e-hallpass Reviews

by TheRealZonic

My name is Yoshikage Kira. I'm 33 years old. My house is in the northeast section of Morioh, where all the villas are, and I am not married. I work as an employee for the Kame Yu department stores, and I get home every day by 8 PM at the latest. I don't smoke, but I occasionally drink. I'm in bed by 11 PM, and make sure I get eight hours of sleep, no matter what. After having a glass of warm milk and doing about twenty minutes of stretches before going to bed, I usually have no problems sleeping until morning. Just like a baby, I wake up without any fatigue or stress in the morning. I was told there were no issues at my last check-up. I'm trying to explain that I'm a person who wishes to live a very quiet life. I take care not to trouble myself with any enemies, like winning and losing, that would cause me to lose sleep at night. That is how I deal with society, and I know that is what brings me happiness. Although, if I were to fight I wouldn't lose to anyone.

by Calamanoo

He replied in an instant, hiding behind his knit scarf and trying his best not to turn any redder than he already was. Yoongi pinched both of Jimin's cheeks.
"There it is! Aw, look at how red your cheeks are!" He cooed.
Jimin figured there was no point in playing coy anymore. His eyes darted all over Yoongi's face, from the pink lips to the twinkling eyes and that jawline. He lost his train of thought, feeling embarrassed, feeling annoyed and nervous. He was not used to being out of control of his emotions, not even when he was with Taehyung. The feeling was terrifying. Exhilarating.
For once in his life, Park Jimin, a man of calculation and precision and grace came undone. He wanted to yell. And his tongue obliged.
"Yeah, well -- well you're cuter!" It wasn't much, but it was something.
At the very least, it caught Yoongi off guard. It was evident enough; his face drained for a split second, then his brows furrowed as if he'd been attacked, "No, you are!"
Jimin stood up from the bench and closed The Diary of an Oxygen Thief pointing a threatening finger into his face.
"You're the cutest!"
Yoongi, although blushing heavily, refused to lose to Jimin. He stepped closer to him, so close that he was breathing plumes of warm vapor into his face and fogging up his glasses. And he looked into his eyes for a long time, until Jimin felt self-conscious and vulnerable. Jimin lost it.

by Bean Man.

One time not so long ago, a man needed some beans. Not your average beans. A magical bean that could make you fly, fly lighter than air. Not only did the teacher deny this request on e-hallpass, he ruined this poor mans life. You see, if this man was excused from class he could’ve met the magical bean man. The magical bean man lives in the bathroom walls, and feasts on the blood of the innocence. The man that couldn’t leave had a deal with the magical bean man. If the man bought one bean per day, his blood would be spared. So he requested to leave to go buy this bean, not knowing he would be denied. The man never got his bean and ended up losing all his blood. This man is me. I’ve been forced into being a vampire. And at what cost? The teacher denying me access to a seemingly normal bathroom experience. Please don’t use ehallpass. I know I sure don’t because I hadn’t heard of it until around 10 minutes ago.

by Meek Lion

In less than an hour, aircraft from here will join others from around the world, and you will be launching the largest aerial battle in the history of mankind... Mankind. That word should have new meaning for all of us today. We can't be consumed by our petty differences anymore. We will be united in our common interests. Perhaps it's fate that today is the Fourth of July, and you will once again be fighting for our freedom. Not from tyranny, oppression, or persecution… but from annihilation. We're fighting for our right to live. To exist. And should we win the day, the Fourth of July will no longer be known as an American holiday, but as the day when the world declared in one voice: We will not go quietly into the night! We will not vanish without a fight! We're going to live on! We're going to survive! Today we celebrate our Independence Day!

by Oidunn4

According to all known laws

of aviation,



there is no way a bee

should be able to fly.



Its wings are too small to get

its fat little body off the ground.



The bee, of course, flies anyway



because bees don't care

what humans think is impossible.



Yellow, black. Yellow, black.

Yellow, black. Yellow, black.



Ooh, black and yellow!

Let's shake it up a little.



Barry! Breakfast is ready!



Ooming!



Hang on a second.



Hello?



- Barry?

- Adam?



- Oan you believe this is happening?

- I can't. I'll pick you up.



Looking sharp.



Use the stairs. Your father

paid good money for those.



Sorry. I'm excited.



Here's the graduate.

We're very proud of you, son.



A perfect report card, all B's.



Very proud.



Ma! I got a thing going here.



- You got lint on your fuzz.

- Ow! That's me!



- Wave to us! We'll be in row 118,000.

- Bye!



Barry, I told you,

stop flying in the house!



- Hey, Adam.

- Hey, Barry.



- Is that fuzz gel?

- A little. Special day, graduation.



Never thought I'd make it.



Three days grade school,

three days high school.



Those were awkward.



Three days college. I'm glad I took

a day and hitchhiked around the hive.



You did come back different.



- Hi, Barry.

