Ball State University and Indiana University!
IT MAKES SENSE
OH WAIT NO IT DOESN’T
OK, so I haven’t worn my in a really long time - probably a couple months. I have an ortho appointment tomorrow, so I tried my retainer on and it obviously doesn’t fit correctly. It’s not too bad (I don’t think), but like I said, it’s clear that it doesn’t fit. If I wear it from now until 3 p.m. (about 15 hours, counting brief breaks), will it at least appear to fit?
IDK It’s like… people are stuck there and have to survive if things get bad. You’re from an area that’s typically safe from natural disasters and you’re purposely going to a place where a state of emergency has been declared just for cool pictures on your shitty DSLR?
I hate to break it to you, but this is the nature of mainstream journalism.
This critique doesn’t make any sense to me.
Why would anyone not want significant events documented? I can understand criticizing some photojournalists’ shitty motivations (“THESE ~EDGY~ PHOTOS ARE GONNA MAKE ME ~FAMOUS~”) but making general anti-photojournalist statements is ridiculous.
Today I almost cried because of how poorly I’m doing in English and Pre-Cal.
No matter how much I try to keep that Mark Twain quote in mind, doing badly in school always makes me feel like a piece of shit.
At some point this school year, I am going to make a bento lunch for myself.
Also “bento lunch” is definitely redundant but fuck y’all.
I totally do not want to take a shower.
At school today:
“What? Who’s wearing a Lemuria shirt?!” *look up* “Ah fuck, it’s someone I already hate.”
“What? Who’s wearing Doc Marten’s?!” *look up* “Ah fuck, it’s someone I already hate.”
This is why the pro-life movement’s sudden concern for Black fetuses and it’s recent focus on the Black community is laughable, insulting, hypocritical, and downright racist.
After the Cult of The Fetus targeted me for sharing my story about the abortion I noticed that many of the same people attacking me for making the choice that saved my life didn’t give a damn about my two existing children. Apparently my actual responsibilities as a mother stop as soon as a child leaves my womb alive. Then again I have two sons & we all know the value placed on the lives of young black men.