oldest. My late wife and I had four children, and then my wife died when my daughter was 5, which she took really really hard. I remarried a few years ago to a woman who had a daughter a little younger than my youngest, and we also had another child together. So my daughter is now the oldest of 6 who are actively in our house, and my wife is pregnant with our 7th (and last). She has her own room and her own bathroom, but her younger siblings who are school-aged all go to her school, which is not large, and we're very involved in the school as well.
She's close with her siblings and has never said anything to this effect, but part of me wonders if she just feels smothered and is trying to get away from that? Or if she feels like there are too many siblings there, and she wants to go define her own identity? She does go to therapy (and has since her mom died), but she hasn't given any more reasons there than she has to us to my knowledge.
I don't want her to be unhappy, but I also really don't want to send my not-even-a-high-schooler off to boarding school when I'm not confident that it's the right decision for her socially, emotionally, or academically.
Help?