College Stories: #48 The Art Of Cheating.
If i can say i learned one thing from my two years in college i’ll say it’s how to cheat. Now I’m pretty smart and i don’t always cheat. I only reserve cheating for when i’m too lazy to study, forget about a test or i want to make sure i get an A on a test. It’s been two years and i still have not gotten caught. I’ve notice over this semester that alot of niggas don’t know how to cheat and be getting shamed in class so here are some of the techniques i use.
- Seat Placement in class: Every class i go into i go in with the mindset that i’m going to cheat whether i actually cheat or not. So i usually sit in the middle or back of a class. You have to also take into account if you’re in a lecture hall, lab or regular classroom. You can’t sit in the front of the class then when you need to cheat sit in the back, the shit is sketch and the teacher will pick up on it.
- Know Your Professor: Its very important that you know your professor. You need to be aware of what they do during a test. Do they walk around, do they sit down, how much talking will they allow before they say something and what part of the class do they pay attention to more( This will play into your seat placement)
- Cheat Sheets: Cheat Sheets can be very helpful and subtle depending on how you do it; it’s one of my favorite methods. When you make a cheat sheet you just wanna put information that you don’t know too well. My preferred way of making a cheat sheet is typing it up on word and making the font about 7, print it and cut it small enough to about the size of an I.D. When you do this you will be able to hide it under your test. Always dispose of the cheat sheet. You can also try emailing the study guide to yourself if your teachers hands them out so you can open them up on your phone. This method will only work if you’ve taken care of the first two techniques
- Google can be your best friend: I would not recommend you rely on this because it can be very noticeable but if you can get away with it go for it.
- Know your surroundings: During a test pay attention to where the teachers at but this is pretty obvious, but also pay attention to what students are around you. You don’t want to sit around low tier cheaters because them cheating will get you caught or hinder your cheating by drawing attention to your general area. I ran into this problem the other day.
- A Cheatin’ Squad: If you have other friends who are advanced cheaters then form a little cheating guild with them. If they are in your same major this is perfect because 9/10 they may have taken a class before you did and can give you a heads up on things. It make it easier to cheat in class. You can also get project and papers from them that can you can use as a base for your own.
- Get To Know Your Prof: You’re suppose to do this anyway but it helps because once you get buddy buddy with them they will never suspect you.
- Don’t Take Too Long: You never wanna taken a long time taking the test because as people you leave you will lose your cover and distractions. I try to make sure i’m one of the first or close to the middle of people to leave.
- Every Man for themselves: This kinda goes against #6 but when the eminent danger of you getting caught happens to arise you have to sever your ties and do you. I just hope you don’t associate with some fuck boys and girls that will rat you out.
- It’s Always Better To Study: Like i said before i only reserve these methods for dire situations it’s much easier just to study.
College Stories #47: 20th birthday
I shall recap the important events of this weekend. All in all i had a pretty good birthday, everyone was showing love and what not. One of my classes got canceled, this girl bought me a shamrock milkshake, i successfully cheated on my sociology test and my home boy came from Atlanta to chill with us for a couple days. That night we was tryin’ to figure out what we were going to do. We decided we were goin’ to roll through a couple functions. So we head down to our home girls rooms down stairs to just chill until everyone got ready. I took 5 shots of juice and random liquor. Then we headed out to the pajama party joint. Before we even get in people comin’ out saying it’s mad niggas in there. Me tho, i’m like shit ima get mine anyway. We get in there and it’s a ass of people mostly niggas but you know wit that you gotta take into account all the niggas who actually going to dance with females. So we rolling through the function and i’m dancing with random females as i walk by. The thing is tho it’s literally shoulder to shoulder and the girls out here tryin’ to do to much i mean i can handle mine but we ain’t got room for shit We get to a comfortable spot and this where all the big booty gurls are so you know me i’m in the function like
after while tho it started to get hot and less females so we dip out but we notice we missin’ someone so we like shit someone gone have to be the hero and go get his ass. We all end up going back in and stayin’. Like most over packed parties there comes a point when niggas start being niggas and wanting to fight. Just so happen that they wanted square up where we were at. Niggas start fighting and shit niggas gettin’ stabbed and what not. I’m like shit we can’t go out the way we came in cause it’s to crowed so i see a window and i’m like
I’m going out the window fuck it, but my home boy lookin at me like i’m crazy but you gotta get it by any means. we went to club but nothin’ eventful happen and then we ended up at Ihop. Saturday we just chilled didn’t do much and today i think a girl tryin’ to throw the box at me but i ain’t feelin’ her like that so i gotta see if i’ma g through with it.
