a show is only as good as its filler episodes
and avatar: the last airbender was on a whole other level
the doctor ain’t havin none of your violence shit
do u ever daydream about decorating ur first apartment bc i do
I’ve been living in my first apartment 3 months now and I still do.
|—||John Piper (via desertmanian)|
I keep thinking oh man, I’m so immature. How am I allowed to be an adult.
Then I spend time with teenagers.
And it’s like, wow, okay, yeah. I am an adult. I am so adult. Look at me adulting all over the place.
Someone brought up how guys don’t go for girls like her, and I was like, honey! Boys like that, they’re talking crap like Robin Thicke and you shouldn’t listen to them. And no one in the room got what I meant. So I explained it: you know, like his song blurred lines? People who say stuff like that aren’t worth your time. And they were like, what do you mean about that song? And in my head I’m screaming cuz WHAT???!???? Like don’t you understand? Haven’t you read or heard the lyrics and seen how they completely objectify women and promote rape culture??? And they’re just like, well, it’s catchy.
And I just don’t understand.
things i needed to hear in health class:
- puberty might make you squishier and its ok
- vaginas have a smell and it’s a ok
- all kinds of people with all kinds of bodies have gr8 sex
- genitals do not all look the same and variety is rad
- people have stretch marks sometimes
- people have pimples on their butts sometimes
- people have cellulite sometimes
- gender =/= sex
- sex =/= scary danger FEAR
- bodies aren’t scary or gross or sacred
- everything is ok
Though if your vagina smells rancid or like beer/bread/yeast go talk to your doctor. Oh, and stick tampon applicators dipped in UNsweetened plain yogurt up your vagina for yeast infections twice daily until about one day after symptoms disappear. Antifungals like Monistat are a waste of your paycheck.
And gynecological exams aren’t bad at all. Nothing to fear, they’re there to check you out, make sure things are all good down under. They are not there to make you feel pain. Relax.
Drawing upon both physical and neuro power, Lee’s devastating one-inch punch involved substantially more than arm strength. It was achieved through the fluid teamwork of every body part. It was his feet. It was hips and arms. It was even his brain. In several milliseconds, a spark of kinetic energy ignited in Lee’s feet and surged through his core to his limbs before its eventual release.
Every bodily jerk has an apex of force. To not only maximize on that force — but to augment it — Lee perfectly synchronizes his movements, one after the other, linking them like boxcars on a train. To be sure, countless muscle men have been stronger than Lee, but few, if any, could deliver more more power than Lee with just one inch.
What makes the difference? Lee’s brain.
Or, one might argue, Lee’s mind.
The full article is well worth the read.
(via It’s Okay To Be Smart)
On your left, DC.