once when i was little, i claimed it was a teacher’s work day so i wouldn’t have to go to school and mom’s not an idiot so of course it didn’t work, but when we got to the school, we found it was a teacher’s work day and that made me think i had super powers so i started trying to kill classmates with my mind to confirm the theory
You thought you had super powers so you immediately attempted to murder everyone
go big or go home
When I was in preschool there was this really weird system of time-out where they’d put you in this giant plastic bucket sort of like this one:
And the rule was you couldn’t leave the bucket for ten minutes.
In case you didn’t know, I was what the teachers referred to as a…
my cat licked my forehead and then tapped it with her paw i think i just got baptised
im laughign because apparently when i was born, my mom was just like “oh my water broke okay hold up lemme call the doctor” and she called the doctor and the doctor was like omg COME IN NOW YOUR HAVING A BABY and then my mom and dad were like yo ok be right there but then they stopped and had breakfast at an ihop for like two hours
my mom literally procrastinated on my birth so she could have a stack of god damn pancakes
color combos are fun.
why am i even going to art school
i’ve just learned it all here
why is it that some people manage to smoke weed and they just occasionally smoke weed and its not a big deal but some people have one joint and
Moose was mad that I left him for an hour to go to the gym. So he decided to join Team He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named.
In my art class, there are two tables. One of them is the bigger table that I sit at with most of the kids. One of them is a smaller table, an island away from the group. There is this kid who is in my class, and every day he sits at the island, away from everyone else. He doesn’t speak much, and his hair is grown long so it covers most of his face. He is two weeks ahead of everyone else. He struggles with reading, but he’s done all of his research and response to the questions required for the project. He did not one, but two, drawings for it. Now he’s working on the next project to meet a different art requirement.
Today he sat next to me at the big table. He asked me questions, and he had responses when I asked him. It was the best part of my day.
One of the problems with Braille is that it’s typically printed in specialist books aside from the copies created for sighted people, meaning that those with sight difficulties can’t borrow their friends’ books and need to seek out the bookstores and libraries that cater for them. In the past, we’ve seen projects such as Thailand’sMr. Light and Mr. Dark — which uses special typography to enable the blind and non-blind to read the same book. Now the FingerReader initiative from MIT provides visually impaired readers with a wearable ring that can scan written text and read it out loud. READ MORE…
this is cool
so this housewife decided to rewrite the harry potter series into christian books so that her kids wont be reading...
I probably shouldnt use my computer screen as a light table…. oh well
So far today I have paid my loans, bought tickets to see Cher in Boston, and spontaneously registered for an art history class that starts tomorrow....
- Anonymous said:If i could only follow one tumblr, it would be yours.
Wow, high praise. Thank you!
I remember in the 10th grade my friend telling me how scary the Blair With Project was so I watched it for the first time tonight and literally...
Getting a perm in a week because thats how I roll
As I took my mozzarella sticks out of the oven, I instinctively sang Ave Maria