i'm supposed to be doing school

anonymous asked:

*not a confession* I'm sorry if i'm bothering you since this isn't a confession but may i ask you if you know if students that went back home for winter break were allowed to use magic? Thank you so much!

no! no underage magic outside of school! However, the trace is a very fallible thing so even though they weren’t /supposed/ to, anyone who lived with/around other magical people could use it without getting into trouble because they basically left it up to the adults in your life to keep you from doing it. The trace is used to track underage magic, but it actually tracks magic that happens NEAR an underaged person. So when Dobby used magic near Harry, who lived in a very non magical area, it registered it and they assumed he’d done it.  

however if you lived with the Weasleys, for example, it would be up to Arthur and Molly to keep you from doing it because everytime THEY use magic around their underage kids it would set off the Trace. And so it is effectively useless.

Like, I’m sure Lucius and Narcissa let Draco use magic all the time at home xDD but its a parental thing so. yeah.

The Outsiders as real quotes from people I go to school with...
  • Ponyboy: "when I stepped out, into the cold wind, from the odd warmth of the school... I had only two things in my mind. A jacket and a ride home."
  • Johnny: "please... don't... talk to me... ever..."
  • Dallas: "I'm not a tease, I'm a natural, sexual, flirt."
  • Two-bit: "after four years of this hell hole I finally know enough al-gee-braah to hit the poles."
  • Steve: "if you think I won't eat all five of these candy bars before lunch you're wrong."
  • Sodapop: "Fuck this," *slams school computer shut* "I'm pretty."
  • Darry: "I've been teaching for more than ten years and I'm pretty sure this is the weirdest request I've gotten."
  • Tim: "it's supposed to smell like smoke, not Cotten candy."
  • Angela: "if anyone ask, those aren't my nudes."
  • Curly: "no one gives a shit, the janitor caught me smoking weed in the bathroom, she just sprayed some Febreeze and walked out."
  • Cherry: "Yes, I'm a real ginger. Yes, I do steal souls." *points at freckle* "this one is yours."
  • Marcia: "I'm not a lesbian I just really like your boobs."
  • Bob: "That's my pube, give it back!"
  • Randy: "he might smell bad but he's pretty cool."

trans-riot  asked:

Ok as a tech/theater person I have important questions on your most recent Lance head canon: does he participate in pre-show traditions and does he come out eating on stage at he end (my stage manager came out eating an apple during several shows, once a sandwich)

This is a critical question and I’m glad you asked it

Personally when I was in high school, our pre-show tradition was making a satanic circle and praying to the ghost of our former tech director’s mother so she wouldn’t wreck the show (………yeah). 

Funny enough I think that Lance. Might have something similar? Not the satanic circle part, but we know that he and Keith believe in ghosts (they’re both really quick to accept that the castle is haunted) so consider this: Lance and Keith are the last two left during build one night. Coran’s wandered off… somewhere, maybe to check some lights or something. Lance and Keith are cleaning up and something happens, and they don’t really know what but the lights go out and Lance gets locked in a storage closet and Keith swears he was attacked and anyway the two of them walk away that night convinced their theatre’s haunted.

So lowkey before shows Lance starts like. Dropping by the supply closet and very nicely asking the ghosts to not wreck anything please and thank you. And Keith joins in and then it becomes a crew-wide thing and suddenly meeting up around the storage closet and talking to the ghosts is their main pre-show tradition.

Lance probably doesn’t come out on stage eating because Allura would straight up murder him (”no. food. in. my. theatre.”) and he doesn’t wanna die yet.

As for other weird shit, though, my high school also has this cow milker (we call it The Udders) and there’s a tradition where every show night one prop is swapped out for The Udders and the actor has to go on stage and keep acting like they’ve just got the normal prop (so like instead of a suitcase you’ve got this). I can totally see Pidge getting bored and swapping out a prop for something weird one night and then finding it so fucking funny that she just keeps doing it. It becomes a weird thing people look forward to.

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If you haven’t read this yet, you’re missing out on my new favourite AU

great comet characters as shit my classmates have said pt. 2
  • natasha: "i gave my boyfriend a stick of deodorant to celebrate our one month anniversary"
  • pierre: "gender is a social construct, time is a social construct and i don't want to exist anymore"
  • anatole: *holding a bottle full of an unknown green substance* "do you think it would be dangerous to use this as a face wash?"
  • dolokhov: "why the fuck is there eleven water bottles in your locker? i'm not kidding what the fuck"
  • marya: *trying to read while a group of kids are arguing loudly* "our father who art in heaven hallowed be thy name please give me the sweet release of death"
  • andrey: *after missing an entire week of school* "what the fuck am i doing here"
  • sonya: *after seeing someone throw a stuffed llama across the room* "do you think llamas have feelings?"
  • mary: "yeah my dad has some pretty funny nicknames for me. my personal favorite nickname is 'disappointment'"
  • hélène: *after angrily slamming a locker so hard that the lock breaks* "what class was i supposed to have now?"
  • balaga: "i just found a dried apricot slice in my sock"
  • bolkonsky: "i think i just forgot how to breathe for a minute there"
Now what?

