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what if medusa was a real woman. i mean: what if the woman with snakes in her hair was once a tiny girl with beautiful braids in her black hair.

what if the stories came from her smooth hands. when she was six she could make pottery that looked like flowers blooming in your palms. could carefully create replicas of any plant she saw.

and medusa was smart. ran from home, tucked up her hair so it looked short, made herself into a little boy. besides, they liked pretty boys. medusa at school with top grades, sending her unknowable stares at the other men. because the whole time she’s learning the planes of their faces, the way they look while they’re thinking, the slight twist of their hand that meant they were lying. 

medusa going home to sketch every little figure. comes to school in the morning with her hands caked in pottery clay. medusa learns. scrubs dirt on her face to mimic their planes. tilts her head the right way when she’s thinking. doesn’t twist her hand when she’s lying.

in her back yard, a little garden grows. statues of ceramic boys only three feet tall. at first, she can’t quite get the faces right. men are not the same as plants. there is something weird about the proportions she uses. medusa frowns.

she starts making animals instead for a bit, annoyed and disheartened. she’d always just been naturally good at it, and the fact she couldn’t just make something felt as if she’d lost her gift.

she makes cats and dogs and her neighbor’s birds and keeps going.

the snake wasn’t her favorite. he just wouldn’t leave her alone, so she gave up and let him sleep on her in the cold nights. besides, he was a small garden snake, couldn’t even bite her hard, just wanted a place of warmth. she let him rest on the angles of her shoulders, right near her neck, even if he sometimes forgot and held her too hard. that was okay. when she was little, she forgot too, sometimes, and shattered the slim walls of her pottery. the snake had a lot of growing up to do.

she loved no one. not because she was cold-hearted. just because it wasn’t something she wanted. she was busy with her artwork.

she chose an apprenticeship under a master craftsman. his sculptures made her breath stop. she was careful in the workshop, kept her things simple, kept her mouth shut. he called her stupid often. she would duck her head. sometimes she would make mistakes on purpose. all the while he only made sculptures of men. said there was no beauty in women. often made savage remarks about those they saw in the market.

and all the while, she watched him. she watched him and she went home and sketched. this is how his hands were when he made a vine. this is how they were when shaping a nose.

and her back yard garden would grow. little boys became her master, over and over and over, until she could get his jaw right. ceramic became sculpture.

he was who took her to athena’s temple. who shouted at her about how beautiful the statues were against her own. every week he’d come back and shame her. asked how the women there were smarter than the man she was supposed to be. medusa ducked her head and grit her teeth.

in her back yard, she made them. she made every god and goddess she’d seen in the city. her favorite was athena. she ached over her features. had spent so long in the world of men, was blinded by the beauty of women.

it was a black night. and medusa thought her master had left the temple before her. she loosened all the bindings that kept her from breathing. took her hair out. worshiped in peace. placed on athena’s alter a small and beautiful thing. the goddess, head tilted, thinking.

when he found medusa, what made him angry was not her small frame. it was the statute. a delicate thing. much better than the ones he had ever made.

he took it and snapped it in half. threw it deep in the temple’s well to rot. pulled her by her hair. demanded to know where it had come from.

medusa, angry, tired of hiding, tired of late nights and being a boy and pretending: medusa, athena-mad, spat on him. “I did it,” her voice is strong and full of hatred, “A woman made something better than a man could.”

He meant to kill her. To bash her head into the temple steps, claim it was an accident - or better yet, the spite of a god made flesh.

when he grabs her hair, the goddess bites back. athena, patron of creators, patron of the arts, patron of girls and those who are smart - she turns medusa’s hair into snakes. 

it is a quick little thing, darts out and draws blood, almost falls from her hair as a result. she catches the creature and runs, runs until she feels numb.

