Solomon Schechter is a K-8 private school in suburban Chicago for rich bratty Jewish kids, where the only thing worse than the girl drama is the school's administration. Many of the boys don't understand basic hygiene I don't know if they have even discovered deodorant. Some of the girls apply a whole bottle of perfume every. single. fucking. day. leaving the locker room smelling like body odor and gross perfume. Half of he guys dress like highlightrs. Some of the teachers are extreemly bipolar, to such an extent that eating one too many snacks can push some past their breaking point. If you want to torture your kids, send them here. Schechter makes even Edgewood Middle School seem like a nice place to send your kids.
Person 1: "Where do you go to school?"
Person 2: "I go to Solomon Schechter."
Person 1: " Ew!"
A meaningless, unimpressive, self-serving introduction. An indicator that the story about to be shared will be pointless and dumb.
Back when I lived in upstate new york, I also had to park on the street - on two occasions, we got enough snow, mixed with just the right plowing, that my car was lifted off the ground from so much snow being jammed underneath it.
Sister: This meeting was to discuss the rough draft of my essay, where we discussed the subsidiary questions I added in my rough draft. We also discussed the relationship between my main title and the real-life situations I chose to use in my essay. We discussed the structure of my essay as well, specifically the Math AOK section and how it relates to the contradiction of the title. This second meeting was particularly helpful in discussing the implications of my essay claims and how to apply the title across various areas of knowledge. There were many sections of the essay that could have been cut down in wordiness and the ways of knowing required further and more in-depth analysis.
An absolutely foolproof way to keep minors from viewing content deemed "too mature" for them to watch.
Billy: "So I was trying to watch some videos for an M rated game, and I ran into an age gate, so I put in my realbirthday. SOMEHOW it managed to figure out that I am 12. CURSE YOU AGE GATE!!!"
Bill: "Fucking age gate! *quick scroll* THERE! I was born on January 1, 1904. Fuck you age gate."