onlinecounsellingcollege:

1. I can think my own thoughts.

2. I can listen to my heart.

3. There’s no need to fit in with, or to please, other people.

4. I can be at peace with my authentic self.

5. I can focus my thinking and attention on what matters.

6. I can invest my time on my own priorities.

7. I am free of the pressures that can sap my energy.

karshmallow:

stuffnuts:

karshmallow:

you know whats a good trope? when a character sarcastically says “what should we do? [proposes outlandish and foolish plan]” and the next scene is them mid-execution of said outlandish and foolish plan

this is exactly the scene i was thinking of when i wrote this post thank you very much

ironmanstan:

ironmanstan:

regarding the tide pod challenge, peter could definitely eat one and not feel a thing cause of his extreme healing factor, and shuri would definitely make up a way to eat a tide pod without hurting herself cause peter sent her a snap taunting her and she just wasnt having that

a purpose of eating tide pods, for instance

osanzo:

pitviperofdoom:

disease-danger-darkness-silence:

xiaq:

sasstastic-turtles:

suburbanwildernessdeity:

sasstastic-turtles:

– A literary analysis claiming that Jekyll was gay and strongly insinuating that Hyde was his drag persona‬
‪- 500 words on how Despacito has changed the American music industry (in Spanish)‬
‪- Literally didn’t even write an essay just turned in a picture of that scene in Monty Python and the Holy Grail where the cartoon angels are playing the trumpet w their asses
– We were supposed to make a ‘diary’ from the pov of a character in Romeo and Juliet. I chose to write as a gay servant who was hopelessly in love w Romeo and plotting to murder Juliet. It’s entirely handwritten w my left hand and stg every single word is spelled wrong. One page just says ‘today I saw a geese’. There are no fewer than 6 thinly veiled sexual innuendos.

Sorry to be the person to add unsolicited personal stories to posts, but I do very similar things with essays that I’m quite proud of and wanted to share, so here are a few of mine in chronological order:

– the assignment (freshman year) was to write an instructional essay about a mathematical concept we had used that year, “preferably the quadratic formula.” I wrote a 5 paragraph instructional essay on how to add single digit numbers. I received a grade of 105 for creativity and accuracy.

– the assignment was to write a summary of the uber-important grade-wide government simulation as a reporter from a mainstream newspaper. I chose the onion and wrote about the European Union changing its name to the European Disunion because they felt bad about all the anti-brexit voters who got let down

– we were supposed to watch a historical movie and write a compare/contrast essay on how accurate it was to actual historical events. I chose Abraham Lincoln Vampire Hunter and did not mention vampires AT ALL until the last sentence of the essay.

– in health class we were assigned to write a “letter” essay convincing a teenager not to try drugs. I wrote an impressively sinister 6 paragraphs posing as the FBI agent stalking the teenager filled with lines like “they’re trying to hurt you. don’t ask me how I know- I always know. I’m here even when you can’t sense me. Drugs kill more effectively than the yakuza- and I would know.”

These are incredible

Freshman year of high school, for my Bible class (private school Christian education, whattup) we had to write a diary entry from an Egyptian’s pov during the period when Moses came to free the Israelites and the whole 10 plagues bit happened. I turned in three pages of hand-drawn hieroglyphics. 100.

Sophomore year of high school we had to write a poem in the style of a poet we had covered that year. I chose Alfred Noyes (he wrote “The Highwayman”) and, being that I was fully obsessed with Avatar the Last Airbender, I wrote “The Cabbage Man.” 100.

Junior year of high school we had to write a persuasive essay about Hamlet. I wrote mine arguing that Hamlet was very poor-sighted (he thinks Polonius is a fishmonger, he doesn’t recognize Ophelia, he literally thinks Rosencrantz is a sponge, etc.). It was complete bullshit, but I provided textual evidence for every claim and ended with the assertion that, had Hamlet a good Ophthalmologist, a good amount of nonsense could have been avoided. I got a 100 and the teacher read it out loud to the class

Senior year of high school, for my college admissions essay, I was supposed to write a letter to someone who changed my life. I wrote it to the monster who lived under my bed as a child. I got into every college I applied to.

#first major assignment of college#I had to rewrite my application essay while maintaining the arguement#I wrote my essay on the definition of random#so I turned in a 4 min video of assorted vines stitched together with actual cannibal shia lebeouf (x)

c h a r l i e

Early on in my master’s program for library and information sciences I had to write an essay examining how archives are used by records creators and researchers for the purpose of preserving and accessing information.

I wrote about the Journals in Gravity Falls.

Senior year of high school I took a creative writing class, and our first assignment was to create a personal timeline so that the rest of the class could get to know us.

Since my memory is absolute shit and I couldn’t place any significant childhood events, I filled in the blanks with things like “got chased by the minotaur mafia” and “a pegasus crashed into our house” and “got lost for a year in a magic castle.” I included doodles of the events.

The teacher was crying from laughter when I turned it in after presenting it to the class.