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I get a cease and desist notice when I try to put my own videos on my YouTube channel.

( "Weird" Al Yankovic, on producing his own music videos )

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tumblokami:

chaofanatic:

galaxytrail:

After a successful Kickstarter and three years of hard work and love, our high-speed platform game Freedom Planet is now available on Steam! We’ve mixed together dozens of the best gameplay elements of 90s-style Japanese platformers such as Sonic’s speed, Mega Man’s combat prowess and Gunstar Heroes’ insane boss fights. We’d love it if you could help us battle the nefarious Lord Brevon and his army of shade troopers!

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the-arena-ballerina:

neptunain:

christmas is so much worse as you get older it’s like “what do you want this year?” “a sense of purpose”

"a career" "financial security" "a sex life" "tuition for grad school" "alcohol" "a nap" "socks would be nice"

pocketphyl:

brainy-isthenew-sexy:

not-a-comedian:



I’M NOT EVEN IN THIS FANDOM BUT HERE’S A PRESENT TO MY FOLLOWERS WHO ARE

HOW ARE YOU NOT IN THE LOTR FANDOM

pocketphyl:

brainy-isthenew-sexy:

not-a-comedian:

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I’M NOT EVEN IN THIS FANDOM BUT HERE’S A PRESENT TO MY FOLLOWERS WHO ARE

HOW ARE YOU NOT IN THE LOTR FANDOM

what-the-hells-going-on:

the-unpopular-opinions:

I am biased against this because I used to be the smart kid but I do not find this to be funny at all. When I “finally” failed a test, all of my classmates except for my one best friend were making a huge deal out of it. They acted as though it was something unthinkable. They were looking at me as if I had grown another head. It made me feel like I wasn’t allowed to get a bad grade. I had to be perfect, or else I was weird. In the end, I was so stressed because of the pressure I even considered commiting suicide. It wasn’t pressure from my parents, they were okay with it. It was from my classmates who couldn’t grasp the fact I was only human.
So please, I’m begging you, if you have this smart classmate and they fail a test, do NOT laugh at them, do NOT insult them, do NOT make a big deal out of it. We’re all humans, we all make mistakes—don’t take this entitlement away from us.

this has happened to me before. i had to leave the classroom before i could start crying. please don’t ever ever ever do this. the “smart” student is probably one that is so hard on themselves, it’s awful. they’re already violently berating themselves in their head, why make it worse?

I still get really pissed off every time I see this.
You know what? Don’t react to the grades of the “smart kid” at all. I was the “smart kid” in high school, and to so many people that’s all I was; I wasn’t a person with thoughts and emotions or even other hobbies or interests. And, note, I said other people, not other students. This isn’t just a thing other kids do; teachers, other faculty, and even parents (other kids’ in my case, but for some it can include their own). 
A memory that stands out very firmly in my mind, one that still haunts me, is from a class my senior year. I remember the class was really small (we had, like, seven students in it) and our teacher was a pretty chill guy (well, he gave really passionate lectures, but if you were a good person and acted like a responsible student and respectful person, he was really nice and helpful). So, he would often hand the tests to one student to hand back. Most of the other kids were pretty good about this: they’d give you your test back without comment. One, however, would not simply do this. Now, for context, I graduated second in my class, but spent most of the year sitting at first. I joke that I hardly studied, but in truth, I worked my ass off all through high school (ask me about my junior year sometime). I got good grades, and A’s on my report card, but earned each one with sacrificed sleep, increased stress, and little in the way of a social life, among other things. To the rest of my graduating class, of course, I was just the “smart kid” and little else (if anything else at all)
Yet, I’m still human. I still mess up and have bad days. This test in particular wasn’t even a bad day. I still had an A on the test. It was a 94. A fucking 94. That is a pretty fucking good grade. A great grade, even. I was proud of it. Yet, this kid handing me my test noticed it, and that he’d gotten a 95. One fucking point more than me. And, ya’ll, he acted like he’d just witnessed the coming of Christ. 
And, you know what I got out of that? I was just a number. I wasn’t a person with feelings, with the right to some respect and privacy. No, he had “beaten” me, and that was all that mattered. He made it out like my grade wasn’t something to be proud of, anymore. If I hadn’t deeply respected the teacher and didn’t want to taint my standing with him, I’d have told the kid to fuck right off. I’m not my grades. 
I got abused over my standing as “smart kid” in other ways, too. People outright harassed me for homework help, even if I politely told them that I didn’t have time (I got phone calls at TWO AND THREE AM). Group assignments typically ended with me doing 90% of the work because I needed the good grade (I have an impossible-to-please grandmother who accepted nothing less than A’s because that’s what SHE got). I even overheard people talking about get-togethers that they were inviting people to and that they were going to leave me out, justifying it with “Oh, she’s probably studying all night, anyway. She won’t think she’s missing out.”
Basically, just leave people alone about their grades and study habits. You wouldn’t harp on someone over D’s and F’s, right? No one even talks about the people who steadily get B’s and C’s (at least, they didn’t in my school). So shut the fuck up about the “smart kids” with A’s. Their grades are their business, not yours. They’re kids, just like you. 
Remember that. And act like fucking human beings. 