College Stories #46?
This is something that I experienced the first week of college freshman year. You know how for some girls before college they’re really sheltered at home and they did not really get to do much. They have this inner freak demon that wants to get out but afraid to let it loose because they’re afraid of they peoples or what others think of them. so when they get to college they let out they inner hoe/ party girl or what have you and shit gets funny/crazy/weird/ratchet. Well that’s what this story is about. Me and my home boy I had just met from my dorm was coming back from the courts and he was like come with me to this room to get his hair cut. We get in there and its about 4 guys and 2 girls. On of the girls was skinny but the type of skinny that looks attactive, you know the type that probably got that ill na na and a chick who was tryin’ the amber rose look that every girl felt they could pull off for whatever reason. They ask me and my home boy if we were freshman and we were like yeah, they were like we are too then they continued to smoke their J. They ended up leaving 5 mins later. While the guy was cuttin’ my homeboys hair he was like sorry if my hand smell like pussy. the niggas were explaining how they had just tossed them around the apartment and they were talking bout who was going to get next. Keep in mind we have only been in school for about 3-4 days classes have not even started yet and they fuck the whole apartment. The skinny one has calmed down from what I hear but the other one got into some more fuck shit the 2nd semester I think she still slowly starting to chill out.
College Stories #45
Apparently it was fashion week where our little fashion troupe host various shit all week. I didn’t realize this until Thursday night *shruggs. They were having a party Friday so you know its been a tiresome week so i’m tryna turn up with my homies. We politic and come to the conclusion that we will hit up this fashion party. We get there and it’s in a hookah lounge which really spacious, I honestly didn’t know there was such a nice place here. Anyway you know i’m the function rollin’ you know riding da big bootys like
The my nigga Jerm was callin’ me out on my dougie like i wasn’t wit the shits. Now I traded my dougie in when I became the Harlem Shake Kang of Da Souf but I wasn’t going to let em show me up. So you know i’m hitting my shit the females feelin’ it and then when i get done i feel this tense pain in my side because i forgot to stretch before started. Then you know the Jamaican joints came on and I instantly turn into Dance Hall Nigga and i’m winning and shit with this big booty gurls. *Note Non jamican females are not wit the extreme dance hall shit. Also i don’t understand why niggas felt the need to take they shirt off every 5 mins and jump around close to me. It started to look like a keef video as soon as his songs were comin’ on. We ran into some trouble because my home boy was in there drunk violating girls and grabbin’ on the girls who aren’t hoes. Afterwards we were tryin’ to tell him that every girl isn’t a hoe and you just can be grabbing on them and shit like that, but he wasn’t hearing us so we dropped it. We leave the function and these girls who didn’t drive with us before hop in my car, i don’t care i just need to know they names before they ride with me. We start drivin’ and one of them call into question my driving skillz. One thing know how to do is drive whips my shit. I fuck with her and swerve and this hoe hits me! talkin’ about i’m speedin’ which honestly all i was goin’ is atleast 20 i just press on the gas hard and made my RPM’s go up. I got super heated and all most pulled over and made her walk back to campus. The one thing i don’t like is a female putting her hands on me. I cooled down tho and i was str8 even tho they kept talking bout my driving all night Just cause i’m skinny and my car is big don’t mean i can’t whip my shit.
