Henry was here for Christmas.!!!


I guess with all the excitement (and me not really being active on this blog for a while I forgot to tell you guys that Henry was here for Christmas. IT WAS GREAT.! He was only here for about 10 days but I enjoyed every second with him. I had a bad cold though. stuffy nose, fever, constant coughing, sneezing, chills, the whole nine. He got some medicine and and soup and laid in bed with me all day though. So it was still nice. He checked my temperature and watched movies with me :) when I was feeling better we went out to eat a few times. (Bone fish Grill, Olive Garden, Osaka) it was a great visit :)

I am grade 12 student who has just recently graduated. You might call me accomplished, and in a way, I am, but not in the way you’d think. 12 years of pouring over text books and being lined up to be judged in front of my peers has not made me any more intelligent. I can tell you the first 45 digits of Pi and I can explain to you the difference between an acid and a base, I can recite the Pythagorean Theorem in my sleep, I will recite lines out of a textbook like they are a religion. But I cannot tell you the value of security, or of kindness. The distinct contrast between personal health and personal gain. I can tell you in grade 10 four of my classmates attempted to take their own lives before finals. I can tell you our counsellors office is always booked. I can tell you how when I didn’t understand something in AP Chemistry my teacher asked me to leave if I could not participate in his class. I merely asked him to explain a question. Instead of doing his job and teaching, he told me to leave. Told me I was not good enough to be there. Mistakes are viewed as failure in these hallways. A wrong answer is a sin you must atone to, not a human error, but a flaw so grand it defines your entire life course. There is no “average” here. We all must exceed expectations. Do your parents know that a grade that is considered average is a “C”? When I got a C in fourth grade my parents grounded me for a month. They said I was lazy and stupid and incompetent and that I’d better smarten up and stop fooling around. I never fooled around. I am driven by a deep need to impress others. I never fool around. I worked and worked and worked, with a deep hollow of anxiety in my chest. I have never been good at History, but I worked and worked and I attained at best a low B. It was not good enough. It is not said but we are expected to put our education before our personal health. It is not asked of us, but it is what we must do to achieve what we are asked to achieve. Our teachers will tell you, “Oh, I only give them one hour of homework each night.” Which is essentially true, each of my five teachers only gives me one to two hours of homework each night. Hmm, that adds up to 5-10 hours of homework, and overdue classwork, and projects. Say goodbye to sleep, say goodbye to feeling calm. I’ve developed a deep rooted anxiety disorder due to school and perfectionistic tendencies. Even when you get 100 percent on an assignment they still criticise you, it is never good enough. One slip, and you are in deep deep trouble. I can tell you that 90 percent of us try our hardest, and our teachers and parents stand in the sidelines, screaming, “You can do better than that!”

-Why I say our education system is flawed (via perfect-delusions)





The so-called “pro-life” movement’s philosophy.

One of the best political cartoons that I’ve seen. 

You know what pisses me off about this?  Really, REALLY pisses me off?  That’s George (H.W.) Bush holding that umbrella.  He was president 1981-1989.  Do you get that?  
It means that the right have not budged an inch on their ridiculous pro-foetus, anti-actual-persons position in THIRTY GODDAMN YEARS. We should not still be having this argument! Thirty year old political cartoons should be bafflingly opaque, not crystal clear!

^ Reblogging again for that comment.





Cheerios is like, “eat a bowl of cereal, haters!”

Their first-ever Super Bowl ad brings back the mixed race family they got so much racist shit for last May. Good on them.

Okay, not only is this adorable…But i’m REALLY happy that kid’s getting a puppy.

I love this commercial man. these niggas at cheerios brought the biracial family back, gave them another baby and a puppy during the superbowl and basically said ‘fuck all y’all’

Too bad it wasn’t BWWM


Confession #797: Being in a Military relationship is much harder then civilian with civilian. I do at time get mad when my friends complain about not seeing their men. Or when they take things for granted. I just find it so childish. But everyone has the right to miss the one they love. I guess I’m just in a way jealous that they get to see them more and do more things with them. But I wouldn’t change us for nothing because I love you and you’re worth it.
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