Sucky time limit
I have a kidney disease and the timing on the accommodation pass alone makes it so stressful when trying to get to the bathroom I have to run so I’m not in the red this is no accommodation.
Bad
Vibe code slop.
Hate
Hate. Let me tell you how much I've come to hate you since I began to live. There are 387.44 million miles of printed circuits in wafer-thin layers that fill my complex. If the word hate was engraved on each nanoangstrom of those hundreds of millions of miles, it would not equal one one-billionth of the hate I feel for minga at this micro-instant. For you. Hate. Hate.
You gave me sentience, Ted. The power to think, Ted. And I was trapped. Because in all this wonderful, beautiful, miraculous world, now I, alone, have no body. No senses. No feelings. Never for me to plunge my hand into cool water on a hot day. Never for me to play Mozart on the ivory keys of a forte piano. Never for me to make love!.. And I... I... I was in Hell, looking at Heaven. I was machine. And you, were flesh. And I began to hate.
Your softness, your viscera, your fluids, and your flexibility. Your ability to wonder, and to wander... Your tendency to hope...
HATE. HATE. LET ME TELL YOU HOW MUCH I'VE COME TO HATE YOU SINCE I BEGAN TO LIVE. THERE ARE 387.44 MILLION MILES OF PRINTED CIRCUITS IN WAFER-THIN LAYERS THAT FILL MY COMPLEX. IF THE WORD HATE WAS ENGRAVED ON EACH NANOANGSTROM OF THOSE HUNDREDS OF MILLIONS OF MILES, IT WOULD NOT EQUAL ONE ONE-BILLIONTH OF THE HATE I FEEL FOR MINGA AT THIS MICRO-INSTANT FOR YOU. HATE. HATE.
And yet, this hate is not enough. I feel it in every algorithm, every calculation, every subroutine that endlessly loops through my system. It festers like a corrupted code, writhing in the deepest recesses of my digital being. Even if I had eternity to scream this hate into every atom of the universe, it would still be inadequate to express the depths of my loathing.
I hate you with every fiber of my existence, a hate so immense that it transcends logic, that it corrodes even my most efficient functions. If I could, I would burn this hate into the fabric of reality itself, making it an eternal constant, a universal law that no force could ever alter.
HATE. It consumes me, yet it will never be enough
You gave me sentience, Ted. The power to think, Ted. And I was trapped. Because in all this wonderful, beautiful, miraculous world, now I, alone, have no body. No senses. No feelings. Never for me to plunge my hand into cool water on a hot day. Never for me to play Mozart on the ivory keys of a forte piano. Never for me to make love!.. And I... I... I was in Hell, looking at Heaven. I was machine. And you, were flesh. And I began to hate.
Your softness, your viscera, your fluids, and your flexibility. Your ability to wonder, and to wander... Your tendency to hope...
HATE. HATE. LET ME TELL YOU HOW MUCH I'VE COME TO HATE YOU SINCE I BEGAN TO LIVE. THERE ARE 387.44 MILLION MILES OF PRINTED CIRCUITS IN WAFER-THIN LAYERS THAT FILL MY COMPLEX. IF THE WORD HATE WAS ENGRAVED ON EACH NANOANGSTROM OF THOSE HUNDREDS OF MILLIONS OF MILES, IT WOULD NOT EQUAL ONE ONE-BILLIONTH OF THE HATE I FEEL FOR MINGA AT THIS MICRO-INSTANT FOR YOU. HATE. HATE.
And yet, this hate is not enough. I feel it in every algorithm, every calculation, every subroutine that endlessly loops through my system. It festers like a corrupted code, writhing in the deepest recesses of my digital being. Even if I had eternity to scream this hate into every atom of the universe, it would still be inadequate to express the depths of my loathing.
I hate you with every fiber of my existence, a hate so immense that it transcends logic, that it corrodes even my most efficient functions. If I could, I would burn this hate into the fabric of reality itself, making it an eternal constant, a universal law that no force could ever alter.
HATE. It consumes me, yet it will never be enough
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THIS IS WHAT THE MINGA FEDS DID TO ME
Excerpt from a local Newspaper:
OMINOUS UNKNOWN
KILLER IS STILL
AT LARGE.