College Stories #44 : RAOF
Freshman year hoes were in my dorm sucking dick for cookies, fucking cookies i shit you not. The End.
I’m just going to let you ponder on that fuckery.
College Stories #43: Weekend Events.
This actually seemed like a pretty long week, but i’ll chalk that up to me being productive for more than 2 consecutive days. Anyways in the last 3 days some interesting shit has happen.
- I went to walmart with my homeboys girl she was getting groceries i was getting cleaning shit to clean the apartment/suite cause you know the dirty nigga left it trashed. So its about 6-7 so the walmart lines are long. This nice lady was like you don’t have alot of stuff try and see if the jewelry people will let you check out i’ll hold your space just in case. They were not there so when we went back to the line this there was a lady who took our spot the nice lady said i was saving this spot for them. This hoe starts poppin’ off at the mouth talking about “i don’t buy that blah blah”, these lines are long, we having a meeting to go to and we’re going to be late. In my head i’m like if you’re so worried about long lines maybe you should have thought about that when you decided to spend the rest of your life in a place with one damn walmart that closes at 12, 5 mins ins’t going to make a difference and I hope you’re not going to a meeting dress like that. So i gave her the hoe it’s not a big deal and i ain’t got the mental capacity to put up with your fuckery look aka then she looked at me and said you know what just go.
- First Friday back which means there is multiple functions to go to. So you know me and the homies politic and figure out which one we going to. It was a pretty good function Girls was bustin’ it open, niggas was getting worked and i’m rolling through the crowd doing my thing. The one notable thing tho is there was this girl that i was dancing with and for whatever reason she thought it would be a good idea to turn around and jump in to my arms. Now when she did this my initial reaction was to drop this hoe but she was small and i’m tall so figured she would break something. 5 mins later i’m doing my thing dancing with this girl(She had the phatty) and i see the same chick try that shit with another nigga but apparently she tried the wrong one because she ended up on the floor.
- I took note of all the girls who had stank pussies and all the bad looking girls who are lesbians.
- I’ve mentioned before how there is nothing to do at my school but party so again me and the homies was politicing and decided to go to this kickback. we call up some girls to see if they were down to roll through with us cause we didn’t want the ratio to get out of wack. We get there and you know its a chill scene alot of the up north cats were there they drinking, playing games and listening to music it was str8. My future baby mama walks in and she looking right as all ways, but i ain’t going to get in to that. eventually i leave that spot and meet up with my soccer playing black Canadian friend and she was like you should come with us to our little get together. The soccer players consisting of mostly white and European kids know how to party, it makes for a pretty entertaining time. I get in the joint and there is like 5 black guys in there including me which if you take into account the fact that one of the nigga knew multiple taylor swift songs, one was twerking(I don’t think he was gay), one dressed exactly like the prep white boy that he was sitting next to and the other nigga who just looked like he was on some fuck shit, i was the only nigga in there. I was talking to my Canadian friend who i’ve low key have had a thing for a while. Some people from the last party walks in(The last party and this party are two different types of crowds btw) now have you ever seen the “what the fuck are this people doing, i ain’t wit this shit” look well thats the look the bad light skin shawty had the whole time. This also the same party where home girl was twerking in my face.
It was a wavy night but i also (Re)realized that i can hang out with almost any crowd that i want to and that i should get back to being a people person. I also had the apartment all to myself and got to play Nirvanna smells like teen spirit with no regrets.
College Stories #42: We ain’t shit The Come up Story
In a previous college story i explained about my roommate that was dirty as fuck and was the whole reason why our suite was always dirty and how he wasn’t coming back . Me and my home boy was like you think he left some stuff in there and i was like idk maybe man. He was like i can get in just get me a hanger and you know me i’m not above robbing niggas. We got in his room and took anything we could find from shoes to deodorant. I think it was well deserved seeing how he almost got us fined and was just a all around dirty nigga.