what-the-hells-going-on:

the-unpopular-opinions:

I am biased against this because I used to be the smart kid but I do not find this to be funny at all. When I “finally” failed a test, all of my classmates except for my one best friend were making a huge deal out of it. They acted as though it was something unthinkable. They were looking at me as if I had grown another head. It made me feel like I wasn’t allowed to get a bad grade. I had to be perfect, or else I was weird. In the end, I was so stressed because of the pressure I even considered commiting suicide. It wasn’t pressure from my parents, they were okay with it. It was from my classmates who couldn’t grasp the fact I was only human.

So please, I’m begging you, if you have this smart classmate and they fail a test, do NOT laugh at them, do NOT insult them, do NOT make a big deal out of it. We’re all humans, we all make mistakes—don’t take this entitlement away from us.

this has happened to me before. i had to leave the classroom before i could start crying. please don’t ever ever ever do this. the “smart” student is probably one that is so hard on themselves, it’s awful. they’re already violently berating themselves in their head, why make it worse?

I still get really pissed off every time I see this.

You know what? Don’t react to the grades of the “smart kid” at all. I was the “smart kid” in high school, and to so many people that’s all I was; I wasn’t a person with thoughts and emotions or even other hobbies or interests. And, note, I said other people, not other students. This isn’t just a thing other kids do; teachers, other faculty, and even parents (other kids’ in my case, but for some it can include their own). 

A memory that stands out very firmly in my mind, one that still haunts me, is from a class my senior year. I remember the class was really small (we had, like, seven students in it) and our teacher was a pretty chill guy (well, he gave really passionate lectures, but if you were a good person and acted like a responsible student and respectful person, he was really nice and helpful). So, he would often hand the tests to one student to hand back. Most of the other kids were pretty good about this: they’d give you your test back without comment. One, however, would not simply do this. Now, for context, I graduated second in my class, but spent most of the year sitting at first. I joke that I hardly studied, but in truth, I worked my ass off all through high school (ask me about my junior year sometime). I got good grades, and A’s on my report card, but earned each one with sacrificed sleep, increased stress, and little in the way of a social life, among other things. To the rest of my graduating class, of course, I was just the “smart kid” and little else (if anything else at all)

Yet, I’m still human. I still mess up and have bad days. This test in particular wasn’t even a bad day. I still had an A on the test. It was a 94. A fucking 94. That is a pretty fucking good grade. A great grade, even. I was proud of it. Yet, this kid handing me my test noticed it, and that he’d gotten a 95. One fucking point more than me. And, ya’ll, he acted like he’d just witnessed the coming of Christ. 

And, you know what I got out of that? I was just a number. I wasn’t a person with feelings, with the right to some respect and privacy. No, he had “beaten” me, and that was all that mattered. He made it out like my grade wasn’t something to be proud of, anymore. If I hadn’t deeply respected the teacher and didn’t want to taint my standing with him, I’d have told the kid to fuck right off. I’m not my grades. 

I got abused over my standing as “smart kid” in other ways, too. People outright harassed me for homework help, even if I politely told them that I didn’t have time (I got phone calls at TWO AND THREE AM). Group assignments typically ended with me doing 90% of the work because I needed the good grade (I have an impossible-to-please grandmother who accepted nothing less than A’s because that’s what SHE got). I even overheard people talking about get-togethers that they were inviting people to and that they were going to leave me out, justifying it with “Oh, she’s probably studying all night, anyway. She won’t think she’s missing out.”

Basically, just leave people alone about their grades and study habits. You wouldn’t harp on someone over D’s and F’s, right? No one even talks about the people who steadily get B’s and C’s (at least, they didn’t in my school). So shut the fuck up about the “smart kids” with A’s. Their grades are their business, not yours. They’re kids, just like you

Remember that. And act like fucking human beings.