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My student submitted the most disturbing “Living History” project I’ve ever seen 

By reddit user gretelcat

One of my least favorite parts about being a middle school history teacher is the bullshit “Living History” assignments we give at the end of every school year. Kids are supposed to sit with their grandparents and video tape, voice record, or transcribe their oldest memories for posterity (and for an easy way to bring up their GPA).

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my paranoia, being vague as fuck: something bad is going to happen

me: what?

paranoia: something…..

me: *is suddenly hyperaware of everything & everyone and prepares myself for death or danger at any moment*

Killua needs more hugs!!

a hornet just flew in through my window, stole a piece of chicken off my plate while i was paralyzed in fear, and then flew back out through the window. what the fuck

If somebody asks me what executive dysfunction is, I’m gonna point them to a web article or suchlike that explains it better than I can. 

If somebody asks me what executive dysfunctions feels like, though, I’d say that it’s like waiting for a video stream to buffer or for a web page to load. You could do so many other things, except you’ve only got a few minutes at most to wait, so most of them aren’t worth starting. So instead you read a few lines of an article or check out your tumblr dash or go get a glass of water. You fill time, because most people don’t like to stare at a loading bar for several minutes if they have other options. Sure, you’re doing things, but if anyone asked what you were up to you’d probably just say “waiting,” because you’re really just doing whatever you can to make the time go faster. 

Now just imagine that instead of doing this for a couple minutes, you’re stuck in this state for hours on end. You’re waiting for the thing to finish, but every time you check it’s still not done so you just keep waiting, breaking your day down into chunks too small to do anything with. You think about playing a game, but you don’t actually start it up. You get a drink, but you don’t make lunch. You open your word processor, but you don’t actually start writing. You’re stuck in a holding pattern, killing time minute by minute, and by the time you realize you don’t actually know what you’re waiting for, the day is already gone. 

It isn’t a matter of being lazy or undisciplined, or a case of making bad decisions. Executive dysfunction is a problem with the organ responsible for making decisions in the first place. When it stops working properly, stops being able to decide between doing this or doing that or doing nothing at all, you end up just going with what comes naturally. You fidget. You kill time. You wait, in expectation of a decision to wait no longer. It may be a long time coming. 
 

A Musician PSA: How playing my saxophone paralyzed my mouth

Hi! I’m Katie for those who don’t know me and I want to share to you all my story on how my Mouth Machine Broken from playing my instrument too hard. 
So, I’ve played alto saxophone for 10, going on 11 years now. Throughout my music career I’ve played in many ensembles, mostly in high school. Every single day I either had practice or I was practicing. I would always practice until my mouth was too tired to play anymore (we call it busting our chops here but you get the point). I also picked up trumpet whilst marching DCA in the 2016 season (shout out to my hurcs), so I was practicing hardcore all the time. 
So anyways, in this past February, I woke up one day with what looked like a bubble on the inside of my lower lip. I developed a “mucocele” or “mucous cyst” inside of my lip. They occur when a salivary gland in your mouth gets plugged up and it results in a collection of fluid in one duct. The common cause is from trauma to the mouth or excessive lip biting. Mine was caused by playing my instruments too hard to a point where I actually hurt myself. 
As a result, I needed to get it surgically removed. In early March I had the surgery, which resulted in my lip being swollen for a week and a half, and stitches that stayed in my lip for 2 weeks. The mucous cyst and all surrounding salivary glands in my mouth were removed. Throughout this entire time, of course, I was unable to play my instrument and I missed 2 performances. 
Due to the fact that my salivary glands had to be cut out of my lip, I suffered a lot of nerve damage in my lower lip. It took me 4 months to completely relearn how to play my saxophone, and its 6 months later now and I can’t play for longer than 45 minutes without losing control of my embouchure. My mouth is slowly regaining feeling, but it can take years to completely heal. I have been unable to buzz on a mouthpiece since then, and I still try to get a sound out of my trumpet often. 
So please, my dearest musician friends. Do not overplay if you don’t need to. Do not bite your lips when you are nervous or try not to out of habit. Take care of your precious faces, because it can permanently damage your music careers if you don’t. 

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When frustration comes over her she usually begins to cry, thank god her teacher is there to give her an excuse to get out of the room and just breath.