and what if - while her master is making up a story about poseidon and athena’s rage, explaining medusa’s back yard full of frozen men as being evidence of her evilness - what if medusa finds friends in blind women. and they teach her how to feel what she is seeing. how to use her hands with her eyes closed to make maps of whatever she holds. she starts with plants again. her snake is big now, and has babies. she moves on to their little wiggling forms, amused when they make tiny rings around her fingers. she does not live in a cave. she dresses as a man again, goes to market, sells her roses and vines and beautiful (simple) things. buys herself and the women a nice house out beyond all the noise of it. fills their garden with frozen men.

when the men come to kill her - because now her name is known, it is whispered, sticks in the throat - they don’t find her. they find a tall man who tells them: look in the mountains. when they don’t come back, it’s no fault of medusa’s. frankly, she thinks they should have brought more supplies than their swords into the deep woods. she’s not cruel. when they leave, she makes a statue of them, as her version of a memorial.

but one man is not like the others. he finds her with her hair down, humming, dancing around a marble stone. her snakes are warming in the sun.

medusa? he asks her. it’s a name she hasn’t heard in a long while.

she is tired of being hunted. she just wants to make art. she waits for the sword point. but he hesitates. looks at her full in her face.

strikes a bargain. if she makes him a head for his shield, he will tell the others that she is good and dead. and he will sell her art to better patrons when he could - although he suggests at least hiding the signature she has with maybe a little less snake-like scrawl - he would make her name known.

but medusa knows men. knows they will chomp down on a horror story faster than that of the artist. she is already permanent. she says: no, here’s what happens.

after many months, he has his shield. she wouldn’t let him leave with the first nine hundred versions, always found something wrong with them. he grows fond of her in this time, agrees to her terms. even he can’t really look at the shield head-on. she has captured a scream, a rage, too much. it is so utterly human and at once not that it makes his skin crawl.

where medusa’s blood drops, serpents sprawl. or at least, that’s the code she uses. when he finds little girls who can make art, he sends them to her. 

medusa does not expect to be known for the school that she starts. she is a women artist in a time of men, and her name is already dead to them. but i know medusa. i know her. she is known for her work.

after all, who can speak about medusa without mentioning how she froze the world?

Now this is genius. Dot Inc. has invented a Braille smart watch that helps  visually impaired people check social media, view images, read texts, check the weather, read news and control smart homes.

“If you get a call, it vibrates, then you can check who is calling you.” -Eric Kim, CEO of Dot Inc.

“You can get on Google Maps and find the nearest Starbucks. Boom there it is.” -Arturo Espinosa, Braille teacher.

Dot Inc’s watch has 24 touch sensors and uses electro-dynamic cells to transmit information. The Bluetooth wathc uses an app to translate text and images into Braille. While the user reads through content, the display refreshes new letters.

The watch debuted in April for $290, and it already has over 100,000 pre-orders. There are 285 million visually impaired people around the globe. In an interconnected world, this watch isn’t leaving anyone behind.

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Getting Shit Done Beforehand!

SO my computer science teacher taught me a few healthy tricks to getting things done and how to study a bit more efficiently in the long run.

1. Have a rest day.
My mum keeps telling me to study, like all the time, so I do and I usually burn myself out. Please don’t do this! Let yourself rest once in awhile and take your time!

2. Don’t study all day.
Don’t study more, study smart. After you come home from school, you don’t have to study straight away until 12am. You can set yourself a maximum amount of time, let’s say 4 hours, and study for the whole 4 hours then have the rest of the time to yourself.

3. Use one day to catch up.
Or use the that day to study all your subjects, maybe an hour each! Just use the time so that you are confident in the topic you’re studying. Maybe use the hour to do practise test and the like.

4. List all the chapters you need to complete.
So in order for you to get organised, list the chapters in the course from the course outline that you need to complete in order to finish the course. This is continued in the next step.

5. Put dates next to the chapters.
Put a date of completion for that chapter. That way you know what you’re planning to study that day. Also, split up the chapter in chunks that. That way you don’t do a 20 page chapter in one sitting. Break it up so that it’s easier to accomplish and you can have the satisfaction of ticking it off the list!