College Stories: #41 The fuck shit opening to spring semester.
This was the longest most boring winter break ever but on the bright side with not having a life it brought me closer to my tumblr, which is actually kinda sad once you think about it. I’ve been dreading coming back to school for a week now. Its a love hate type deal leaning more towards hate. While i want to be productive and not spend all day on tumblr and be a full introvert, i don’t wanna do it here. This spring semester has already started off with fuckery I got a $355 speeding ticket….. Let me tell you how the hell this happen. Instead of taking the interstate str8 to my school i take these back roads through a whole bunch of 5 sec towns. The speed limit is 55 aside from the towns and as you go through the towns the speed limit in the towns decrease by 5 starting at 45. Usually the police are only with in the towns and a little bit outside them. so i only speed when i’m clear of the towns. So you know i’m in the whip you know crusin, ridin’, chillin’ you know doing my thing bumpin’ that Styles P good times( I get High) i don’t smoke but thats my shit. I come around this curve and i see a cop so i slow down and i notice he starts to slow down and then he pulls to the side and lets me pass him. By this time i’m confused so he is tailgating me for like 10 secs and then throws his lights on and pulls me over. So i’m sitting here like wtf whatcha’ boy do? He walks up to my car, you know how they do all slow like you about whip the biscuit out and shoot em. He says to me i clocked you coming up be behind me at 80 mph. Now at this moment my face is like this
In my head i’m thinking how the hell did you clock me from behind you, nigga you can do that? Stop playing. I give him my info and what not and i’m sitting here like this nigga is going to give me a fat ass ticket man, he white so he ain’t going to cut me a break, this is going to be a big ass L. As i’m sitting there waiting for the cop everyone that i know like my roommate passes me( My drivers ed teacher was right everyone and your momma passes by when you get pulled over). He comes back and after asking me my life story and actin’ like he care slapps me with a fat $355 ticket. I thought of pleading my case that i can’t afford to pay this but then i realize that
- I’m from flroida.
- I drive a charger
- and i have my pull out touch screen radio out.
This nigga ain’t going buy that. So i Regretfully took the ticket and went on with my day. I hope this semester turns out good man i can’t take to much more fuck shit
If y’all love me man i got enough follwers if each of y’all just send me $1 i ca pay this shit. #HelpTrevorPayHisTicket2k13.
Remember the epic tale of the crazy bitch?(link) Well there is a new part in it for whatever reason this hoe decided she was going to take my alias and use it for herself. I have no idea what this mean, all I know is I’m creeped out. This doesn’t even make sense I only hit like Twice my bestfriend is the one who beat the pussy up. Why is it that all the girls who are crazy and I don’t like are obsessed with me.
College Stories #40:The Epic Tale of the crazy Bitch
Ok, First off if she makes twerking videos you should run away full speed, I made that mistake and now i’m telling you this story. I’m going to refer to her as “Crazy Bitch”. Crazy bitch is a girl from high school she was a freshman when i was a sophomore i never spoke to her because she was one of those scene kids and they kinda creeped me out so i never said anything to her. Fast Forward a couple years and its the summer that just passed i was home for the summer I was scrolling Through facebook and saw someone sharing a twerkn’ video and i looked at it and i was like hold on i know this chick, thats the little weird scene chick. I liked it the video and then 20 mins later i get a friend request from her i accept it and we get to talking or what not. So far she is pretty damn normal but going into this i wasn’t trying to wife her up or nothing all i really wanted to do was fuck. One day after work i go to hang out with her and during this i find out some of my old home boys have already hit, she is a low key hoe and she is not looking for a relationship so i’m like cool i don’t wanna date you anyway. the next time i hang out with her we have sex it was pretty good for the most part. I’ve gotten what i’ve wanted so i’m just trying to chill i’m to really trying to hang with her everyday and also my work schedule was crazy so between work and hanging with my friends i did not have time for her, not that i wanted to see her anyway. She starts to get a little crazy on me she is sending me pictures of her everyday, all day non nudes btw. She then starts accusing me of lying to her and not being at work; it gets the point where she is flipping out on me for no reason bi weekly like i can set it to a damn clock. I then tell myself i gotta give this chick up and its getting pretty close to the time for me to go back to school so i start distancing myself from her. During this time she starts blowing up my phones with text out of no where cussing me out, then apologizing, i ignore her. Its time for me to go back to school and i start noticing she is tweeting my best friend alot i don’t really care cause i don’t care about her, but this is where it gets crazy.
