Please, people when you write a review of a laptop don’t tell me you dropped the rating because you hate windows 8 or are just writing to say it looks nice. Please do an interested buyer a favor and tell me how long the battery has been holding out and what kind of work you do on it etc. Why are you just commenting on what color it actually looks like???
Also please don’t tell me you bought a $700 computer so your 8 year old can play minecraft…
I don’t know how to feel anymore
Also, my heart goes out to all the moanalua kids. My heart hurts because things change so quickly and there will always be his shock and desperation to go back because its so unbelievably fast how lives can get lost. And things can happen to anyone, without warning.
And I cried for them because everyone goes away to a three day weekend expecting school to continue on as usual, even grudgingly, after the break is over. No one expects to come back to a classroom with one less student. Even moreso 7 classrooms, each with their own sense of being no matter how close or separated the members are. Because one student is more than enough a reminder, or a wake up call, of life’s fragility… Of how temporary everything is.
And I cry because I know that the school will have to go through what it did… Four years ago ? I just wish the senior class, especially, was spared this pain.
My prayers go out to the family and friends. Time will heal it it does not return things to the normal that once existed, but it does ease everyone into the new normal.
And though it feels as if we are only experiencing a stop in our daily routines…as we will still continue going to work, sitting in traffic, eating dinner, planning the future… The insides that execute these routines are already experiencing change. Every little thing adds up to something.
1. Nothing you can say or do is good enough 2. They comment on the smallest flaw or perceived imperfection 3. They drag up your past and won’t allow you to be different 4. They act like they are fabulous and never make mistakes 5. They leave you feeling guilty and ashamed of who you are 6. They’re critical, controlling and don’t think about your needs 7. They leave you feeling beaten, wounded, battered, bruised and torn 8. They violate your boundaries, and they never respect “no” 9. They don’t care about your feelings – and they like to see you suffer 10. It’s always about them, and what they think, and want, and feel.
Wore shoes and immediately missed the slipper days of summer yo
Drove through decent traffic!
Ran into (not literally) so many people it was almost traumatic (five steps away from my car in the parking structure; while I was leaving the chem building; sitting in the cafeteria; right after I stood up from my seat in the cafeteria; about to cross the street; in one for lunch)
Had nice chats with said people, especially a nice morning chat with Becca and a curry lunch with Grace
Sat for an hour in a blissfully empty and air conditioned room (1st week is always the best)
Had an efficient talk with the boss ladies
Drove relatively happily because good timing makes me INCREDIBLY happy, because its as if the world says I WANT THINGS TO WORK OUT FOR YOU EFFICIENTLY AND EFFECTIVELY
Smiled a lot
Going back to school even though everyone there asks me while I’m still there is both exhilarating and tiring… But it really just feels good to do stuff.
Probably not, partly because I am still recovering from meningitis and so the thought of doing anything out of bed is a bit overwhelming, but also for other reasons. I worry this makes me a totally humorless party pooper, but…
That said, I have mixed feelings about tying fundraising (or awareness campaigns) to stuff like the ice bucket challenge. Here’s the question: Why are we raising money for ALS instead of raising money for pediatric cancer research or food aid or for domestic violence shelters?
I feel like the answer to that question ought to be, “We’re raising money for ALS because ALS research is underfunded and can benefit from these resources,” not, “We’re raising money for ALS because the ice bucket challenge is a thing on the Internet right now.” If our philanthropy is dictated only by what happens to bubble up to the surface of the Internet’s consciousness, we’re not making careful choices about how to distribute our limited resources.
And when it comes to charity, everyone has limited resources. Whether you give $5 or $5,000,000 a year to charities, there will always be good causes you cannot fund. So you need a very good answer to the question, “Why did you donate to X and Y?” because there will always be a Z—a very worthy Z—to which you did not donate.
This is not meant in any way to diss those who’ve participated in the ice bucket challenge: it’s an important cause and it has been tremendously successful. And I certainly don’t want to strip the joy of giving and sharing from charity. Sarah and I are just focused on trying to make sure our giving is driven by need and the opportunity to create lasting change.
tbh: I have spent my entire summer listening to experimental pop (???), Japanese disco music, and strange video game music. Oh, and that Michael Jackson song that released that the radio stations can’t seem to get enough of.
That is to say: I have been listening to music that I can’t sit still to, can’t really find beats in, and can’t sing to.
Spending the morning thinking about my undergraduate years at UHM and the thing I keep repeating in my head is that everyone was so unbelievably good to me even though I didn’t really deserve their kindness.
I am tearing up. From GK to my chem professors to my students to my dorm mates and to high school buddies… My heart is seriously full of thanks and overwhelming sentiment.
“Years ago I learned a very cool thing about Robin Williams, and I couldn’t watch a movie of his afterward without thinking of it. I never actually booked Robin Williams for an event, but I came close enough that his office sent over his rider. For those outside of the entertainment industry, a rider lists out an artist’s specific personal and technical needs for hosting them for an event, anything from bottled water and their green room to sound and lighting requirements. You can learn a lot about a person from their rider. This is where rocks bands list their requirement for green M&Ms (which is actually a surprisingly smart thing to do). This is also where a famous environmentalist requires a large gas-guzzling private jet to fly to the event city, but then requires an electric or hybrid car to take said environmentalist to the event venue when in view of the public.
When I got Robin Williams’ rider, I was very surprised by what I found. He actually had a requirement that for every single event or film he did, the company hiring him also had to hire a certain number of homeless people and put them to work. I never watched a Robin Williams movie the same way after that. I’m sure that on his own time and with his own money, he was working with these people in need, but he’d also decided to use his clout as an entertainer to make sure that production companies and event planners also learned the value of giving people a chance to work their way back. I wonder how many production companies continued the practice into their next non-Robin Williams project, as well as how many people got a chance at a job and the pride of earning an income, even temporarily, from his actions. He was a great multiplier of his impact. Let’s hope that impact lives on without him. Thanks, Robin Williams- not just for laughs, but also for a cool example.”—Brian Lord.org (via wonderwoundedhearers)
Why have you allowed sponsored ads for horror movies? I would appreciate not being forced to view disturbing images on my dashboard that I can’t prevent showing up. I didn’t mind the ads for makeup and such that showed up before, but I do mind the “As Above, So Below” gifs.
i’m seeing a lot of people reblogging suicide hotlines and this is just a reminder that this is a suicide help line that works like a text-based instant messenger for people who may need to talk to someone but have trouble/are uncomfortable making phone calls
NO NO NO NO please DO NOT use this service, imalive’s parent company is to write love on her arms, EXTREMELY anti-LGBTQA and corrupt as shit. please use crisischat instead and stay safe.
The ability to scroll through walls, dashboards, newsfeeds and more on my mobile device is doing a horrible job on my wrists and my eyes. Since the power do such consumption wherever and whenever I please is now (literally) in my hands, I have of course endeavored to do so at hours when I should be sleeping.
Thank goodness it started raining a little, at least. Might as well sleep now that the world is a little cooler. *_*
In a couple of hours I will wake up and endeavor to make smarter driving decisions, to be a kinder, more forgiving individual, to look at the world around me more than I look at a screen, and to finally accomplish things that have been on my to-do list all summer.