average achiever

between the lines

sometimes you don’t need words to be said out loud to hear them.
shallura, with pining. 

for @braincoins​ // rated t // link to ao3

notes: yeah, i know it’s been a while since i’ve written anything. i’m a bit rusty, forgive me. i hope you enjoy!


Sometime between waking up this morning to a demanding alarm and crashing into Allura while rushing around the hallway corner in order to get to whatever it was that he was late for, the sudden realization that he might like Allura dawned on him.

Like — like liked.

And oh what a terrible time to be found holding his chin in deep thought, especially now.

“You seem to be musing profoundly about something, Shiro.”

The sound of his name on her tongue catches him at the worst moment possible.

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Take care of yourself
and by that I mean
I’ve watched you run 8 miles straight
and eat 4 strawberries for breakfast
and half a slice of toast for lunch (with a teaspoon of jam)
and pride yourself for being healthy

Take care of yourself
and by that I mean
I’ve watched you use the phrase “nothing is impossible” as a weapon against yourself, a driving force to attain the unattainable

Take care of yourself
and by that I mean
you got that internship you wanted and the straight A’s you desired
and I know you want a round of applause but sadly I can’t join in
I watched you pop pill after pill and never smile and wear yourself sick just to achieve your goal
and denied it when I asked why the little space under your eyes were becoming black holes

Take care of yourself
AND BY THIS I MEAN
I sat and watched as you screamed in my face and got defensive when I said this
when I said “take care of yourself”
Because whatever chord those four words hit,
It hurt too much to bear
And you’d much rather be comfortable with being uncomfortable
and show everyone how wrong you think they are
Than admitting this all to yourself
And giving yourself a break

I hope you take care of yourself
Because you’ve turned yourself into a robot
Forced to oblige by numbers set by calories and pounds and inches and grade point averages and amounts of achievements and successes and wins
But can’t remember the last time you slept in
Or treated yourself to the warmth of those chocolate chip cookies made fresh and by hand
Or wrote an entry in your journal
Or had a deep soulful laugh
Or didn’t turn down a night out with the friends you had before they got tired of trying to reason with an empty being
Or even considered getting help (because you are human yet strive to be spotless like an unboxed doll)
but please
because I can’t force you, only hope for you
take care of yourself

—  n.c. “Take Care of Yourself”
Mortal Instruments Hogwarts AU: Ravenclaw

Magnus Bane, Raphael Santiago, Simon Lewis and Ragnor Fell

Ravenclaws personify intelligence, wit, curiosity and love of learning. We all know about Ravenclaw, so let me just go into depth about why I think these characters suit the House.

Magnus is one of the top students in Seventh year (but he’d never be a prefect, because he doesn’t quite behave). He is extremely knowledgeable and naturally talented when it comes to magic, and he always loves to expand his knowledge for the sake of it. This directly parallels how he’s a high warlock in the canon TMI Universe. And Magnus is witty. Fight me. 

Similarly, Ragnor, too, is a powerful warlock in canon, and therefore a very adept wizard in this AU.

Raphael is also extremely intelligent- but he’s one of those people that has no time for stupidity, close-mindedness or ignorance. In the Mortal Instruments- in Shadowhunters, even- we see his desire to lead the vampire clan (most likely because he believes he’s what’s best for it). This is why I’ve decided he’s Head Boy in this AU. Magnus, Ragnor and Raphael are in their Seventh year.

Simon is a very open-minded, creative person. He’s a free-thinker and has a very individualistic personality. We know that people like this tend to belong in Ravenclaw. He’s a muggle-born wizard, but he acclimatized to the wizarding world extremely well. He, too, is an above-average achiever in class (most classes. He doesn’t really enjoy Potions), but he isn’t a prefect. He does, however, harbor a lot of…feelings for the Head Boy. Simon is in his Sixth Year.

The actual AU fanfiction will hopefully be uploaded by the end of the week. You’ll be able to find it on my ao3 account~

anonymous asked:

Is there anything you want to change about your life?

I think I would just like to do better at school so that I knew opportunities were available to me, I always feel rather average with my educational achievement. however I’m pretty happy, I don’t desperately want to change anything

What Your College Application Decisions Won’t Tell You

This article appears in Huffington Post College. It was written by Patrick O’Connor.


With many colleges releasing early admissions decisions (MIT will drop their decisions on 12/13/14 at 15:16), seniors are creating more parallel universes than the Matrix movies combined. This “what if” game is so intense, it’s easy to think you’ll know all about your future life, once the college says yea, nay, or maybe.

And that is absolutely wrong.

