So today in psychology class, I wasn’t really paying attention and I was just doodling in my sketch book, but then my friend nudged me and I looked up at the screen and these pictures were there:
And I started laughing at my teacher yelled at me because I was laughing at a mental illness. Long story short, I got kicked out of class.
Thank you for suffering through this extremely embarrassing ordeal to bring us this story
Guys what if the reason Sam grew to be taller than Dean was because he was the one who got to eat while Dean had to sit by and starve so his little brother wouldn’t be hungry; therefore not getting enough nourishment to grow. He’s still tall as fuck though.
SLOW DOWN THERE SATAN
No who’s bringing this back? Why is this getting notes again. Stop.
let’s make this a popular text post
a list of people that need to stop ruining my life:
- misha collins
- benedict cumberbatch
- jensen ackles
- misha collins
- jared padalecki
- jake abel
- misha collins
- martin freeman
- jonny lee miller
- misha collins
I think you forgot misha collins and hes definitely a life ruiner okay
oh shit, youre right
add misha collins to my list
do you ever have that one follower who you always see in your notes and every time you see them you’re just like ‘hey there lil buddy, keep on doin your thing’
the optician asked me how many hours i spend on my laptop yesterday and i really quietly said “10-14” and she said “pardon?” 4 times
You know what I love about Castiel? If anybody can have the “big picture”, it’s a time-and-space traveling, millenia old being- and while that usually leads to the kind of detachment we saw in Metatron, or the weariness and bitterness that we saw in Gabriel and Balthazar- Castiel is the one who loves the small things- the kite flying in the blue sky, the monkeys that are so clever that they leave the skins on the bananas they eat, the children playing in the park, the philosophical underpinning of a cartoon, the taste of coffee.
It’s a visual representation of entering a fandom.
Today I was stopped in the hallway on my way to class by one of the security guards. She wouldn’t let me go to class and forced me to walk across the school to the main office to have my mom, who by the way was on her way to work, bring me “real pants” because the way I dressed was “sexually provocative.” Because of this I was ten minutes late to class, and after five minutes of actually being in class I was taken back out to be talked to again by the security guard and given my “real pants.”
These shorts are mid-thigh, and I am wearing opaque black tights. Other than my hands and my face, I had no skin showing whatsoever. So tell me, how is this being “sexually provocative?” (reminder: this is a typical american public high school, not a private or religious-oriented school)
The security guard ridiculed me, saying that what I was wearing was inappropriate. I told her that everyday, other girls walk around in skin-tight yoga pants, some even with their thongs clearly showing, and shirts that are see-through. “This is not bad clothing.” I had told her. This security guard plays favorites with the girls on who she does call out and doesn’t call out. On game days, the cheerleaders decide to wear their skirts that barely cover their butts and she doesn’t cal them out at all. She also openly said to my mom “I don’t look at what the boys are wearing, only the girls.”
When my mom came in to bring me the pants, she had a long talk with the security guard. She told my mom that I should know that there is a dress code, and that I should follow it. My mom told her “Maybe there shouldn’t be a dress code if it isn’t monitored consistently. This is double-standards.”
My mom also told her “The only distraction from class that is going on is you are pulling my daughter out of class and keeping her from learning.”
I had to walk up to this security guard to get my long pants, since she was talking to my mom, and my mom said to me sarcastically: “It appears that you are being sexually provocative, darling.”
“Oh yes mama, all the boys are just popping boners everywhere!” I pretended to swoon. We both left, my mom calling back to the security guard: “I didn’t need this today, you know. I need to get to work and I haven’t even showered yet. Good Job.”
The whole ordeal was ridiculous. Girls shouldn’t be ridiculed for wearing shorts. Even so, I was wearing thick tights that you couldn’t see through–much better than just wearing yoga pants. There is no way that what I was wearing could even be considered “sexually provocative.” Plus, anything the boys wear is completely fine in the eyes of the security guard, it’s only what the girls are wearing that are “inappropriate.” Even yoga pants where you can see the thong through it don’t “disrupt class” because nobody cares enough about what a student wears and does not wear, only the security guards.
tl;dr, dress codes are counterproductive and the enforcers cause more disruption for a student’s learning than shorts do.
♬ my sweater tights and mid thigh shorts bring all the boys to the yard ♪
Reminds me of the time this girl in my class who was wearing shorts that went almost to her knees asked to use the restroom, took forever, and came back wearing different pants. She said she got stopped in the hall because her shorts were inappropriate so she changed into her sweatpants for PE. Even our teacher was like “What?” I guess her knees were just really provocative.