awful : someone introducing you to something they’re clearly passionate about, but doing a terrible job of explaining it and leaving you lost and confused
even worse : realizing you’re the one doing it
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[Transcript:
One day my high school English teacher, Mrs. Noble, gave us a homework assignment: bring in eight lines of our favorite poem and read them in front of the class. Some of the kids moaned and groaned that they didn't have a favorite poem and it sounded "bor-ing." But I panicked. If I read a poem I loved, it would leave me vulnerable and exposed. And yet, to read eight lines I didn't care about felt like self-betrayal.
When it was my turn to read the next day, I brought my math book with me up to the front of the room. At the beginning of the semester I'd made a cover for the textbook out of a brown grocery bag and copied a poem by Poe across the inside flap.
I cleared my throat and looked at Mrs. Noble. She smiled and nodded at me. I read the first eight lines:
From childhood's hour I have not been
As others were—I have not seen
As others saw—I could not bring
My passions from a common spring.
From the same source I have not taken
My sorrow; I could not awaken
My heart to joy at the same tone;
And all I lov'd, I lov’d alone.
I tried to read the words in a flat sing-song tone without feeling, so none of the kids would understand what his poem meant to me, but their eyes were already glazed with boredom. I dropped my gaze and walked back to my seat. Mrs. Noble squeezed my arm as I passed, and when I looked up I saw she had tears in her eyes. The way she looked at me made me want to cry, too. It was as though she could really see me, and there was no criticism of me in her eyes.
/End]
Do they produce these people in a factory somewhere? Fucking hell.
weirdly when I used to work overnights at a McDonald it also ran primarily on the core traditions of Rum, Buggery and The Lash.
beastly reminder
Almost. Years ago my computer suddenly stopped working and lost everything on it. Fortunately a relatively recent backup still existed bc of my family, a recent parts switch, and dumb luck. But last year a friend of mine got hacked and lost close to everything he had done creatively in the last 17-ish years. Art. Novels in progress. Entire conlangs. DnD character Sheets. Music he had made. All gone. He never backed any of it up. Few months later I started this habit (or ritual, almost) of drawing a reminder beast any time I would make a full complete backup. In hopes that seeing these things might remind others and myself. (Another factor here is that I am an animator and some of the stuff on my computer took literal years to make. And the film university I go to urges us to take this stuff seriously, too.)
he is DETERMINED to cuddle with the kitty that doesn’t like him lmao
LITTLE MAN WAS SUCCESSFUL!!!
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ALTHe added, after a pause: “Remember this, my friends: there are no such things as bad plants or bad men. There are only bad cultivators.”
Les Misérables, Volume I / Book V / Chapter III, trans. Hapgood
am I finally free
YEAHHHHH ok. I need to post about this but uh. Tumblr has a very fun glitch! If you press R ONCE on the desktop ver of the site, it will reblog the focused post instantly, no tag editing or blog selection. it may accidentally post it a couple more times , but that's it.
however. if you fucking hold R? it'll reblog the post instantly too, but MULTIPLE TIMES INSTANTLY. like I hit post limit bc I thought it wasn't actually reblogging the post. I only held the r button for a solit 10 seconds for it to reblog that post 200+ TIMES. my big ass mistake
either use or abuse it is up to you, but I reported it to Tumblr bc holy fuck dude. that's too much instant power
Tumblr Support just said this is a feature, not a glitch.
holy SHIT