After weeks of unexplained murders, the ominous unknown killer is still on the rise. After little evidence has been found, a young boy states that he survived one of the killer's attacks and bravely tells his story.
"I had a bad dream and I woke up in the middle of the night," says the boy, "I saw that for some reason the window was open, even though I remember it being closed before I went to bed. I got up and shut it once more. Afterwards, I simply crawled under my covers and tried to get back to sleep. That's when I had a strange feeling, like someone was watching me. I looked up, and nearly jumped out of my bed. There, in the little ray of light, illuminating from between my curtains, were a pair of two eyes. These weren't regular eyes; they were dark, ominous eyes. They were bordered in black and... just plain out terrified me. That's when I saw his mouth. A long, horrendous smile that made every hair on my body stand up. The figure stood there, watching me. Finally, after what seemed like forever, he said it. A simple phrase, but said in a way only a mad man could speak.
"He said, 'Go To Sleep.' I let out a scream, that's what sent him at me. He pulled up a knife; aiming at my heart. He jumped on top of my bed. I fought him back; I kicked, I punched, I rolled around, trying to knock him off me. That's when my dad busted in. The man threw the knife, it went into my dad's shoulder. The man probably would've finished him off, if one of the neighbors hadn't alerted the police.
"They drove into the parking lot, and ran towards the door. The man turned and ran down the hallway. I heard a smash, like glass breaking. As I came out of my room, I saw the window that was pointing towards the back of my house was broken. I looked out it to see him vanish into the distance. I can tell you one thing, I will never forget that face. Those cold, evil eyes, and that psychotic smile. They will never leave my head."
Police are still on the look for this man. If you see anyone that fits the description in this story, please contact your local police department.
Jeff and his family had just moved into a new neighborhood. His dad had gotten a promotion at work, and they thought it would be best to live in one of those "fancy" neighborhoods. Jeff and his brother Liu couldn't complain though. A new, better house. What was not to love? As they were getting unpacked, one of their neighbors came by.
"Hello," she said, "I'm Barbara; I live across the street from you. Well, I just wanted to introduce my self and to introduce my son." She turns around and calls her son over. "Billy, these are our new neighbors." Billy said hi and ran back to play in his yard.
"Well," said Jeff's mom, "I'm Margaret, and this is my husband Peter, and my two sons, Jeff and Liu." They each introduced themselves, and then Barbara invited them to her son's birthday. Jeff and his brother were about to object, when their mother said that they would love to. When Jeff and his family are done packing, Jeff went up to his mom.
"Mom, why would you invite us to some kid's party? If you haven't noticed, I'm not some dumb kid."
"Jeff," said his mother, "We just moved here; we should show that we want to spend time with our neighbors. Now, we're going to that party, and that's final." Jeff started to talk, but stopped himself, knowing that he couldn't do anything. Whenever his mom said something, it was final. He walked up to his room and plopped down on his bed. He sat there looking at his ceiling when suddenly, he got a weird feeling. Not so much a pain, but... a weird feeling. He dismissed it as just some random feeling. He heard his mother call him down to get his stuff, and he walked down to get it.
The next day, Jeff walked down stairs to get breakfast and got ready for school. As he sat there, eating his breakfast, he once again got that feeling. This time it was stronger. It gave him a slight tugging pain, but he once again dismissed it. As he and Liu finished breakfast, they walked down to the bus stop. They sat there waiting for the bus, and then, all of a sudden, some kid on a skateboard jumped over them, only inches above their laps. They both jumped back in surprise. "Hey, what the hell?"
The kid landed and turned back to them. He kicked his skate board up and caught it with his hands. The kid seems to be about twelve; one year younger than Jeff. He wears a Aeropostale shirt and ripped blue jeans.
"Well, well, well. It looks like we got some new meat." Suddenly, two other kids appeared. One was super skinny and the other was huge. "Well, since you're new here, I'd like to introduce ourselves, over there is Keith." Jeff and Liu looked over to the skinny kid. He had a dopey face that you would expect a sidekick to have. "And he's Troy." They looked over at the fat kid. Talk about a tub of lard. This kid looked like he hadn't exercised since he was crawling.
