them: hey so what gender are you me: oh actually i… i lost my gender in a terrible accident. its very hard for me to talk abt
them: hey so what gender are you me: ok so you know that feeling where u arent sure whether or not you’ve left the stove on? them: ….yeah? me: its that
them: hey so what gender are you
me: oh yeah gender was totally faked. nasa filmed it in a tv studio back in ‘69
them: hey so what gender are you
me: *throws my gender in the gutter* ya want it? go get it! *runs the other direction*
the truest ADHD ally of our time was my professor who during a field exam handed me a newt and told me to hold it and I was like “what do you want me to do with this” thinking it was for the test and he shrugged and said “it’s just to keep ya busy”
not to be cheesy but my wildlife professors who probably had little to no training specific to teaching students with learning & developmental disabilities still really understood how to teach those students and I have to believe it’s because they have dedicated their lives to understanding life and its value on even the most microscopic level and they’ve learned patience from studying the most still animals and the change in a prairie over time and the growth of trees and they really do go out to the woods to find peace and to share their passion with students and they’re the type of people who stop to listen before they speak
and certain things become clear to a person like that, the sort of person who has spent their life listening and learning and letting the world show them things they don’t know
so when they end up with a student with trouble staying still and being quite during tests, things like this are easy for them. he knew amphibians were my special interest. he knew I needed to be occupied. so he said “here’s a newt”
I wish every teacher were like those professors I was so lucky to have
idk it’s a common joke among wildlife professionals that they got into their work because they don’t like dealing with people but I’ve often found that doing what they do has made them some of the most empathetic, thoughtful people I’ve ever met
One of my favorite things about Destiny 2 is how everything just went to absolute shit the moment the Speaker died.
Like Osiris’ useless twink ass nearly gets the universe destroyed because he just has to spend fifteen minutes getting Starbucks while the Guardian fights Panoptes. Rasputin gets riled up and takes over every warsat in the system while Ana’s useless lesbian ass insists that he’s a good guy now. The Guardians are risking life and limb for some Cabal dude they met yesterday because he offered them a shiny new set of armor, Cayde was murdered by a Hot Topic employee and there’s some gamble guy is screaming shit like “EMBRACE THE DARKNESS.” at Guardians as they beat eachother up for loot. Zavala’s probably an alcoholic now.
This is what happens when you kill off the only mom friend.
Time's Vengeance 