6. Create a study logbook.
To hold yourself accountable, log all your study hours. For my logbook, I have the date, start time, finish time, subject - topic, time taken. This helps you look back at how much time you’ve spent studying on each subject and on that day.
But the most important part of this is that once you pick up your phone or start watching netflix you have to put down your finish time. Because 40 minutes on facebook at your desk, is still 40 minutes on facebook!

7. Create a day-to-day schedule.
And make sure you stick to it! I know its hard but if its easier if you plan out your day than to be lost on what to start studying. Make sure you put breaks in-between your study time.

8. Have your friends keep track of each other.
My friend and I are both going to be trying to stick to our programs. Sending each other our chapters and dates, we ask about how each other is going and, let’s be honest, it motivates you in a way that you want to complete everything on time and maybe even ahead of schedule. You don’t want to be the person who’s behind on their plan. #socialhonesty (is that a thing? lmao)

Hope this helped!

adele <3
(p.s thanks @grangergrades for proofreading this whole thing hahaha luv u)

Adult Draco Headcannons

-still doesn’t know how to use a muggle washing machine, cleans all clothes one at a time with magic which takes 2x as long
-polishes his own shoes by hand tho??? how does he find the time???
-“they just don’t feel as clean the magical way” “but your clothes do????” “fuck off”
-gay af
-won’t tell u this straight away bc he likes it when people flirt with him
-calls his mum every Thursday, literally won’t miss it for the world
-can boil water (most of the time)
-yeah he doesn’t know how to cook at all but he can tell you what wine goes with what dish at all times
-hates spicy foods bc he’s a baby
-has an EXTENSIVE skin care routine, at least an hr every night
-wears reading glasses but only when no one is looking
-has all his clothes tailored to fit him perfectly
-because he’s rude and hE LIKES WHEN PEOPLE FLIRT WITH HIM
-likes treating to dinner, likes being treated to dinner even more
-won’t admit that tequila makes him slutty (even though it totally does)
-tells you he likes his tea black when really he wants three sugars and tons of cream
-still a little rough around the edges, but cares about u
-will get u home safe
-smart, confident, good smile, always clean

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Paying for an home alarm monitoring service is a waste of money

Ive been investigating residential burglaries for over 10 years. Myself and every other cop I know does NOT pay for a burglar alarm monitoring service. Why you ask? Because most burglars are in and out in under 5 minutes. The alarm company has to call the house, then after they dont get an answer, they call the police. Then the dispatch center has to get the details, set up the call, and dispatch an officer. The quickest I have ever seen this process is about 8-10 minutes from the door being breached to an officer on scene.

If you want to make your house more secure, you can do a few things that burglars notice. a very large dog bowl at the front and back doors gets noticed, even if you dont have a dog. Also burglars avoid detection at all costs. Very obvious camera placement is a very good deterrent. Also wifi doorbells that have two way communication work well. There are many more, but alarm monitoring is a waste of money.

Edit*** Since people have asked me what is a good set up for home security without paying a monthly fee….I am a big fan of smart home technology….I specifically go with smartthings. I can trigger lights based on motion sensors, I have wifi enabled cameras that I can access on my smartphone that can trigger lights and alert my phone. I still have an alarm system in my home, I just dont pay to have it monitored. Everything I listed does not have a monthly fee. Basically I am the monitoring service for my home, and im much quicker than a dispatcher calling another dispatcher.


It shares the same information you can glance at on an Android phone — the weather, the time, and a glance at the top headlines — but somehow it makes even more sense on a bathroom mirror. It’s the kind of sleek near-future sci-fi of Ex Machina and Gorilla Glass concept videos, where every translucent surface in your world seamlessly springs to life with information from the cloud.


Spending time in unnatural light can throw off the body’s internal clock and prevent it from performing at optimum levels. The Ario smart lamp aims to change that. 

The smart lighting system mimics the natural light of the sun, generating bright blue light in the morning and warmer amber light in the evening. 

The Ario Smart Lamp campaign hit its $50,000 goal in a single day, with the projected retail price going in the $300 range. 

Check out this smart lamp will help you sleep (and wake up) better here!