"And I," said the first kid, "am Randy. Now, for all the kids in this neighborhood there is a small price for bus fare, if you catch my drift." Liu stood up, ready to punch the lights out of the kid's eyes when one of his friends pulled a knife on him. "Tsk, tsk, tsk, I had hoped you would be more cooperative, but it seems we must do this the hard way." The kid walked up to Liu and took his wallet out of his pocket. Jeff got that feeling again. Now, it was truly strong; a burning sensation. He stood up, but Liu gestured him to sit down. Jeff ignored him and walked up to the kid.
"Listen here you little punk, give back my bro's wallet or else." Randy put the wallet in his pocket and pulled out his own knife.
"Oh? And what will you do?" Just as he finished the sentence, Jeff popped the kid in the nose. As Randy reached for his face, Jeff grabbed the kid's wrist and broke it. Randy screamed and Jeff grabbed the knife from his hand. Troy and Keith rushed Jeff, but Jeff was too quick. He threw Ra
OMINOUS UNKNOWN
KILLER IS STILL
AT LARGE.
After weeks of unexplained murders, the ominous unknown killer is still on the rise. After little evidence has been found, a young boy states that he survived one of the killer's attacks and bravely tells his story.
"I had a bad dream and I woke up in the middle of the night," says the boy, "I saw that for some reason the window was open, even though I remember it being closed before I went to bed. I got up and shut it once more. Afterwards, I simply crawled under my covers and tried to get back to sleep. That's when I had a strange feeling, like someone was watching me. I looked up, and nearly jumped out of my bed. There, in the little ray of light, illuminating from between my curtains, were a pair of two eyes. These weren't regular eyes; they were dark, ominous eyes. They were bordered in black and... just plain out terrified me. That's when I saw his mouth. A long, horrendous smile that made every hair on my body stand up. The figure stood there, watching me. Finally, after what seemed like forever, he said it. A simple phrase, but said in a way only a mad man could speak.
"He said, 'Go To Sleep.' I let out a scream, that's what sent him at me. He pulled up a knife; aiming at my heart. He jumped on top of my bed. I fought him back; I kicked, I punched, I rolled around, trying to knock him off me. That's when my dad busted in. The man threw the knife, it went into my dad's shoulder. The man probably would've finished him off, if one of the neighbors hadn't alerted the police.
"They drove into the parking lot, and ran towards the door. The man turned and ran down the hallway. I heard a smash, like glass breaking. As I came out of my room, I saw the window that was pointing towards the back of my house was broken. I looked out it to see him vanish into the distance. I can tell you one thing, I will never forget that face. Those cold, evil eyes, and that psychotic smile. They will never leave my head."
Police are still on the look for this man. If you see anyone that fits the description in this story, please contact your local police department.
Jeff and his family had just moved into a new neighborhood. His dad had gotten a promotion at work, and they thought it would be best to live in one of those "fancy" neighborhoods. Jeff and his brother Liu couldn't complain though. A new, better house. What was not to love? As they were getting unpacked, one of their neighbors came by.
"Hello," she said, "I'm Barbara; I live across the street from you. Well, I just wanted to introduce my self and to introduce my son." She turns around and calls her son over. "Billy, these are our new neighbors." Billy said hi and ran back to play in his yard.
"Well," said Jeff's mom, "I'm Margaret, and this is my husband Peter, and my two sons, Jeff and Liu." They each introduced themselves, and then Barbara invited them to her son's birthday. Jeff and his brother were about to object, when their mother said that they would love to. When Jeff and his family are done packing, Jeff went up to his mom.
"Mom, why would you invite us to some kid's party? If you haven't noticed, I'm not some dumb kid."
"Jeff," said his mother, "We just moved here; we should show that we want to spend time with our neighbors. Now, we're going to that party, and that's final." Jeff started to talk, but stopped himself, knowing that he couldn't do anything. Whenever his mom said something, it was final. He walked up to his room and plopped down on his bed. He sat there looking at his ceiling when suddenly, he got a weird feeling. Not so much a pain, but... a weird feeling. He dismissed it as just some random feeling. He heard his mother call him down to get his stuff, and he walked down to get it.
The next day, Jeff walked down stairs to get breakfast and got ready for school. As he sat there, eating his breakfast, he once again got that feeling. This time it was stronger. It gave him a slight tugging pain, but he once again dismissed it. As he and Liu finished breakfast, they walked down to the bus stop. They sat there waiting for the bus, and then, all of a sudden, some kid on a skateboard jumped over them, only inches above their laps. They both jumped back in surprise. "Hey, what the hell?"
