00:00In the middle of Doodland, right between the playground of reckless erasers and the cafeteria
00:04of questionable snacks, stood Doodland High School, a place where lockers slammed dramatically,
00:10bells rang too loud, and doodles learned some things, but mostly learned about themselves.
00:17The school building was old, covered in scribbles from generations of bored doodles who had passed
00:22through its halls. Every wall had drawings on it. Some were inspiring, some were confusing,
00:27some were just a single line that someone swore meant something. Every morning, the doors opened
00:33and the doodles poured in. There was Notebook, who took everything seriously and wrote down notes even
00:39when nothing important was happening. He highlighted sentences that didn't need highlighting and
00:44underlined words that weren't on the test. There was Marker, loud and confident, always leaving bold
00:51lines wherever he went. He acted like he had it all figured out, even though half the time his cap
00:57was missing and he was drying out emotionally. There was Pencil, quiet, thoughtful, always erasing
01:04and redrawing herself. She changed her mind constantly and worried she wasn't final enough
01:09to be taken seriously. There was Ruler, stiff, straight, obsessed with rules, schedules, and being
01:16exactly on time. He hated when things went crooked, which was always. There was Sticky Note, who stuck
01:24herself into every conversation, every group, every situation, terrified of being left behind. And there
01:30was Doodle, a half-drawn shape who sat in the back of the class and didn't quite know what he was yet.
01:36Circle? Character? Something else? He just knew he didn't feel finished. High school was loud. The hallways
01:45echoed with squeaks, scratches, clicks, and the sound of lockers opening too hard. Classes were chaotic.
01:51Art class turned into emotional expression. Math class caused existential crises. Science class
01:58involved experiments that definitely should not have moved on their own. Lunch was the most dramatic
02:03part of the day. The cafeteria was divided into invisible sections. The bright Doodles sat together,
02:10glowing and laughing loudly. The neat Doodles sat in straight lines, judging silently. The messy Doodles
02:16clumped together in a pile that constantly shifted, and the unfinished Doodles hovered at the edges,
02:22unsure where they belonged. Everyone pretended they knew who they were. Notebook pretended he wasn't
02:29stressed. Marker pretended he wasn't afraid of fading. Pencil pretended she wasn't unsure. Ruler pretended
02:36control meant happiness. Sticky Note pretended she was fine sticking anywhere. Doodle pretended he didn't
02:43notice how different everyone looked from him. Tests came and went. Grades were handed out. Some doodles
02:50shined. Some smudged. Some erased themselves too much trying to be perfect. One afternoon, the principal
02:56announced a big assignment. Create a project that shows who you really are. The school buzzed.
03:03Who you really are? That was terrifying. Notebook panicked and wrote ten outlines. Marker planned something
03:09bold and flashy. Pencil erased everything she drew. Ruler tried to measure identity with the ruler.
03:15Sticky Note stuck herself to everyone's project. Doodle stared at a blank page. Days passed. Pressure grew.
03:23Notebook stayed up late. Pages filled with notes, but no feeling. Marker drew big shapes that looked cool
03:30but felt empty. Pencil couldn't stop changing her work. Ruler broke his edge trying to stay straight.
03:36Sticky Note peeled herself off again and again losing stickiness. Doodle still hadn't drawn anything.
03:44The night before presentations, everything fell apart. Notebook ripped a page. Marker's ink skipped.
03:52Pencil erased herself thin. Ruler cracked slightly. Sticky Note fell off the desk. Doodle almost erased
03:59himself completely. They all sat there, exhausted, quiet. This is hard. Pencil whispered. I don't know
04:07who I am yet. Doodle admitted. Something shifted. Notebook sighed. Me neither. Marker nodded. I just act
04:15confident. Ruler whispered. I'm scared of bending. Sticky Note said softly, I just don't want to be alone.
04:24They realized something important. None of them were finished. So they did something unexpected.
04:30They worked together. Notebook shared ideas instead of rules. Marker added color to pencil's soft lines.
04:37Pencil allowed some mistakes to stay. Ruler bent just a little. Sticky Note stopped clinging and started
04:44contributing. Doodle began to take shape. Not perfect, but real. Presentation day arrived. Projects were
04:52different. Messier, softer, more honest. When it was Doodle's turn, he stepped forward. His project
04:58wasn't polished. It wasn't bold. It wasn't neat. It was unfinished. And that was the point. I don't
05:05know who I'll be yet, he said. But I'm trying. The room went quiet. Then someone clapped. Then another.