I’m watching Rick Steves’ Europe: Paris (because I occasionally like to adult) and my 3 year old comes into the room.

Emma:  It’s the Eiffel Tower!  Where Hawkmoth lives with butterflies! *is RIVETED to the screen*

On one hand, yay for watching something educational that’s not a cartoon.  On the other…she’s waiting for Ladybug to show up.  

The Influence Jon Has on Sansa's Storyline

Ok, time for some rambling by me. Something that I’m beginning to notice a lot is the growing influence Jon is beginning to have on Sansa’s story while in Vale. It is only when she begins to accept and grow closer to her Northern roots that we begin to see this influence.

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The signs as things I've heard people say at school
  • Aries: hey if I died right now do you think I'd still have to do my exams in hell
  • Taurus: why? Was I not supposed to use hydrochloric acid? Oh... Then I have a confession make
  • Gemini: chemistry can kiss my fat ass
  • Cancer: I'm gonna die a virgin who can't drive, can't swim and can't apply the cosine rule
  • Leo: yeah so I said who cares? I'm like really over you, you can suck 10 dicks. But then he said good I'm gay anyways. How did I not see that coming? (Cries)
  • Virgo: (everyone was talking about chicken fillets and asked her if she used one) no I'm a vegetarian you idiot
  • Libra: (when asked what we should do to avoid having this test) maybe if we stay still he won't notice us and he'll think that nobody's here
  • Scorpio: I think murder in a science lab should be legal if you end up with a moronic partner
  • Sagittarius: Look all I know is I was blazing it and then it started blazing me and I had to take the bus home with my shirt half burned off. It looked cool though
  • Capricorn: if I finish all these biology notes in my next free period I think I'll have time to go home and watch every single Star Wars movie
  • Aquarius: it's a fucking conspiracy. How can every single science teacher that ever taught me since year 7 just leave school like that... Something's up
  • Pisces: (why weren't you paying attention)I was thinking about how Drake would say xylem

conchobarbarian  asked:

(either is fine) I'm graduating college in the spring and it's really overwhelming!!! there are a million things I'm supposed to be doing or have already done, but when I try to start looking at jobs or grad school I feel like I'm drowning & can't get anything done. is there any way to not get so paralyzingly stressed out about the future?

this was so long ago. you’re already in your new POST-GRADUATE life. i hope that you already know what i would have told you, which is: the future is going to come. it comes every day! and even though it’s scary and you can’t know what’s going to happen, like for example maybe you’ll just up and move to chicago even though you’ve literally never even been there, but that’s what life is. 

“the future” doesn’t come all at once. it comes slowly, day by day. there isn’t any arbitrary deadline where suddenly The Future Is Here And You Have To Make All Your Decisions At Once. so i think the thing that i do when i’m stressed is i just remind myself: make one decision. just one. the one that’s going to matter right now. decide what to eat for breakfast, and then decide what to eat for lunch, and then decide whether you want to go for a run in the afternoon, and then decide whether or not you’re going to send in an application for grad school when you get home. 

listen: you’re going to be fine. i know that school is safe and warm and familiar but the real world can be safe and warm and familiar, too. you’re going to do a great job at being a grown up. you already are. <3

lazyinternetsandwich  asked:

So, an angsty soulmate au with Oikawa with a quiet, fem!reader who's in same class as him. She had known that he was her soulmate, but didn't approach him because she thought he wouldn't like her cos he's so popular/ dates a lot of pretty girls.

Angst for The Grand Trash King coming right up, my dear.


You had never been a popular person and you preferred it that way. You would rather be left alone to you own devices than be constantly surrounded by people, like a certain flamboyant person you knew. “He really pisses me off.” Iwaizumi grumbled to you, annoyed at the sound of the squealing girls interrupting his lunch yet again.

You couldn’t help but nod in agreement to your friend’s statement, but you completely understood why all his fans acted that way. They all wanted him to be their soulmate so they had to constantly crowd the brunet to see if his eyes would change color. Some even went so far as to get a colored contact to match with one of his eye colors, but that strategy didn’t really work since their eye color wouldn’t change no matter what they did. And it would never change because you were his soulmate.