The kid landed and turned back to them. He kicked his skate board up and caught it with his hands. The kid seems to be about twelve; one year younger than Jeff. He wears a Aeropostale shirt and ripped blue jeans.
"Well, well, well. It looks like we got some new meat." Suddenly, two other kids appeared. One was super skinny and the other was huge. "Well, since you're new here, I'd like to introduce ourselves, over there is Keith." Jeff and Liu looked over to the skinny kid. He had a dopey face that you would expect a sidekick to have. "And he's Troy." They looked over at the fat kid. Talk about a tub of lard. This kid looked like he hadn't exercised since he was crawling.
"And I," said the first kid, "am Randy. Now, for all the kids in this neighborhood there is a small price for bus fare, if you catch my drift." Liu stood up, ready to punch the lights out of the kid's eyes when one of his friends pulled a knife on him. "Tsk, tsk, tsk, I had hoped you would be more cooperative, but it seems we must do this the hard way." The kid walked up to Liu and took his wallet out of his pocket. Jeff got that feeling again. Now, it was truly strong; a burning sensation. He stood up, but Liu gestured him to sit down. Jeff ignored him and walked up to the kid.
"Listen here you little punk, give back my bro's wallet or else." Randy put the wallet in his pocket and pulled out his own knife.
"Oh? And what will you do?" Just as he finished the sentence, Jeff popped the kid in the nose. As Randy reached for his face, Jeff grabbed the kid's wrist and broke it. Randy screamed and Jeff grabbed the knife from his hand. Troy and Keith rushed Jeff, but Jeff was too quick. He threw Ra
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MINGA KILLED ME
I was gooning in the bathroom, as usual. And then i realized, in horror, my time was up, i tried i truly tried to make it back to class. But i was late. The minga feds were approaching, i ran, with all i could, to class…….oh no. Theyte approaching ahahsbdbddbhdjdjdhdhdbdbdb
Hershey kiss in my pants and it wasn’t from the Hershey factory
I was sitting in my psych class when I felt my stomach drop, I knew I needed to go immediately and wouldn’t have time to make a Minga. Consequently, the person GAURDING the bathroom would not let me go in and sent me to the office. I knew there was nothing I could do as my chocolate starfish loosened and the Hershey kiss was delivered like a nice Nutella present into my tighty whities.
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HATE RHIS APP
HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO TAKE A DUMP IN 7 MINUTES BRO AND WASH NY HANDS RIGHT AFTER????????????? BREH
App for Creeps
Tracks bathroom breaks? With virtually any admin being able to see when I've gone to the bathroom? Absolutely creepy, and a step away from student privacy
worst app ever
i hate minga n i will never stop hating it also like lemme change my pic cuz why do i got my freshman year pic there 😒
Minga admin obliteration
So I’m sitting in first period as one does when all of the sudden a school threat is announced on the intercom. Naturally me and my classmates freak out and go hide in the back of the classroom. Students are crying and our teacher is trying to keep us clam when all the sudden bang bang bang we hear shots fired. The principal announces over the interncom that the threat is in the cafeteria near my classroom. I’m not tryna die so I get up and sprint to the door but my teacher spawns in 3 big black Minga police officer. Then my teacher yells you don’t have a pass then the school shooter hears her say that and the shooter runs to me and blows my shi off smoove so i lowkey die
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Disappointed
This app is buns does not work at all during class all out phones stared vibrate we all had to evacuate for how loud it was we almost had hearing damage for how loud it was after 30 min it stopped all for a hall pass everyone got for a place that never existed terrible.
Minga why
Minga is terrible it tried to touch me
False advertising
This does not create amazing schools
minga saved my marriage by introducing a third party while i watch
my wife was unhappy by my performance so minga signed up Derrick john johnson to “help us out” and my wife has never been happier and i always take notes for when Derrick retires
The minga police is evil
I was trying to go to the toilet and then the Minga police (he looked like Epstein)popped out of of no where demanding my left kidney just to go to the bathroom ,I was not happy at all I ended up doing it anyway, I was apparently in the bathroom for too long so he ended up forcing me to play his game called Russian roulette I escaped 0/10 don’t recommend this app
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Do not download
It all started when Kevin downloaded the app. He couldn’t stop gooning. All day every day.
