you have to outlive donald trump

imagine how funny the internet will be on the day he dies.

not to alarm anyone but is anybody else worried about how everybody is fucking stupid

this blog hates donald trump

*walks into american followers bedrooms* *in gentle voice* hows it going champ

idek what this says i just pressed post immediately after seeing the word 'blessica'

me reading this post

maybe subconsciously but a lot of people really do not believe women are intelligent enough to be funny on purpose, or absurd/ironic on purpose, or make art that makes people uncomfortable on purpose. “omfg how did she not realise how this would come off” she realised. i promise she realised. i’m going to kill you.

Catra and Melog

gen z has to reckon with its radicalization problem. you are not a morally pure and superior generation of youth come to save the world, your men and boys are radicalized at an unprecedented level and you ignore it because it’s too hard to address but you have to. these boys are in your classes, they date your friends, you know them and you cannot continue to pretend this is an “old white guy” problem

girls are contributing, too. the coquette aesthetic, the “i don’t want to girlboss i want a man to pay my bills”, girlmath girljob girlmoney. it’s a joke, it’s clothes, it’s whatever, i get it but it is driving a mentality of traditional gender roles and you know you’re joking but your boyfriend doesn’t. your kid brother doesn’t. you have to stop this shit it is a contributing factor

vehicular manslaughter chappell roan be like you can hit a hundred boys with cars

entomologist chappell roan be like you can keep a hundred bugs in jars

music hating chappel roan be like you can break a hundred base guitars

golfer chappell roan be like you can hit a hundred balls on par

You are a Warrior of the Mind...

Don't disappoint me

More on the AU under cut!

consider: teenagers aren’t apathetic about everything they’re just used to you shitting all over whatever they show excitement about

Teen: *gets a job*

“I GOT THE JOB!”

Parents: Well, when I was your age, I already had 5 jobs and was supporting my family

Teen: *gets all A’s*

“I worked really hard!”

Parents: Well, of course you did, this is the expectation, not a celebration.

probably why so many teens take to social media where they can enthusiastically share their interests and achievements and get positive feedback that their parents never gave

A LITTLE LOUDER FOR THE PEOPLE IN THE BACK

This hit hard

I remember once, when I was in my early 20s, I was an afternoon supervisor at my job, and I worked with mostly teenagers, and the one day this one kid, who was like 15, was bored so I suggested he could clean out the fridge. He did and when he was done I said he did a good job.

After that, this kid was cleaning out the fridge at least once a week, and I was like, “why are you always cleaning the fridge?” Like, I didn’t mind, but it seemed odd. And he said, “one time I cleaned the fridge and you said I did a good job. I wanted to make you proud of me again.”

Literally, I changed the entire way I interacted with teenagers after that. I actually got a package of glitter stars and I would stick them on their nametags when they did a good job, and they loved it.

My manager had commented on how hard these kids work and I said, “they’re starved for positive feedback. They go to school all day then come to work all evening and no one appreciates it because it’s expected of them, but they’re still kids. They need positive feedback from adults in their lives.”

Like, everyone likes feeling appreciated. Everyone likes being complimented and having their efforts be noticed. Another coworker (who was a mother of teenage children), hated that I did this, and said they were too old to be rewarded with stickers, but like… it wasn’t about the stickers. The stickers were just a symbol that their effort was noticed and appreciated. I was just lucky that I learned this at a time when I was still young enough to remember what it was like to be a teenager. I was only 2 years out of highschool at that point and highschool is fucking hard. People forget this as they get older, but ask anyone and almost no one would ever want to go back and do it again, but they expect kids to suck it up because they’re young so they should be able to do school full time, plus homework, and work, and maintain a healthy social life, and sleep, and spend time with family, and do chores and help out at home, and worry about college and relationships and everything else, and then just get shit on all the time and treated like they’re lazy and entitled. And then they wonder why teenagers are apathetic.

For a german exam I had to argue against an article that was essentially „kids these days, they don’t care about anything and are constantly on their phones“ and really it was the easiest essay I‘ve ever written.

Teens don’t talk to adults bc adults only ask „so, how‘s school“ to then interrupt them two sentences in. And because they can’t engage in a conversation about buying houses and working in a bank. I would’ve loved to talk about philosophy and politics and history with family the way I did with friends and in class but because I was young no one took what I had to say seriously.

And no, teens aren’t always on their phone. They’re on their phone when they’re bored. You think I‘m on social media when I‘m with my friends? When I‘m talking about something I‘m interested in?

Maybe the reason kids are so distant and always on their phone during family parties and the like is because you‘re failing to engage and include them.

Whoop there it is

When you respect kids, they really respond and learn from you. But if you treat kids like “theyre just a kid, what do they know??” then you’ll never find out.

As a Disneyland Cast Member, I’ll add my own experience onto this –

Very frequently, when I first speak to a child while I’m at work, they’ll kind of withdraw and act uncomfortable and shy. Their parents will then rather frequently tell them to not be shy and try to coax them to talk to me – whenever that happens, I always, without fail, politely dissuade the parents from pressuring them.