Applying to college isn’t easy, especially when you’re still on two sports teams, taking demanding classes, and preparing for your last Winter Concert. But all the applications you completed, letters of recommendation you tracked down, and essays you wrote (by yourself—right?) are designed for one purpose only—to help a college decide if they should admit you. When it comes to other parts of your life, a college decision tells you absolutely nothing about [the following]:


Succeeding at that college.

Most colleges are receiving more applications than ever before—so many that they can’t say yes to every qualified student. If you hear from a college this week and they deny or defer you, it doesn’t mean they don’t want you; it means that, like a good restaurant, they have more people that want to partake than they have space. That has nothing to do with you.

If a college admits you this week, it means they think you *can* do the work—but nothing’s guaranteed. Getting in is time to celebrate, but not time to put your feet up; use the rest of high school to take your academic game to another level.


Your ability to have a happy life.

I could pull out data from studies showing where you go to college has nothing to do with average income, career achievement, or life satisfaction—but numbers just aren’t that comforting right now. Instead, think back to a time in life when you didn’t get something you really wanted. It was disappointing, it hurt, and for a while, you weren’t sure what you were going to do. You then found Plan B, and realized that the opportunities it brought were just as good—or better—than what you had hoped Plan A would bring. If a college tells you no this week, Plan B awaits.


Your value as a person.

This is the time of year when we believe, more than ever, that the right “stuff” will make us a complete person. When you see ads with people thrilled to get the latest smartphone, automatic vacuum cleaner, or big screen TV that’s larger than a school bus, you can’t help but wonder why we just don’t buy one for everybody, since that is clearly the key to world peace.

But stuff doesn’t do that—and neither does a college decision. A yes from a college does’t make you somebody; the work you put into earn that yes did that. A no from a college doesn’t make you nobody; that happens when you decide their denial is a character indictment, instead of an opportunity to build a great life at another school.

Either way, your worth isn’t waiting in an e-mail that’s going to drop on 12/13/14 at 15:16 o’clock. Your worth is within you, and it isn’t waiting for much of anything, other than your recognition of its existence.

Applying to college is a big deal, and there are a lot of people who love you for who you are. They hope it all works out for you when college decisions are announced. Whether it works out or not, they’ll still love you for who you are.

I’m really hoping one of those people is you.


You could measure how much money the Tooth Fairy leaves under the pillow, whether she leaves more cash for the first or last tooth, whether the payoff is greater if you leave the tooth in a plastic baggie versus wrapped in Kleenex. You can get all kinds of good data that is reproducible and statistically significant. Yes, you have learned something. But you haven’t learned what you think you’ve learned, because you haven’t bothered to establish whether the Tooth Fairy really exists.
— 

Harriet Hall, Tooth-Fairy Science

Important words for feminism and patriarchy theory (and other sociological nonsense haunting the academic fields).

You can measure all kinds of data of how women are oppressed and hated by men: less positions in politics, less average earnings, fewer civilisatory achievements - but if you do not check whether the hatred and oppression of women by men existed in the first place, whether it is a viable concept at all, it will not show you anything. It will, of course, reeinforce your conviction in your a priori assumptions.

…imagine university in Nightvale, though. End of term comes along, you’re waiting to hear how you did… 

The first grade comes in the form of your fridge floating four feet off the ground, you have passed Basic Psychology with a… you check inside to find two mouldy loaves of illegal bread you never an recall buying… this signifies you received a Credit overall.

Your second subject is confirmed as a solid Pass in Sociological Studies of Hooded Figures and their Habits, the very week after, when several wild creatures wearing the faces of your friends and family, break into your home at exactly 3:45am in the morning to leave strangely triangular bitemarks upon your extremities in varying patterns you later decipher for a grade.

Third of your courses this term is an eerie, all-encompassing silence that descends upon you when you are in the middle of a crowd. It suffocates and strangles, you look left and right but no one can see you, can feel your polite gouging of their clothing, as you try to render them aware of your presence enough to give aid. It is only when your left hand catches fire that you know you have decidedly passed Librarians & How To Defend Against Then 101. But, only moments later, your exact grade is confirmed as a couple of internet bloggers (walking out of an empty internet cafe, bleeding and be-hatcheted to the sound of triumphant newspaper editor warcries) immediately snap their heads your way before disappearing from all knowing, that you realise you have achieved a High Distinction. Congratulations, and maybe see about getting that hand extinguished.