You had recently been flipping through a sports magazine your half-brother had left at home which featured Oikawa and it had an article with the setter’s eye colors. You were shocked when you saw the colors and immediately ran to the bathroom to check. You nearly dropped the magazine when you held it up to the mirror. It was an exact match. “No no no no no-this has got to be wrong, I can’t be his soulmate.” But the more you looked at the colors, the more apparent it became that they matched your own. There was no denying it. You were, in fact, the Oikawa Tooru’s soulmate. Most people, if they found out that their soulmate was someone so famous and good looking, would jump at the chance to tell them and immediately start a relationship. But you were the complete opposite.

You spent hours mulling over the situation, trying to figure out how to avoid the brunet setter, but the two of you shared many of the same classes. Luckily, you had somehow been able to avoid his attention for the majority of the years, but now that you knew, you could only hope that you could keep avoiding him. But even if Oikawa didn’t notice you, Iwaizumi would and you knew that he would be able to tell that something was off.

There was only one solution you could think of that would help in this situation. Colored contacts. The thing that everyone did to try and get his attention, you would do in order to stay away from him. It wasn’t that you hated Oikawa or held a grudge against him; you actually thought he was quite handsome; it was because you were scared. You were scared of what his fans would do to you if you ever did try to approach him, but what scared you the most was that he wouldn’t like you back. You had seen him with so many beautiful girls and you vastly paled in comparison to them. You were just shy girl with average looks, there was no way he would even give you the time of day to even get him to look at you, let alone confess.

Luckily, you remembered that your friend had wanted you to dress up to model for her and she had given you colored contacts for the shoot. Rifling through your drawers, you found the small blue and white case and opened it up to see the small pieces of colored material still there and in perfect condition. You carefully placed one of the contacts on the tip of your finger and gently placed the colored lens into your right eye, covering up the chocolate brown color and replacing it with a deep olive green. “There, he won’t be able to tell now.”

You still had this gnawing guilt in the pit of your stomach when you showed up to school the next day and you did your best to act normal, avoiding Oikawa like you usually did. But when you got to your class, you saw a handwritten note sitting there in the middle of your desk. Opening up the piece of parchment, you found beautifully written words asking you to come to the back of the gym at the end of school. Your heart was practically beating out of your chest and you hid the note away in you notebook. You were so distracted, you didn’t even notice a certain setter watching your every move.

Oikawa had always been subtly trying to catch your attention for the past year, but you had always slipped away at the last moment when his fans crowded him. One of his fans had showed him a picture of you and he immediately noticed the similarities in eye color. If his intuition was right, and you were actually his soulmate, he would be the happiest person on the planet. But when you finally met him at the back of the gym, his hopes and heart were completely shattered.

He thought it was you. He had always thought it was you. But you weren’t. Although you were incredibly shy and never really interacted with anyone except Iwaizumi, he was so incredibly infatuated with you. Whenever you were around, he constantly felt a mysterious pull to you, but when he looked into your eyes nothing happened. No change, not even a flicker of color. Even the hue of your other eye was a completely distinct coloration compared to his own. There was no denying it then.

You, on the other hand, saw something completely different. You saw his other eye change from a shade of (e/c) into that beautiful chocolate brown that you had grown so familiar to seeing in the mirror every day. You were his soulmate and he was yours. But Oikawa didn’t need to know that. He didn’t need you as a burden for the rest of his life. You knew it was unfair of you to not tell him, but you couldn’t bring yourself to tell him either. “Sorry Oikawa. I’m not your soulmate.“ 

"Yeah, I’m sorry for taking up your time.” An awkward silence fell between the two of you before you spoke up to break the tension. “You should get going before Iwaizumi-san hits you again.” The setter wanted to say something, anything to try and explain his feelings to you, but nothing came out when he opened his mouth to speak.

You smiled sadly at the brunet before turning around and walking away from the down-hearted setter. The longer he watched your retreating back, the more his heart ached. Why was that? You weren’t his soulmate. He saw it for himself; your eyes didn’t match his when he looked at you. So why did watching you leave hurt so damn much?

“_________.” The familiar baritone voice made you stop in your tracks and you looked up to see your half-brother waiting for you at the gate. Immediately, a smile broke across your face and you hurried your way over to him. You almost never saw the older male due to his dedication to volleyball, so seeing him here was a real treat. “Wakatoshi! What are you doing here?”

“It has been a while since I came home, so I decided to come see you.” As you walked away, hand in hand with his arch nemesis, the uncomfortable tightening sensation spread from his heart to his entire body. That was supposed to be him. He wanted to be the one holding your hand and walking you home from school, not him. He wanted to be the one to make you smile like you were now, not him. Even now, Ushijima had taken everything he had wanted away from him and there was nothing he could do about it except to try to ignore the gaping void in his heart.

If only he knew.

