#patron of students

[moonlit-typewriter]

Whoever cast Echidna as a PTA mom was so right for that

Mother of all monsters? Yeah, I’ll bet her kid is the absolute worst

and she knows it

It’s giving “how dare you accuse my child of such a thing. We do so much for this school and this is what we get?”

[tea-tuesday]

i went to the most gorgeous café downtown today and had a latte and raspberry tiramisu dusted with cocoa powder. unfortunately, i am beginning to think about the bar and start planning my study schedule.. but first, coffee❣️☕

[spooky-activity]

Animated this for my dnd group.

Audio is tom cardy's Perception Check

[vigilskeep]

was that a regular choice to make and can i live with it. i do feel slightly like i’ve been hit with a car, which could mean nothing. btw is this what everyone did and i’m being insane

[runawaymarbles]

Is there a German word for that feeling you get when you're reading a fic that's very good and well-written and all of a sudden something happens in it that makes it very clear that the writer is in college

[daminini]

i might have to join my naija brothers and sisters in the u.k. bc this is becoming too much

[safyresky]

Got home and checked my e-mails and Crystal Springs has 4 new reviews?? In ONE UPDAte??? heLLO????? THAT' S SO NICE? THANK YOU. WHERE DID YOU COME FROM.

[caimitos]

there r no group of people more superstitious that students about to take a test.....my bangs r pissing me off but i'm too scared to cut them until november i'm sleeping next to my reviewers and i got my pencils sharpened by some lecturers i really liked for good luck. they're labeled and tucked away safely and i'm beginning to realize this is probably how white women are with their crystals

[ijustfakeit]

okay like for real reflog this motherfucker for them good lucks, second exam in a row I draw him in the scrap paper and I've had asked what I had better prepared

he's legit

[portraitsofsaints]

Happy Feast Day Saint Joseph Calasanz 1557-1648 Feast Day: August 25 Patronage: Catholic schools, colleges, universities, students

Saint Joseph Calasanz, a Spanish priest, founded the Pious Schools for the poor and destitute, and the Piarist Religious Order. He was educated in canon law and theology. At first, his work flourished, but because of prejudices and scheming, his Order and work were suppressed. Only after his death did the Piarist Order get formally recognized by the Pope. Throughout this trial, he had visions of Jesus and Mary and was able to read consciences.  His heart and tongue are incorrupt. {website}

[olberic]

i love seeing what other ppls curse of strahd games are like. ppl saying its a tragedy or talking about dramatic moments or character deaths. meanwhile OUR curse of strahd game is a comedy. we’ve gotten werewolfed. twice. stole so much wine from the vineyard. we pranked isaac in the town square. barovia (town) failed the vibe check so we left. me (paladin) and the sorcerer and the ranger do three stooges distractions so the wizard can stealth in and rob ppl. we’re making father lucien into an adventurer by bringing him everywhere. we’re hitting on one of strahd’s consorts. me and the wizard are trying to get strahd to hire us. the sorcerer and ranger want to strangle us.

[khlur]

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[leafmenot]

Back in highschool, everytime there would be a major exam, my school always have this motivation event where they call motivators to give talks and such. One activity, really popular to do, was the motivators asking the student to close their eyes and imagine the scene with the story the motivators gave.

Always, always, the scene was finding your parents unconscious or lying on the floor. Asking why you didn't do your best in the exam? Don't you love them enough to learn? Aren't you scared to slack off in your studying? Don't you know your parents were rooting for you? All of this, the motivator would ask in a low, sorrowful voice.

Now, by the end, the students would be sobbing but me? I would always be there standing awkwardly and just hug and pat my friends' backs afterward cause I. Can't. Freaking. Imagine. It!

I saw nothing during it, just black! So I always found that activity very propaganda-ish, very manipulative. I hated it. Turns out I might just have aphantasia

[dendrochronologies]

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god willing this will not be the start of me sincerely sharing Opinions on tumblr dot com but the thing about Kindness and Empathy being paraded as easy breezy & effortless by some is that those posts are often written by very young people who have age-limited experience with the diversity of thought & expression that exists. knowing "there are people out there who think radically differently from me" =/= collaborating with those people in total sincerity and with unwavering compassion.

empathy is a skill i always always have to practice not only because i've had to sit in front of people who genuinely, sincerely hate women as a class of people because of specific lived experiences, and i still had to (and had to want to!) give them therapy, and had to work to the best of my knowledge and creativity to help them break isolation and make friends and not kill themselves, because i don't get to decide, actually, whether or not they deserve to live in misery and die alone - and anyway, building relationships can dismantle prejudices for some people -

but also because the more conversations i have (the number only ever increasing, as you get older), the more likely i am to hear a completely batshit take like, "all victims of intimate partner violence have borderline personality disorders, otherwise they wouldn't stay with their abusers," which i heard this evening. and i would humbly posit that any decent person would need to have a really, really deep well of patience to not promptly smack the person saying that with some sort of rolled newspaper, or perhaps a door.

it is easy to say things or set intentions or wtv when you have little to no chance of encountering situations where those intentions will be challenged. don't expect sainthood from yourself or others. all of it's hard. just try your best!

[mindholes]

i am 100% going to end up applying for a higher paying job at some point in the next 5 years that has nothing to do with interacting with the public and i don’t care if that means i’m selling out

[viaetor]

@kaveshㅤ|ㅤsc. *

ㅤㅤthe scents of incense impregnated his nostrils in a myriad of burnt herbs—oregano, basil, cinnamon, amongst many others, seared in thin veils of smoke among the busy streets of port ormos to keep undesired visiting insects at bay. the outlander had just finished one of his commissions in the area when he spotted a familiar silhouette in the market crowd, just two barracks away from where he initially stood. blond, tall, rose coloured-eyes, flashy clothes and a feather behind his ear. that was… kaveh, right? the one who he formerly saw talking—or was bickering a more appropriate description?—with alhaitham at the akademiya.

ㅤㅤcuriosity killed the cat, some might claim, but after visiting four nations and meddling into their political affairs in depth, aether would argue otherwise. so he came closer, unannounced, peeking from behind at the items the scholar focused his attention on. pencils, papers, inks. on the side, there were also some specific books with fancy titles, compiling pictures from buildings, villages and environments. he didn’t know if alhaitham’s friend was biting his thumb and mumbling under his breath out of disapproval of the presented aesthetics, or because all the products were badly organised, or… yikes. those price tags were going way too overboard. even if aether didn’t know much about art, he couldn’t help but to frown at those zeroes. was that even fair? “ being an artist sure is expensive… ” he let out, shaking his head before he could turn to the stranger-not-stranger with a curious look. “ are you thinking of buying something in particular? ”