05:13It was my hair. Then everyone. The teachers smiled. The bell rang. High school continued.
05:20But something had changed. The Doodles stopped pretending they were done. They studied. They
05:25failed. They laughed. They grew. And in the halls of Doodland High School, among lockers and scribbles
05:32half-erased notes, the Doodles learned the most important lesson of all. High school isn't about
05:38being perfect. It's not being perfect. It's about becoming.
05:50It's not being perfect. The terror stands at award picked up for the dozen
05:53naires. Oh, you Blues would've been perfecter, but it's not being Giridaits.
05:54Oh, you let's do it. Oh, you feliz. Oh, you Liz asked. I really think that is
06:13going to make trouble. It's never very difficult. But it's easy. There was a bit to make time
09:20Just do it.
09:22What's up?
09:30That was mine.
09:36That was mine.
09:44That was mine.
09:46That was mine.
09:52That was mine.
09:58That was mine.
10:06That was mine.
10:14That was mine.
10:16That was mine.
10:18That was mine.
10:28That was mine.
10:30That was mine.
10:32That was mine.
10:40That was mine.
10:42That was mine.
10:44That was mine.
10:54That was mine.
10:56That was mine.
10:58That was mine.
11:08That was mine.
11:10That was mine.
11:12That was mine.
11:13That was mine.
11:14That was mine.
11:18That was mine.
11:20That was mine.
11:22That was mine.
11:26Doody Lamana Padi Gabang
11:33Pamuna Mama Doody Boland
11:36Doody, Doody is your fault
11:44Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh.
12:14Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh.
12:44Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh.
13:14Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh.
13:31Let's boot it!
14:01Let's boot it!
14:11Let's boot it!
14:26Goal!
14:27Oh
14:57Oh
14:59Oh
15:01Oh
15:03Oh
15:05Oh
15:07Oh
15:09Oh
15:11Oh
15:17Oh
15:19I'm sleeping
15:21Oh
15:23Oh
15:25Oh
15:27Oh
15:29Oh
15:31Oh
15:33Oh
15:35Oh
15:47Don't touch me
15:49Oh
15:51Oh
15:53Oh
15:55Oh
15:57Oh
15:59Oh
16:01Oh
16:03Oh
16:11What is that fun
16:13Oh
16:15Oh
16:17Oh
16:19Oh
16:21Oh
16:23Oh
16:27Oh
16:29Oh
16:31Oh
16:33Oh
16:35Oh
16:37Oh
16:39Oh
16:41Oh
16:43Oh
16:45Oh
16:47Oh
16:49Oh
16:51Oh
16:53Oh
16:55Oh
16:57Oh
16:59Oh
17:01Oh
17:03Oh
17:05Hey
17:06Oh
17:07Gritty boot
17:09Oh
17:11Oh
17:13Oh
17:15Oh
17:17Hey
17:19Put it back
17:21Hey! Put it back!
17:44Come on, dude!
17:48Copy, bud!
17:51Hey!
17:52Hey!
17:53Uh-uh!
17:54Where about the Cooper?
17:57There!
17:58Huh?
17:59Huh?
18:00Huh?
18:01Huh?
18:02Huh?
18:03Huh?
18:04Huh?
18:05Huh?
18:06Huh?
18:07Huh?
18:08Huh?
18:09Hmm?
18:10Oy, oy, oy!
18:11Hmm?
18:12Huh?
18:13Huh?
18:14Huh?
18:15Huh?
18:16Huh?
18:17Huh?
18:18Huh?
18:19Huh?
18:20Huh?
18:21Ah!
18:22Oh!
18:23Ah!
18:24Oh!
18:25Oh!
18:27Oh!
18:28Oh!
18:29Oh!
18:30Oh!
18:31Oh!
18:32Hey!
18:33Oh!
18:34Oh!
18:35Miu, please!
18:39But I'm so sorry!
19:05I'm so sorry!
19:17Good evening, dude!
19:35Oh, yes!
19:37Oh!
19:39Awak tiden zwei!
19:41Oh, wasn't it?
19:43Oh, nonμοΏ½οΏ½!
19:45Benji, w slave, we got the cat out!
19:47Samantha ν΄ Advν°ζ³ΠΡ
19:49Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz's
19:51Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz
19:53Γvzzzzzzzzzzzzz
19:56WWWW WALQU flighttip?
Comments