“I’m a stranger,” I’ll tell the kid’s parents. “I don’t blame them for not talking to me – if they were anywhere else, they’d have the right idea, to not immediately trust me.”

I cannot tell you how many times I’ve seen that same kid – simply after hearing their initial reaction being validated, instead of reproached – immediately open up to me after that. I also cannot tell you how many times that child and I would go on to start a friggin’ marathon conversation, and I got to hear all about how great their day was or what their favorite Disney movies were or what rides they liked and didn’t like or how much they like a certain Disney character or song…all from me validating that initial feeling and showing genuine interest in what they had to say.

This isn’t just young children, either. I will always remember being positioned outside the Animation Academy one day and starting up a conversation with a young lady, perhaps 12 or 13, who joined the line with her father a full 25 minutes before the class was supposed to start. Now keep in mind, we do a drawing class every 30 minutes: there was no one else in line at that point, and no one else joined the girl and her father in line for a full fifteen minutes. So I could tell pretty quickly that this girl was very emotionally invested in getting a good spot for the drawing class: a conclusion all the more bolstered by the fact that she had a notebook under her arm. I asked her if she was an artist – she said yes, but seemed uncomfortable at the question, so I skipped even asking her if I could see her work, instead admitting that I myself wasn’t very good at art, but that I’m trying to get better and that I love the history of Disney animation. On the screens around us was video footage of different Disney concept art and animation reels, so I pointed one of them out (for Snow White) and asked if she knew the story behind the making of the movie. Upon confirming that she didn’t, I proceeded to get down on the floor so I could sit next to her and her father and dramatically tell the whole story of how “Uncle Walt” created the first full-length animated motion picture, even though everyone and their mother thought he was an idiot for even trying, and how the film ended up becoming the first Hollywood blockbuster. After the story was over, the girl’s father said that his daughter really wanted to be an animator when she grew up, and she finally felt comfortable enough to open her notebook and show me some of her artwork. It was wonderful! Every sketch had such character and you could tell how much work she put into it! And I could tell how much telling her that – and sharing that moment with her, where we got to connect over something we both really enjoyed – had meant. And after the class was over, she sought me out to show me what she and her father had drawn – and sure enough, hers was great! (Her father’s was too, really. XD)

People, kids and teens included, love sharing what they love and how they feel with others. You just have to give them the chance to show it.

A LITTLE LOUDER FOR THE PEOPLE IN THE BACK!

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I feel like I am obliged to add one more thing: don’t ever think that the kids won’t feel your unspoken judgements cause they do!

I felt always like a ‘problem’ in my family, until I was about sixteen, I got this teacher who was litterally the first to tell I was worthy. He changed my life up till this day.

Also how do grown ups imagine how ‘we’ will ever learn to engage in conversations with adults properly if you don’t teach us?

This post is

Everything

I told one of my new coworkers (who is 26) that he was doing really well and that I was proud of him and his progress. I thought he was going to start crying for how quietly he said “really?”. 

Positive feedback makes the biggest difference to everything.

I used to have a coworker who only spoke Burmese. She knew a few words in English, but literally it was like “hey Susu, can you clean the cooler for me?” “Yes yes, I clean, I clean.” She’d moved to the US in her late 30s and never really got the hang of English. (I don’t say this to make fun of her. She was a refugee fleeing a brutal and bloody war in Myanmar and her broken English was a sign of deep determination and tragedy. I say it because the language barrier, and the extent of it, is important to what happened next.)

She was shy, and kind of withdrawn, and extremely slow—it took this woman an hour to do a sink of dishes that took me 30 minutes and I was considered not particularly fast—but she was absolutely dogged. She would do her job and get it done.

So this one day I realized we had all kinds of “hey, great job!” cards on our little recognition board thing for almost the whole crew, but none for Susu, because “she won’t understand anyway.” So I threw a couple of simple sentences into a translation app and spent like half an hour very painstakingly drawing these sentences in Burmese characters (and drawing is really what it was—I felt like I was four years old and holding a pencil for the first time again) and gave her the card. She kind of glanced and it and went “oh thank you” and then did this massive double-take and raised it in front of her face and read it, and read it again, and then just about hollered “OH THANK YOU THANK YOU” and I showed her where she could pin it on the recognition board if she wanted. She chose to take it home instead, which, totally fair.

All it said was “thank you for your hard work, you’re very reliable.”

Everything changed after that. She started using her limited English more, picking up new words here and there (rather amusingly, ours was a multilingual kitchen but she didn’t know which words belonged to which language, and you really haven’t lived until you’ve seen a tiny Burmese woman slap a fryer and say “Oy vay this thing, yeah! Pendejo!” I mean yes, completely valid emotion about that fucking fryer, but when this is how you’re discovering she’s picked up both Spanish and Yiddish and thinks both of them are English, lemme tell you, that sure is an Emotion), enthusiastically participating in things.

She was in her forties.

Nobody but her children had spoken a word to her in Burmese since she left home.