Final of all your courses, ALL HAIL: An In-Depth Analysis On Surrendering Your Free Will In The Face Of Unrelenting Terror (Honours Class), leaves you anxious for several weeks. Lingering long nto the holidays, undecided…

And then… finally, the answer comes inexplicably as you cross the street to avoid looking at the dog park… and three children nearby on the playground, whose shapes immediately and permanently change to that of creatures from your deepest, darkest, council-sanctioned nightmares,  flip back gaping maws of razor sharp teeth. Mouths open wider than humanly or monsterly possible, wider and wider, oral talons on display to all the universe unabridged… that you know, with a curl of fear in your gut, the answer. 
A truth you would rather not know. 

And yet, it is only confirmed as they turn to face you, stretched-open mouths like loudspeakers as an ancient, demonic song rings forth from the depths of once tiny, frail chests… one that brings to mind the ancient days of bloodsports and the time of knives… 

And with the first few chords of Mmm Whatcha Say clawing through the air, you know you have failed… and are then exiled from this universe into The Void from whence you will never return. You conflict the harmonious time and space with an irregular academic achievement average… so now you must be branded a failure for all eternity…

Stay In School, Kids… 

STAY. IN. SCHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOL…

…and this has been, The Children’s Fun Science Facts Corner of the broadcast!

And now, the Weather…

Okay, I’ll be fair, when I first heard the new ghost busters were going to be women I was so sure they were going to be pinup rule 63 curvy supermodels

So, naturally I was absolutely ecstatic when I saw this image:

Why?
Simple, almost every female character in the history of forever, especially in the scifi/fantasy genre, has had to be society’s definition of beautiful.
Doctors, scientists, engineers, occupation doesn’t matter, if they’re in a science fiction/fantasy movie they always have to look like runway models in one way or another. And, hell, even female characters that are arguably well written have to be traditionally beautiful to earn any screen time or respect.

And yes, you can argue that it’s the same way with men in many films, but the list of movies staring average looking males who achieve incredible things without changing their physical appearance is considerably longer than any such list of women.

Heck, name one science fiction fantasy action film starring an average looking female.

Just one.


Honestly I think we need a movie out there that tells young girls they can be plain, and still be incredible. They can be simple, strange, goofy, or clumsy (and not in the ditzy/cute way), while also being capable of accomplishing amazing things.
You don’t have to fit society’s definition of beautiful to be worthwhile.

That’s why I want this movie to do well. That’s why I want this movie to turn out good so badly.
We need this. Young girls need this. This movie is important.

Americans Breathing Easier With Fewer Particulates In The Air

by Michael Keller

We may not have noticed it, but Americans are breathing a little easier thanks to a great story for the country’s air quality.

A Rice University study concludes that states are successfully reducing a harmful air pollutant called fine particulate matter less than 2.5 micrometers (PM2.5) in diameter, which can stay suspended in the atmosphere for weeks and has been linked to chronic and fatal diseases. 

In fact, the study found that state efforts have been so successful that most urban areas had already lowered PM2.5 to more stringent levels instituted in 2012 by the U.S. Environmental Protection Agency. The improvements are good enough to translate into Americans living slightly longer lives. 

“The trend across the country is that air quality is improving,” says Daniel Cohan, an atmospheric researcher and associate professor of environmental engineering. “Power plants are getting better at controlling emissions. There are more industrial controls to pollution. Cars are getting cleaner.”

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CBNC Skate Average Achiever Pt. II Promo

average achievement hunter makes 3 oppressive "jokes" factoid actually  just statistical error. average achievement hunter makes 1 oppressive jokes per video. Ray Narvaez Georg, who lives in cave & makes over 10,000 oppressive jokes each day, is an outlier adn should not have been counted

vox.com
Do white people want merit-based admissions policies? Depends on their competition.
Another example that meritocracy is a myth.
By Victoria M. Massie

an excerpt:

“Indeed, the degree to which white people emphasized merit for college admissions changed depending on the racial minority group, and whether they believed test scores alone would still give them an upper hand against a particular racial minority.

‘If grade point average is understood simply as an indicator of an individual’s work ethic or average academic achievement over a period of three or more years of high school coursework, the importance that grade point average should have as an admissions criteria should not vary based on the racial makeup or perceived group competition,’ Samson wrote.

As a result, the study suggests that the emphasis on merit has less to do with people of color’s abilities and more to do with how white people strategically manage threats to their position of power from nonwhite groups.”

anonymous asked:

Hi! Im a proud Hufflepuff and I've been one since the day I was sorted. We're know to be "unafraid of toil". I'm dyslexic. I feel like because of it I need to work very hard to achieve average grades, while my friends from other houses don't understand what's it's like to work hard and just achieve average. I feel like we Hufflepuffs r just so accepting and nice and hard working. And I know I'm not the only hard working in my house. Lol srry if this was a very message. House Pride!!⚫️💛⚫️💛