So a guy I know on facebook posted a status:
“Ugh I found out another one of my friends smokes weed. Ugggh.”
The following comments include people telling him how they want to find all the people who smoke weed and burn them in a giant bonfire.
Now let me get this straight.
These people don’t like weed that much that they want to BURN PEOPLE ALIVE.
I just had to comment on the status, which in turn started a huge facebook status war.
The comment was, “So you want to murder thousands of people by burning them alive because they do something you don’t like? Which is worse, weed, or you?”
Facebook fight!!!!! DING DING DING! I’m puttin’ on my boxing gloves.
UPDATE: They’ve started using ghetto speech! WHERE DID THIS COME FROM?
Some really cool steampunk Star Wars outfits!
Found them here: http://blogs.laweekly.com/arts/2010/04/steampunk_boba_fett_leia.php
I want to thank all of my beautiful followers for following me and being beautiful people. I love you all, my darlings!
My grade 4 teacher took my desk away because I would draw on it. I was to sit on the floor for months as my punishment. (Deserved or not, to an 8 year old this was really embarrassing.)
My grade 7 teacher went into my desk to go through my folder of (admittedly angsty) art without my permission, then went to my mother. Because of her I was forced to see the school psychiatrist regularly.
My grade 8 teacher told me art could never be a career and that I would end up without any worth, working somewhere trashy for my whole life.
My grade 9 teacher ripped up my entire art folder because I was drawing in class, after bawling in front of everyone she then chased me into the washroom to lecture me while I hid to cry in a stall.
My grade 10 teacher didn’t believe I had painted something by myself, she told me it was plagiarism and gave me zero. When it was in fact 100% mine.
This is just few of many.
Thirteen years have passed and I am ashamed to admit that any of this still affects me. These instances for which I am sure are insignificant to any of you shook my confidence, sucked the passion out of my only escape, and made me feel as if my hobby was wrong, worthless, and should be hidden; and for that I will never forgive them.
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i have this tick where my hands have to be constantly moving or i get really uncomfortable (it’s also why i do origami) so sometimes i’d doodle in my notebook and i can look at any old doodle and tell you what i was learning when i was drawing it becuase that’s how i concentrated
Reason why I don’t creative write as much as I used to anymore.
Had to do a diary piece from a character from Of Mice and Men.
100% mine, 100% emotional
Teacher said it was plagiarism.
Told me to write something completely unrelated - didn’t match up to what I had written.
No because you didn’t make me write an emotional piece.
I hate you for ripping my skills out like that you piece of shit.
I was told in 9th grade that I did not have the “mental capacity” required to be any good at writing.
I was 14, and writing was my life.
After years of teachers doing these sorts of things to me, I quit school. I’m a college drop out, because of shit like this.
I am now 21 years old and guess what?
I cannot write any more.
It is too emotional, too frightening for me to even make an attempt.
Thanks, school system.
Though this is a long post already, I wanted to add a couple things. I actually stopped drawing due to my principal in middle school taking a picture I had in my locker and ripping it to shreds because it was deemed “inappropriate” in her eyes. It was a crudely drawn picture of Inuyasha that I was proud of.
She alerted my mom when I blew a fuse. Suspended me and when I returned, they made sure I didn’t carry colored pencils or markers to doodle with.
In high school, a teacher told me that writing would never get me anywhere in life. When I finally got the balls to tell him off and tell him that “No matter what I do with my life, I’ll still get somewhere rather he’d like it or not.” He kicked me out of class and bombed me on every creative writing assignment we had in his class.
I stopped writing in high school… it was the only thing I had for an escape.
I’m twenty and roleplaying because I’m trying to get that creative streak back… but I can never get myself to draw like I used to.
All because I was told it was a worthless talent.
Congrats school system. See what you’ve done?
Who the fuck are these teachers!? I’m going to school to become a teacher and I could NEVER, I repeat, NEVER tell a child that art and writing is useless and that they don’t have the mental capacity to do well in it. The things that these teachers have done to these people is totally against what a teacher should actually be doing. Teachers need to support creativity, because it’s the creative ones that are going to change the world.
My grade 3 teacher told my mom I should be on Ritalin. My mom told her to fuck off and the teacher said, “without Ritalin she’s never going to accomplish anything in her life. She’s is too slow to get good grades.” Now that I’m in teachers college I am a straight A student and also have a degree in Fine Art from 3 years of art college.
Never listen to those negative comments. Do whatever the fuck you want.
Finally finished the Haytham Cosplay commission I was working on. The customer requested a used look and I really like the outcome.
Duuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuude Caro, this came out really really BEST
Danke Tinsch! ;A;
Also reblogging for morning people,
thank you for all the wonderful comments, I’m so glad you guys like it!;;
HOW DO PEOPLE. MAKE. THINGS.
Nathan Drake - Uncharted
I don’t know if I’ve posted this one yet. I’ve posted so many Nathan Drakes…
Update! It is starting to look a lot more like a hood the more I tweak it. Still a work in progress though.