- Artie, growing a mustache? Loo

by TricksterBlade

Creator of ehallpass, I hold no ill will towards you. But something must be said about the administration that abuses their power and turns students into their little puppet show. You’re using an app to control when children use the restroom? That’s sickening. This isn’t a corporation. These aren’t minimum wage workers that you Neanderthals think anyone can order around. These are children. School is supposed to be a place that nurtures a love of learning. Instead, I’ve seen countless teens talk about how school makes them want to off themselves. Things like this are why. Seeing this, it makes me understand why a school shooter may do what they do. We’re hurting our teens.
No.
We’re killing our teens.
Administrators, you disgust me.

by Chile GV

Did you ever hear the tragedy of Darth Plagueis the Wise? I thought not. It’s not a story the Jedi would tell you. It's a Sith legend. Darth Plagueis was a Dark Lord of the Sith, so powerful and so wise he could use the Force to influence the midichlorians to create life... He had such a knowledge of the dark side that he could even keep the ones he cared about from dying. The dark side of the Force is a pathway to many abilities some consider to be unnatural. He became so powerful... the only thing he was afraid of was losing his power, which eventually, of course, he did. Unfortunately, he taught his apprentice everything he knew, then his apprentice killed him in his sleep. It's ironic he could save others from death, but not himself.

by Jimmy52377

Paragraphs are the building blocks of papers. Many students define paragraphs in terms of length: a paragraph is a group of at least five sentences, a paragraph is half a page long, etc. In reality, though, the unity and coherence of ideas among sentences is what constitutes a paragraph. A paragraph is defined as “a group of sentences or a single sentence that forms a unit” (Lunsford and Connors 116). Length and appearance do not determine whether a section in a paper is a paragraph. For instance, in some styles of writing, particularly journalistic styles, a paragraph can be just one sentence long. Ultimately, a paragraph is a sentence or group of sentences that support one main idea. In this handout, we will refer to this as the “controlling idea,” because it controls what happens in the rest of the paragraph.

by 295629

Did you ever hear the tragedy of Darth Plagueis The Wise? I thought not. It’s not a story the Jedi would tell you. It’s a Sith legend. Darth Plagueis was a Dark Lord of the Sith, so powerful and so wise he could use the Force to influence the midichlorians to create life… He had such a knowledge of the dark side that he could even keep the ones he cared about from dying. The dark side of the Force is a pathway to many abilities some consider to be unnatural. He became so powerful… the only thing he was afraid of was losing his power, which eventually, of course, he did. Unfortunately, he taught his apprentice everything he knew, then his apprentice killed him in his sleep. Ironic. He could save others from death, but not himself.

by Cndndgdhdkdkc

'Did you ever hear the Tragedy of Darth Plagueis the wise? I thought not. It's not a story the Jedi would tell you. It's a Sith legend. Darth Plagueis was a Dark Lord of the Sith, so powerful and so wise he could use the Force to influence the midichlorians to create life... He had such a knowledge of the dark side that he could even keep the ones he cared about from dying. The dark side of the Force is a pathway to many abilities some consider to be unnatural. He became so powerful... the only thing he was afraid of was losing his power, which eventually, of course, he did. Unfortunately, he taught his apprentice everything he knew, then his apprentice killed him in his sleep. It's ironic he could save others from death, but not himself.'

by Ploetzkrieg

Did you ever hear the tragedy of Darth Plagueis The Wise? I thought not. It's not a story the Jedi would tell you. It's a Sith legend. Darth Plagueis was a Dark Lord of the Sith, so powerful and so wise he could use the Force to influence the midichlorians to create life… He had such a knowledge of the dark side that he could even keep the ones he cared about from dying. The dark side of the Force is a pathway to many abilities some consider to be unnatural. He became so powerful… the only thing he was afraid of was losing his power, which eventually, of course, he did. Unfortunately, he taught his apprentice everything he knew, then his apprentice killed him in his sleep. Ironic. He could save others from death, but not himself.

by JetElk54

I thought not. It’s not a story the Jedi would tell you. It’s a Sith legend. Darth Plagueis was a Dark Lord of the Sith, so powerful and so wise he could use the force to influence the midichlorians to create life... He had such a knowledge of the dark side that he could even keep the ones he cared about from dying. The dark side of the force is a pathway to many abilities some consider to be unnatural. He vacate so powerful... the only thing he was afraid of was losing his power, which eventually, of course, he did. Unfortunately, he taught his apprentice everything he knew, then his apprentice killed him in his sleep. Ironic, he could save others from death, but not himself.

by TheFlamingLyon

What is my perfect crime? I break into Tiffany's at midnight. Do I go for the vault? No. I go for the chandelier. It's priceless. As I'm taking it down a woman catches me. She's Tiffany. I say no. We make love all night. In the morning cops come & I escape in one of their uniforms. I tell her to go to Mexico, but go to Canada. I don't trust her. Besides, I like the cold. Thirty years later I get a post card. I have a son, and he's the chief of police. This is where the story gets interesting. I tell Tiffany to meet me in Paris by the trocadaro. She's been waiting for me all these years. She's never taken another lover. I do not care. I don't show up. I go to Berlin. That's where I stashed the chandelier.

by Theguywhohatesthusgame

What is my perfect crime? I break into Tiffany’s at midnight. Do I go for the vault? No. I go for the chandelier. It’s priceless. As I’m taking it down a woman catches me. She’s Tiffany. I say no. We make love all night. In the morning cops come & I escape in one of their uniforms. I tell her to go to Mexico, but I go to Canada. I don’t trust her. Besides, I like the cold. Thirty years later I get a post card. I have a son, and he’s the chief of police. This is where the story gets interesting. I tell Tiffany to meet me in Paris by the trocadaro. She’s been waiting for me all these years. She’s never taken another lover. I don’t care. I don’t show up. I go to Berlin. That’s where I stashed the chandelier.

by Mike Coxlong 42069

The FitnessGram Pacer Test is a multistage aerobic capacity test that progressively gets more difficult as it continues. The 20 meter pacer test will begin in 30 seconds. Line up at the start. The running speed starts slowly but gets faster each minute after you hear this signal bodeboop. A single lap should be completed every time you hear this sound. ding Remember to run in a straight line and run as long as possible. The second time you fail to complete a lap before the sound, your test is over. The test will begin on the word start. On your mark. Get ready!… Start. ding