there's something so raw and soul crushing about spending your late childhood+teen years suicidal then growing up and actually wanting to live, after an ungodly effort, only to see your health deteriorate because of chronic illness.
i am not immune to the zaun dads
Do you know how many times a day I want to scream at people "THIS ISN'T FOR YOU!" ?
Just yesterday, I was ten minutes late to my tutorial class because for whatever reason, almost every single person in my lecture decided to use the elevator instead of going down one flight of stairs while me and my classmates -- the ones who didn't have that choice -- were stuck waiting for the next elevator.
I constantly have to navigate around people walking up the ramps -- or, worse, standing in the middle of them -- because they couldn't get off their phones for two seconds to use the stairs instead.
At least twice a week I end up in far more pain than usual because people who don't need them take up the accessible seats on the bus and I either have to stand there and wait for somebody to get up (Which is already hard on my body) or just wrap my arm around the pole and try to suffer through a few stops until somebody gets off (Which has already caused several dislocations). As much as people like to brag about how they'd "always give up their seat for a poor handicapped person", they're far more likely to stay right where they are and ignore you in favour of watching Instagram reels on their phone.
And I've tried asking people to move. Directly. Making eye contact and everything. They'll just look down at their phone and ignore me until the bus driver or somebody else says something. And only then can they magically notice me and get up.
Before I get a bunch of people leaping to yell about people with invisible disabilities: I know. I know there are people with invisible disabilities, I spent most of my life with only invisible disabilities. I can guarentee that not every single person in my lecture of 60 people has an invisible disability. This is not the problem.
The problem is that able bodied people see these resources and supports made specifically for physically disabled people and assume they're entitled to them. Most of them see it as something that's put in place just to comply with certain rules or laws or regulations as a 'just in case' thing. Nobody thinks that disabled people are actually out and about. We're an afterthought to them.
And I get it. I do. We all have our blind spots.
But seriously, this is getting ridiculous.
Silco looks like a rich white old man who comes from old money and owns a yacht and Vander look he runs a coffee shop in a gentrified neighborhood
Barbie
Campus Cool Barbie, is a younger “hipper” Barbie, who is at the cutting edge of college life excitement and colorful campus action! This versatile new segment boasts an array of campus activities from trendy sports to romantic tea dances. Because it is a fast-pace lifestyle of multidimension, and spirited youthful fun, one is apt to see the “new” Barbie energetically applying her wit and skill to the flood of trendy activities sweeping the campus.
There’s a hot new on-the-go look to “Campus Cool Barbie’s” hair. It’s hair with action, a crimped wave of action! Such a romantic touch that gives “movement” to Barbie’s “kicky” new look. And there’s “lotsa, losta golden locks” streaming down in beautiful waves around her fresh new sparkling face.
“Sorority House” is usually the scene whre Barbie may gush girlish gibberish with her trusty confidants, “The Sorority Sisters.” Together, they are known by the entire campus as “The Fab Four!”
Cherise
Firstly, there is Barbie’s stylish friend, Cherise, a knockout French exchange student, who is a fashion design major, and the most “together gal” in College Town, next to Barbie, of course. Cherise sports beautiful crimped soft brunette hair cropped into a stunning short, sweet-n-sassy asymmetrical cut that is just striking against her creamy white porcelain complexion, cherry lips, and gorgeous aqua eyes. Tossed over one eye is a big swooping bang she calls, “The Tidal Wave,” giving her a look of coquettish playfulness. And playing it up she does, for Cherise loves “fashion play,” especially many fun looks with her fabulous hair pieces to fool all the boys. You can be sure when this French filly enters, everyone stands and takes notice! Especially, those crazy boys!
Brit-N.Y.
Also, there is bubbly Brit-N.Y. A Britain-born New Yorker, who is totally cosmo to the max, cosmopolitan that is, and she knows more about this infinite world than any boy, so it seems. Brit-N.Y. is that “expressive” art major full of vigorous innovation. Willing to take a stand to almost anything, she is the political activist in the group, quite liberal as youth often is, and definitely, this spills over into her artistically creative fashion look that express her flexible readiness, for she’s a gal who likes to be on guard to tackle whatever unexpected surprise life may filling her way. Brit-N.Y. is dashing off to a political science class, her equestrian lesson, a hot new “save the world” march, or just marshing off to meet a new hot new date for the Fraternity Dance, you can rest assure this quickchange artist is look’n mighty fine in her “Campus Cool Fashions.” Expressive fashions that compliment Brit-N.Y.’s gorgeous chestnut shimmering doo of wavy, wavy locks and wild tousled bangs.
Rory
Last but not least, is graceful and charming Rory, an exotically sweet Portuguese honor student from colorful and exciting Brazil! She is more knowledgeable on Americana than most Americans, but only because Rory’s dream is to become a U.S. citizen, and launch an aspiring medical practice in breathtaking San Francisco, her “all time fav” place! Rory sports very long luxurious blue-black hair styled in a striking crimped pyramid fashion with a dramatic high sweeping pompadour. Blessed with a golden olive complexion and hypnotic innocent dark brown eyes that can melt anyone’s heart, Rory is a “Brazilian babe” the Campus Boys are falling head over heels for, including their grades!
BOOps! You love 'em. Halloween brought you some spooky cat paws, and you all had a great time chasing those most ephemeral of joys. With the spooky BOOp-a-thon now relegated to recent memory, here's a retrospective of some of the fanart you made along the way. A soft boop to you all, and may we all blog to boop again.
@iotaknow:
@vicrosearts:
@okcassin:
@rito-otir:
@needlepine:
@void-ink-studios:
@tenspontaneite:
@lexosaurus:
@pommigranite:
@humming-fly:
@codacontainmentbreach:
@allhailleila:
@astronautrobot:
@possumtion:
@micorriko:
@crazycatbunker:
@misspelled-magic:
@karkod:
@canvyy:
@soulswordlesbian:
@art-emis99:
@vulchak:
@blanq:
@drempen:
@krowfaced:
@violencerarelyknocks:
@snakesinsocks2005:
@foldmorepaper:
@serenity-black:
Right ?! They should be celebrating 😂 I hope he goes on to do everything they’ve voted for…….isn’t that the point ????
I could talk alot about the music and themes presents of arcane BUT CAN WE TALK ABOUT
S1, Dirty Little Animals: "Dirty little animals, beautiful cannibals"
S2, SUCKER: "Dirty little animals, you cannibals eat your supper"
Something something something parallels, opposite, perception on the situation
people that adapt to your chronic illness,
people that give you a ride and pick you up places without making you feel guilty
people that go to the ER with you
people that make sure to walk slowly so you can keep up while using a mobility aid
people that are willing to try different things to help you
people that are willing to learn and listen to you when speaking about your chronic illness