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More Than Just a Chromebook: A Lesson Beyond the Syllabus

School’s back after winter break, and with it comes a pile of notifications, assignments, and… surprises. One of the first posts on Google Classroom caught my eye: something called “Chromebook Registration.” At first glance, it looked like one of those posts you skim, think “I’ll do it later,” and then promptly forget exists. I didn’t even open it properly. Obviously, because I’m lazy in a very academically strategic way. Ironically, that laziness may have saved my Chromebook. Some students, however, were far more responsible than me. They followed the instructions immediately. A few hours later, the same students were sending screenshots in the group chat—screenshots of restricted settings, blocked access, and a sudden realization that their personal Chromebooks no longer felt very personal. That’s when things started to feel… off. A few days later, teachers started asking who had completed the registration. A handful of us—four or five girls—admitted we hadn’t. Not out of defiance,...
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Retch, Regret, Repeat: The Great Disaster of 2026

So, I heard there’s a new tiktok trend where we confess to embarrassing stuff we did? (There is no trend, just bear with my story and I.) Last week, I was a little under the weather (P.S: I survived to tell the tale), thanks to my perfectly rebellious self. My mom brought a new brand of noodles last time she went grocery shopping – a bolt from the blue – I know. Anyway, a few days later, she warned me not to inhale them, claiming they’re expired. I, of course thought she was lying and just said that so I could ‘be healthier’ or whatever. Spoiler: she wasn’t lying. I got sick; retching and farting until she got home.  She was ballistic. I mean, full-on fire-breathing mom mode. When she started inquiring about how I ended up in this sorry state, I kept beating around the bush, not wanting to confess that I willingly ate expired food. “Will you just cut to the chase?” she snapped, irritated. Alas, I revealed my act of brilliance,  feeling equal parts guilty and proud of my so-cal...
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The Drama Behind the Dates Pt. 2 (What if History Textbooks Were Unfiltered?)

  World War II in a Nutshell History textbooks talk about World War II like it just… happened. No drama. No buildup. No accountability. Which is insane, because WWII was basically the world’s biggest group chat fight that spiraled completely out of control. So let’s rewind. The Villain Origin Story After World War I, Germany was down BAD. Like, embarrassing-level bad. They lost land, money, pride, and were forced to sign the Treaty of Versailles, which was basically the Allies saying: “You caused this mess, now suffer forever.” Germany was broke, angry, and humiliated. Enter Adolf Hitler , a failed artist with an ego problem and way too much confidence. This man pulled up and said: “Okay so hear me out: what if I blame minorities, spread hate, promise glory, and rebuild Germany by starting another war?” And unfortunately… people clapped. Hitler became Chancellor, turned Germany into a dictatorship, banned opposition, brainwashed the youth, and convinced the nation that they were th...
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Class Prefects: Because Free Child Labor Builds Character

Middle school’s biggest scam: student council. But not the executive type, the boring stuff. Middle school student council is just a title for unpaid labor. And it’s not even exciting! Poor middle schoolers don’t even get flex privileges for their “respectable posts”! Look, don’t get me wrong, I know for some people student council is an HONOUR. Something they LONG for. But, fortunately or unfortunately, I’m not one of those people. To me, the student council just seems like a team of workers who do stuff for the rest of the class and teachers for free. UNPAID LABOR. The Selection Process (a.k.a. Pointless Report Card Logic) Our school just selects prefects by grades. The highest achiever just becomes the prefect by default. No observing behavior, no checking if the kid’s responsible, just pointless selection. Seriously, what does my report card have to do with my ability to “control” and “discipline” my classmates? Because obviously, if you know what mitochondria are, you must also kn...
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The Drama Behind the Dates (What If History Textbooks Were Petty?)

The EIC Rule in a Nutshell! The most HILARIOUS thing is when history is unhinged. I mean, why aren't history textbooks written by Gen Z? Anyway, here’s my attempt to make history sound more dramatic and messed-up than it already is. Buckle up! So picture this: a rich group of businessmen with ships, asking the Queen, "Can we go to India, trade stuff, and get super rich?" (The queen said yes.) So, a bunch of British traders showed up in India, all polite with their “we just want to buy some spices and textiles” energy. Cute, right? But don’t be fooled. These guys weren’t here to shop, they were here to shoplift with style .  So, in the beginning, these dudes stayed sweet and humble. Complimenting Mughal rulers like snake friends, “OMG Jahangirrrrr!!!! I ABSOLUTELY LOVE the cutesy poem you wrote!!” And Jahangir, the stupid popular girl who thinks she has friends, allowed the EIC to build their factories and forts. Fast forward to when Aurangzeb got weak, and kingdoms starte...
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Why Being a Talkative Student Is Both a Curse and a Superpower

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Oh the horror! Being expressive in class, then being called out by the teacher for “disruptive behavior”. Lady, just straight up call me an untamed dog at this point. Save me the indirect insult.  As you can imagine, someone who suffers with Yappititis is completely helpless when it comes to shutting up. This obviously means I’m blabbering through lunch, english, math, science, history—you name it! If the teachers are on medication for severe headaches, I am probably the one to blame.  But nothing is more terrifying than being told to “behave myself” and “keep quiet”. Like, excuse me, miss, are you trying to DIM MY LIGHT?! The audacity. On a serious note, it is a gut-twisting feeling when the teachers tell me to silence in front of the whole class. It’s just so embarrassing to be called out for simply being yourself. I don’t see the teacher yelling at the mute girl in the back for “disrupting” class with her quietness. It’s disrespectful and misbehaving when I’m embracing my ...
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Washroom Wars: A Tale of Two Toilets

Today was my first day back at school, and I have to say, the washrooms are still a disaster. I mean, we pay thousands of rupees in fees, but our washrooms are like a bad joke. Have you seen the state of our girls' washrooms? It's like they're trying to make us cry... or maybe that's just the smell talking. So, our girls' washrooms have these pathetic doors. The locks don't work, and you can't even close the door properly. It's like a game of chance. Will you get the one with the broken lock? Will you get the one with the door that's stuck? Honestly, what is the school staff even thinking? “Hey, let's just leave it broken and hope no one peeks in!” Like, who thought this was a good idea? "Let's not fix the doors, let's just hope the girls can figure it out!" And then there's the water situation. It's like a mythical creature – we've heard of it, but we've never seen it. Is water in the washroom? No, it's a le...
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