I don’t have a reason to get up in the morning. I don’t have a reason to go to school, or to try as hard as I do. I don’t have a single reason to not simply walk into traffic tomorrow and let it all be over with. I just keep living and working and trying, because that’s what I’m supposed to do. That’s what is expected of me.
—  Journal Entry; 8 March 2017

anonymous asked:

How do you deal with imperfections in your costumes? If I see a mistake or if something isn't quite right, it drives me crazy. I stress too much trying to make a costume perfect, but I'm not sure how to make myself relax and not sweat the small stuff. Any tips?

Think of every costume like it’s homework.  

Homework isn’t supposed to be a masterpiece. It’s STUDY. It’s completing tasks and projects in order to LEARN about the subject. We don’t do homework to impress our teachers or school, we do it to learn about the field of it’s content. 

Think of your cosplays like homework. Each one is a project to learning more about costuming, prop creation, painting, sewing, fabric and textiles, etc etc. If something starts to go south or doesn’t end up the way you want, it’s fine, because this is just homework for the next project. 

Which will be homework for the next cosplay, and the next and the next.

If you treat your costumes this way, as a stepping stone to the next one, eventually you’ll make a perfect one without realizing you did it. 

Because I guarantee you’ll look back at one of them and go “Wow damn, I was being hard on myself but I think that costume was pretty perfect.” 

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I’M SO SORRY!!!! this was supposed to be for kaisoo day but i had to draw a storyboard for school and anyway here you go!! Kaisoo off to the zoo~

Snape Appreciation Month Day 3: Head of Slytherin
  • Can you imagine how insufferable Severus was at the end of each year during his winning streak. Like he walks into the staff lounge and he transfigures his usual seat into a throne. I can just imagine how much he includes the House Cup win into every conversation.
  • Mcgonagall: So I'll be escorting Mary Mckinnon.
  • Severus: Oh escorting. Great idea. I was wondering whether to leave the Trophy here or take it with me. Thank you, Minerva.
  • Mcgonagall: This is why we're not friends.
  • Filch: Anyway, I found the body wedged between broomstricks. Can you ask Dumbledore to ask the Ministry if they want to have a look? I think this is something they’d care about but I’m not too sure. They don't let me out of the school
  • Severus: I'm not sure he has the time. He just handed me the House Cup for the fourth year in a row.
  • Filch: Ok but he can do something about the murder-
  • Severus: Yes I supposed I could say we have made a killing yet again.
  • Filch: Well the stench is driving Mrs Norris wild.
  • Severus: Our celebrations might have been a tad too wild, yes, but we cleaned up afterwards. That's why we're ahead of the other Houses. Discipline.
  • Filch: I supposed I'll throw it to the squid. Let it get a taste of human flesh. That'll teach those brats.
  • Dumbledore: Voldemort- stop flinching- could return at any moment, Severus. You need to be prepared.
  • Severus: Preparation. That's how Slytherin wins. Not cheating like Minerva swears. I swear that every year I beat her, she gets more and more ridiculous.
  • Dumbledore: ... anyway the fate of the-
  • Severus: Yes I know we're fated to excel but that doesn't make victory any less sweet.
  • Dumbledore: Severus one day I'm going to hit you with that Cup.
  • Severus: Don't do that or I'll quit.
  • Dumbledore: No you won't.
  • Severus: No, I won't.

anonymous asked:

hi!! i have a question, why do we cry when we're sad or happy? why our eyes produce tears in sad or happy situations?

Hi!! This is the biological process, but I’m not too sure about the actual purpose of crying and what evolutionary function it has…if anyone know pls tell me I’d be very interested

So in times of sadness or happiness, the emotional centre of your brain, the amygdala, is responsible for recognising it. It then relays these emotional signals to the hypothalamus. However, the hypothalamus can’t differentiate between emotions. All it knows is that it’s getting a strong neural signal from the amygdala,and that it must, in turn, activate the autonomic nervous system.

The autonomic nervous system is divided into two branches: the sympathetic nervous system and the parasympathetic nervous system. Put simply, our sympathetic nervous system increases alertness and our parasympathetic nervous system calms us down.

In this case, the parasympathetic nervous system is activated. The neurotransmitter acetylcholine is released, which binds to the receptors in your tear ducts. If the initial emotional signal was strong enough, this will result in tear production, making you cry.

  • [GOT7 is on the show today]
  • PD-nim: Where's Jackson?
  • Kevin: Doing stuff.
  • PD-nim: I don't like the sound of that. Where's Jimin?
  • Kevin: Trying to stop Jackson from doing the stuff.
  • PD-nim: Eric?
  • Kevin: Trying to stop Jimin from stopping Jackson from doing the stuff.
  • PD-nim: I see. And what are you doing here, Kevin?
  • Kevin: I'm supposed to stop you from stopping Eric from stopping Jimin from stopping Jackson from doing the stuff.