Uncool Stories

"what the fuck happens now, stan?" "i literally never have the answers, els, why do you think i've got them since syd blew brad's head off?!" sequel to uncool started - 5/6/20

Cynicism and high school:--)

a historical take on the life of onions

Ayyyy I've written a short lil' poem that actually rhymes AND makes sense this time

The happy story of a dog.

a peak behind the curtain into the life of satan.

A random story I have been writing for a while now and I only continued it because my (old) best friends inspisred me to.

Alienated, unknown, unrecognizable

A short bit of writing towards geeks and non-geeks alike, explaining who we are and and our stages of development, encouraging self-love and independence from the cruel, judgemental, and absurd idea of "cool".

"I love the sound of the rain. The feel. Even the taste. Most people find rain dreary, but when I hear the inviting pit pats on my roof, I know that happiness is right outside of my front door. Rain is my lullaby at night and my comfort in tough times. Rain is more than just weather, rain is my friend. Rain is the splish that lands on your forehead, that tells you "spring is here." Rain is the bouncing of water, but not just the bouncing. Rain is playing. Rain is jumping and leaping excitedly--and sometimes angrily. Rain is spilling onto my skylight right now, soothing me into a zen state of mind. Clearing my problems--diminishing them. Rain is the one that tells me "it's okay, I'm here." When rain is here, and it feels like lightning is striking me even though there is no lightning, rain makes the crack of thunder fade away. Rain makes me dance and sing and cry and every other possible thing I could do. Rain makes me contemplate, rain makes me romantic, rain makes me smile. Pit pat. The rain taps steadily on the skylight, slowly growing faster and faster. The sound evolving from a distant pitter patter to loud footsteps, now distinctly banging over and over, faster and faster, quicker and quicker. The rain is not just any of those things. The rain is me, and I am the rain."

Hey, so, just as a quick heads up: this isn't exactly a proper novel. It's a crossover thing of my own characters, along with some of my friends', so some things probably won't be understood. You're more than welcome to read it if you want, but that's up to you

How to be cool: 101. Are you uncool? Do you stick out? Well, this guide will introduce you to a whole world of cool, and soon your classmates will go from sneering at you to staring at you (in awe of you coolness)! (Warning: tips may or may not make you cool, in fact, they may make you uncool, but this is a very slim chance.)

As we all think Katniss Everdeen and the districts won the rebellion and the hunger games has ended...or did they. The hunger games didn't go on for the 76th year because Katniss was still alive. Katniss had now died because of Paylor who betrayed Katniss and the 78th hunger games will be hosted by Paylor. What will this years twists be? Who will go on? Find out by reading this I'm new at this so...❤️

“I honestly can't believe you're moving. How am I supposed to survive another four years of high school without you?” “Just don't think of it as me leaving. Think of it as me just going to another high school.” “When you say it like that it's even worse.” Adeena Karp's life was over before it even started. Her best friend was moving. She had just started high school as a freshman. Her parents-- especially her mother treats her like she's 6, her ex-best friend ditched her for the high school dance, and worse of all she has to eat near the dumpsters in high school; not by choice but by status. Apparently there's this lunch spot at her new high school called “The Quad,” and it's literally reserved for the cool kids. Leave it up to the first night of Summer, teen adolescent girls, a huge crush on a guy who doesn't even know you exist, & a list of insanely, crazed tasks. Let's just say that it'll be an unforgettable night. All rights reserved! © 2015 SincerelySpencer

This is just things I just randomly think about or somethin'

𝙝𝙚𝙡𝙥 𝙞𝙩'𝙨 ³:⁴⁶ 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙞 𝙘𝙖𝙣'𝙩 𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙙 𝙢𝙮 𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙤𝙩𝙤𝙣𝙞𝙣; 𝗺𝘆 𝘂𝗻𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘃𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝗮𝗹 𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗿𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝗲𝗱𝘂𝗰𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝗮𝗹 𝗺𝗲𝗺𝗲𝘀 (𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘆) ❝ 𝘪'𝘮 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘢𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘳𝘶𝘯𝘬 𝘪 𝘢𝘮 ❞ 𝖼𝗎𝗋𝗋𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗅𝗒 𝖻𝗈𝗉𝗉𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈 ~ ᵈᵒⁿ'ᵗ ᵗʰʳᵉᵃᵗᵉⁿ ᵐᵉ ʷⁱᵗʰ ᵃ ᵍᵒᵒᵈ ᵗⁱᵐᵉ: ᵖ!ᵃᵗᵈ 1:05 ───|────── 3:37 |◁ II ▷| ∞ ↺ ▁ ▂ ▃ ▄ ▅ ▆ █ 100 %