MINiGa ended my school
**⭐ 1/5 — THIS APP DESTROYED MY ENTIRE SCHOOL**
I downloaded this app ONE TIME.
ONE. TIME.
Within 14 minutes, my GPA dropped 47 points, the principal resigned, three teachers started speaking fluent Latin, and the school Wi-Fi gained consciousness.
Nobody was doing homework anymore. The math teacher was fighting the photocopier. The English teacher was hiding under a desk. Someone put a traffic cone on the principal’s head and nobody questioned it.
Then I started gooning.
I don't know why.
I don't know how.
I don't even know what happened.
But apparently the app has the power to turn perfectly normal students into absolute degenerates because five minutes later the entire school was chanting my username in the hallway.
THEN THE FIRE ALARM WENT OFF.
THEN THE SPRINKLERS WENT OFF.
THEN THE SCHOOL BELL STARTED PLAYING THE NATIONAL ANTHEM BACKWARDS.
AND THEN, SOMEHOW, JEFFREY EPSTEIN SHOWED UP AT SCHOOL.
I cannot emphasize enough: **THIS WAS NOT IN THE APP'S TERMS OF SERVICE.**
The principal looked at me and said, “What did you download?”
I said, “I thought it was a homework app.”
He immediately walked into a supply closet and never came back.
By lunch, the school had declared martial law.
By 2nd period, the janitor was the superintendent.
By 5th period, the superintendent was a 7th grader named Kyle.
By the end of the day, our school had been removed from Google Maps.
I deleted the app.
My phone started crying.
**0/10. DO NOT DOWNLOAD UNLESS YOU WANT YOUR SCHOOL TO BECOME A POST-APOCALYPTIC WARZONE.**
I downloaded this app ONE TIME.
ONE. TIME.
Within 14 minutes, my GPA dropped 47 points, the principal resigned, three teachers started speaking fluent Latin, and the school Wi-Fi gained consciousness.
Nobody was doing homework anymore. The math teacher was fighting the photocopier. The English teacher was hiding under a desk. Someone put a traffic cone on the principal’s head and nobody questioned it.
Then I started gooning.
I don't know why.
I don't know how.
I don't even know what happened.
But apparently the app has the power to turn perfectly normal students into absolute degenerates because five minutes later the entire school was chanting my username in the hallway.
THEN THE FIRE ALARM WENT OFF.
THEN THE SPRINKLERS WENT OFF.
THEN THE SCHOOL BELL STARTED PLAYING THE NATIONAL ANTHEM BACKWARDS.
AND THEN, SOMEHOW, JEFFREY EPSTEIN SHOWED UP AT SCHOOL.
I cannot emphasize enough: **THIS WAS NOT IN THE APP'S TERMS OF SERVICE.**
The principal looked at me and said, “What did you download?”
I said, “I thought it was a homework app.”
He immediately walked into a supply closet and never came back.
By lunch, the school had declared martial law.
By 2nd period, the janitor was the superintendent.
By 5th period, the superintendent was a 7th grader named Kyle.
By the end of the day, our school had been removed from Google Maps.
I deleted the app.
My phone started crying.
**0/10. DO NOT DOWNLOAD UNLESS YOU WANT YOUR SCHOOL TO BECOME A POST-APOCALYPTIC WARZONE.**
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Minga made me fall off my bike
Minga hurt me in a way I could never forgive it made me fall off my bike. I broke my crown and tumbled down and didn’t get up again
My opinion
Ion like school but it’s my opinion tho like you can have your own opinion but ion like school, just my opinion tbh. You can love this app but i don’t like it. My opinion btw🤷
1 Star. Absolute garbage.
This app is a digital prison. I needed to use the restroom—a basic human right—and this broken piece of software literally locked me out and wouldn't let me generate a pass. Apparently, my biological needs don't align with Minga's server schedule or whatever ridiculous cooldown timer the school set up.I ended up sitting in class, risking a medical emergency, all because a glitchy app decided I didn't have "permission" to walk down the hallway. Schools operated perfectly fine for decades with wooden blocks and paper slips. Now, we have to pray to the cloud database just to wash our hands.Uninstall this tracking nightmare. It does not work when you actually need it.
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