People just want to be known. Sometimes that’s all it takes.

ok!!! :]

This is one of my favourite posts. I use these strategies a lot with my students, and by the second week, I can usually get half the class to engage in the discussion, even online.

The most important part is that just saying that you appreciate them Diane work for all kids and teenagers. Sometimes you have to be willing to actually show that.

consider: teenagers aren’t apathetic about everything they’re just used to you shitting all over whatever they show excitement about

this post has a million to me, but also, as a teenager, this is true. we’re expected to just.. do these things, but without anything motivating us other than “you’ll understand why it’s important eventually”, how are we expected to grasp that we should?

I’m somehow in the middle here. I’m still fairly young, I still need and crave that emotional respect and acknowledgement of my efforts. At the same time, I have a 1 year old brother. He’s just starting to need that. And I’m around younger kids, say 5 to 12 years old, fairly often as well, to the point where I am an adult enough to them that they try to get that stuff from me. As someone who doesn’t get that emotional acknowledgement of my efforts, it’s really hard to give that same acknowlegdement, but I try my best anyways, because I don’t know if they’re getting it, so I’ll be the one to give it when they need it.

This sort of thing is really developmentally important at all stages of growth, so make sure to give it when you can.

I will never not reblog this.

I’m almost 30 and I still tear up every time a customer at my drive-thru window says “you do such a good job”, “you’re always so sweet”, “we love coming here when you’re here”. I actually have a horse necklace one such customer gave me because of this, and I’m not a jewelry person, but I wear that thing every damn day as a reminder.

On the other hand, my own mother seems to love pointing out everything I do wrong, everything wrong with me, every way I’m stupid or mentally disabled (derogatory). And let me tell you, I may be an adult, but that shit still hurts just as much as it did when I was a kid. It often made me think “she doesn’t really love me.” No kid should ever think that.

Just telling someone “you did good” makes a lot more difference than people realize and we need to do it more. For kids and for the adults who didn’t get it enough as kids and still want/need it.

this is so, so important. Please, guys. Teenagers are people too, people who crave and deserve validation for the work they do and the effort they out in. People who deserve to be appreciated. Children ND adults and teenagers, we’re all people

This is definitely not a google drive full of the sleep stuff from the Headspace app, including sleepcasts, music, and wind down meditation, that normally costs 17.99 a month, no siree and you definitely shouldnt share this with people

and here’s a link that does not lead to a google drive full of tv shows movies + books and also does not contain a shortcut to the above

this is absolutely not a link to another google drive with shows + movies + audio books either nope no sir

@timetravellingcactus cause for some reason I’m not able to send this to you

the goog drive directory titled “the library” is transferring to a different platform soon so hustle on that one!

this absolutely isnt a google drive of the imdb top 250 movies

and this couldn’t possibly lead you to even more books!

these arent musical bootlegs… what do you mean?

And they absolutely arent up to date as of 2020 :) nope no sir

100% not ad0be after effects cc2019, photosh0p cc2018 AND cc2019, premiere pro cc2019, animate cc2020!

NOT a sp0tify premium apk AND NOT among us for pc!!!

ABSOLUTELY NOT A LIBRARY OF iTALIAN AND eNGLISH TTRPG MANUAL PDFs INCLUDING D&D, PATHFINDER AND OTHER SYSTEMS

and this ISN’T a folder with artbook pdfs, art softwares and brushes, etc. (lots of Italian stuff)

DONT share this

It would be such a shame if someone reblogged this. Whoops my fingers slipped

*asexual laughter*

*homosexual laughter*

*bisexual considerate muttering* 

*genderqueer requesting clarification as to what is meant by ‘opposite sex’*

*Bill Clinton requesting clarification as to what is meant by ‘sex’”

The last one forced my reblog tbh.

*laughs in lesbian and asexual*

*laughs in queer*

*laughs in gender fluid*

Cackles in genderfluid and queer but squints cus I dont have my glasses on (irrelevant)

*confused laughter in omnisexual genderfluid*

*laughs in bill clinton*

*laughs in aroace*

*laughs in maniacal laughter*

*Laughs in North Korean*

*Just laughs*

*mild genderfluid concern followed by a realization and then ace laughter*

*bisexual laughter*

*chaotic pansexual laughter*

*a-spec panromantic laughter intensifies*

*laughs in agender ace and genderfluid, requesting clarification but only for laughs not for actually changing my decision*

*laughs in intersex*

*laughs in ace, aro-spec, genderfluid, and bi*

*doesnt laugh, in lesbian*

*chuckles nervously to fit in.*

*eats ma soup*

*prepares more soup*

This post has soup in it!! Very good.

:D

*laughs in asexual panromantic autism*

*laughs in aroaceflux*

*pauses*

*cries in aroaceflux*

@totally-italy

*laughs in (probably) non-binary, oriented aroace lesbian and apothi!

*laughs in no gender aroace*

*laughs in sex repulsed asexual, arospec, genderfluid, agender, multigender, nonbinary, asexual*

*laughs in I’m god I can do whatever the fuck I want*

*laughs in italian aroace nonbinary*

*laughs in sex-repulsed aroace genderfluid autism*