This Bitch was so mad at me that she thought the best way to get back at me was to fuck my best friend and she tried to do it on the low and didn’t expect my best friend to tell me about it but he did like the day it happen. So my friend continues to fuck her all the while she is still beefing with me and cussing me out every now and then, she still doesn’t know i know. My friend is just fucking her just to fuck her he don’t want anything else because he is about leave for the military he gets tired of the pussy and starts avoiding her. During this time i have put the game in and got back good with her and i’m trying to hit one last time when i get home in December. The crazy bitch then starts flipping out on my bestfriend because he is not talking to her and she is talking shit on twitter like calling him fat and a slob and shit, which he’s is none of that. My thing is how you going to talk shit after home boy then dicked you down numerous of times and skeeted you up and got videos and pictures of you, that does not sound like a person you wanna fuck with. Anyways if you going to talk shit be prepared to get shit talked back so thats what he did. Now she is calling asking me what is going on and i’m like idk that y’all (I’m lying). Later that Night she sends someone to his house to fight him and break out his windows. He calls me and i’m like hell nah, nigga you need to get that hoe back post them pictures and videos but this nigga got morals and shit. They come back and finish the vandalism so then my bestfriends peoples follow them the gas station( Why you would go to a gas station after committing a crime idk) and they watch the video at the gas station. They go her house to talk to her mom and what not she is on their side and she is telling the crazy bitch you need to confess or i’m going to get the police myself and she is begging her mom not to. Then this bitch tried to get my friends family to turn on me and shit saying how i was mad they were talking and what not but my homies brother was like nah she is what they call a homie hopper and my bestfriend explains that a hoe is not enough to come between us. And thats my story all i know about her is that she is on like lock down or something.
The moral of this story is if she makes twerking videos shes know good and you should run”.
College Stories #39 My Roommate
I have 3 roommates one lives on my side of the apartment the other two live on the other side. I’m going to talk about the one that lives on my side. So to start off this nigga is dirty AF,like its ridiculous out of the 4 of us he probably the least cleanest. This nigga was stank while he was taking a shower. This nigga also leaves trash everywhere. I came back from thanksgiving and their was moldy ravioli in the sink
For whatever reason this nigga still gets girls, how is beyond me. Now dude has been fucking some girl since yesterday and our walls are so thin that i hear EVERYTHING. This chick is different from the other one cause her moan is not the same. Now i’m not knocking him for gettin’ his, by all means i’m for him getting it how he lives. I just wish he would gag that hoe because ya boy be trying to got o sleep and she has the ugliest moan ever. He also doesn’t fuck the cleanest of girls cause even with my door closed the sent her pussy leaks in my room and it doesn’t smell to pleasant. Now when i get mine no body is usually here and she knows how to moan in a pillow. I’m really happy i don’t live in a 2 in 1 one room cause i can only imagine what thats like for some dudes.
College Stories #38: passing up easy pussy.
