today i am binging on streetlight manifesto and making a poopload of lesson plans i actually hate this

angelclark:

5-Year-Old With Autism Paints Stunning Masterpieces 

utism is a poorly-understood neurological disorder that can impair an individual’s ability to engage in various social interactions. But little 5-year-old Iris Grace in the UK is an excellent example of the unexpected gifts that autism can also grant – her exceptional focus and attention to detail have helped her create incredibly beautiful paintings that many of her fans (and buyers) have likened to Monet’s works.

Little Iris is slowly learning to speak, whereas most children have already begun to speak at least a few words by age 2. Along with speech therapy, her parents gradually introduced her to painting, which is when they discovered her amazing talent.

“We have been encouraging Iris to paint to help with speech therapy, joint attention and turn taking,” her mother, Arabella Carter-Johnson, explains on her website. “Then we realised that she is actually really talented and has an incredible concentration span of around 2 hours each time she paints. Her autism has created a style of painting which I have never seen in a child of her age, she has an understanding of colours and how they interact with each other.”

(via theambears)

theunendingstories:

brbjellyfishing:

babe can i show you my d*ck 

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Nothing I expected but everything I wanted

(via squarter)

i met a girl last night with the most hauntingly gorgeous eyes i have ever seen

(Source: omniferous-one, via yugichrist)

i havent eaten dinner in 3 days

skype calls

  • : what
  • : what
  • : huh
  • : what
  • : you froze
  • : ok you're good
  • : no i couldn't hear you
  • : you were breaking up
  • : what

I remember what it feels like to cry. The heart gets heavy, the shoulders stiffen, the face twitches ever so slightly. I feel it all now but the tears are not there.

I seriously don’t think I can do this at all. But I told myself I would go through with this, until they terminate me on their end. This is the most stressed I have ever been. After going through all this, I have to say that anyone who disrespects teachers deserve to eat shit.

Now I am going to chain some cigarettes until my nerves calm so I can finish these lesson plans for a classroom of students who don’t know how much effort I’m putting in. Not that I blame them for anything, I didn’t care that much either when I was in school.

My main cooperating teacher is pretty scary to be honest. She’s always pointing out the things I do wrong. I know that’s kind of what they’re supposed to do, but the way she does it makes me feel so inadequate.

My secondary cooperating teacher is like a fuckin’ mom and I love the hell out of her I just want to hug her she’s so cute in a mom way. I don’t think that’s appropriate though.

yugichrist:

imagine how fucked the world would be if the words “shit” and “cum” switched meanings for just a day