If i’m not feeling you i can’t have sex with you. Which brings me to a story. There is this girl that i met in my math class she is a freshman. She is short, thick, long hair, small c’s and brown skin pretty cute for the most part. Now the first day of class she was trying her hardest to start up a conversation with me and my home boy but we kinda ignored her. Fast forward to next week when we see her wearing this dress that shows how thick she is, so i take it upon myself to start talking to her. Llike a week go’s by and i asked her for her number on a friday after class. We talked randomly through out the weekend and she was telling me how she got drunk and fucked her roommate multiple times and other hoeish shit. she was suppose to come through but she flaked each time so after like the third time i wasn’t even worried about it. It’s now like Tuesday and i’m coming out of my old male dorm and i see her walking in so i’m like “look what we have here”and she replies “I’ll be over tonight” i just said “ok” and went about my day. She texted me later that night long story short she wanted to spend the night. she came over and i was about to start a movie so she watched a movie with me It’s like 2 A.M and i have a 9 O Clock class so i’m like about to go to sleep. In the mean time we’re talking and she basically giving me the vagfax like how she fucked a guy in the K building the other day. On the outside i’m like ok but in my head it looks like this
Getting ready to go to bed she says she colds so she takes in upon herself to go in my closet and take one of my shirts upon her doing this i said yeah that doesn’t need to leave my room (remember this it’s important). She gets in my bed and she is like i sleep in ,my underwear so i’m like ok cool. Now in my head i’m thinking to myself “how much of a hoe is she?”, ïs she just teasing or will she really let me fuck on the first night.” So I test it to see how far she will let me go and she basically let me go the whole way all i had to do was put it in. Prior to this my Grandfather who is a pastor called me and was telling me to treat the girls right and be a gentlemen and treat them how i would want my sisters and mother to be treated. ‘My penis and mind is now locked in a moral battle on wether or not to just fuck her like the hoe she is portraying herself to be or treat her like a women and wait; She was just laying there to like i was doing all the work so it got kinda boring so i wasn’t really feeling it and she wasn’t sucking dick. So i didn’t fuck her. I wake up the next morning to go to class she still there when i leave. while i’m in class i’m just thinking to myself i hope she is not there when i get back and my shit better still be there. Get back, she took my damn shirt. So next class i see her and we don’t really talk but i texted her after and she was like i’ll give you your shirt back friday. It’s saturday and is till have not got my damn shirt and my home boy was like i saw her today and she was wearing it. She is a nice girl but i don’t know man i wasn’t feeling her and she was to easy and like i said before, if i’m not feeling you i can’t fuck. I still want my shirt man.
College Stories #37: My lack of interest in functions
I go to a school in a small “City” in South Carolina called OrangeBurg or the Burg as some locals like to call it. There is not much to OrangeBurg the tallest building is a girls dorm on campus, which is like 14 or 16 floors some where in there. The Mall is small with nothing in it. There is really no means of entertainment here and coming from Jacksonville Florida and not being in a big city where i have something to do kinda sucks. During my freshman year i did not have my car so i was stuck on campus so really the only thing to do was go to functions which was at the time fun to me. I don’t even party when I’m home. Fast forward to Sophomore year which started like a month ago since then i’ve been to 3 or 4 functions each of which I have found myself less interested then the last. I’ll go dance with a girl or two and get bored and just stand there after while. Also there are to many niggas and not enough girls at the functions. I have just lost all interest in functions I mean girls shaking there is always a nice sight to see but gets old after while. So i’m probably going to stop going to functions unless they throw a really good one. I have my car so if i get bored i’ll probably go to Columbia and do something it’s only like 30 mins away. I’m not going to lie you see some funny/interesting shit in the functions
College Stories #36: Apartment Roommates
As I was doing my econ homework it occurred to me how i never see my roommates. Including me there are four people who stay in this apartment, Me, My homeboy mike from last year, a guy in the band and a another guy; I don’t even know the last two guys names. I see mike the most which is barely at all and the only reason i see him is because we have class together. We barely interact with each other as a whole, we pretty much just stay in our rooms. That being said tho the apartment stays clean since half them are never here or don’t come out the room. I’m pretty sure i’ve been in my apartment by myself all weekend. I bet you’re asking yourself how can you live together and never see each other? huh?
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