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#I Am A High School Dropout
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sneefsnorf · 10 months
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trying to convince myself im not a bad person for not always engaging in political discussions and activism and mutual aid online
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pantestudines · 4 months
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having a "former gifted kid" type mental spiral
#i say this because the spiral is actually about how much i hate the word and the general culture around giftedness#mostly because its incredibly inconsistent between schools so people often mean different things when they say it#but also because in my specific case its certainly not a gift but like. what am i supposed to call it.#its literally a neurodivergence in my case that has had many effect postive and negative on my life. but its also a school club.#and its also nothing! before the advent of like modern standardized public education i wouldve just been a curious kid#Without modern public education im not sure i wouldve even been different from other kids. maybe a little socially awkward still but idk#and like. Am i really different from other kids? am I now as an adult different from my peers? Occasionally i will get told as such#how the fuck am i suppose to talk about how much being seperated from my peers and held to higher standards sucked#when the name of the reason why this happened might as well be 'gods specialist little boy'#none of the things that make people think im smarter are really all that useful day to day. and most non-gifted people are like. still smar#i happen to be good at memorizing the kind of facts schools test you on as children#but is that just because i was told as a kid to be good at school and so i tried hard to do that?#even if I am uniquely good at that#does that really make me more intelligent than the high school dropouts who can fix cars like its nothing?#in fact i would say they are at least wiser than me for picking something practical to be smart at#at my school being gifted usually implied you were a little neurodivergent and bad at socializing#often our gifted kids were actually failing classes because they were smart enough to realize they didnt matter#(not me but still)#but at some schools being gifted just means you were an avid reader or were pressured by your parents to maintain perfect As at all times#so if i say. wanted to talk about how being 'gifted' has often made some aspects of academia like hating emails and having time blindness#and not having a good friend network and having many unadressed issues around not really knowing how to make friends#if i wanted to talk about that. and i say 'I was gifted growing up and this sucked'#the person on the other end might hear 'oh woe is me im so smart and this makes my life so hard'#AND FURTHER STILL#on tumblr especially 'former gifted kid' has kindve become parlance for 'guy whining about nothing'#or even 'person who they were told was smart but is actually kinda dumb'#which... yeah! theres a reason many former gifted kids are like that! thats kindve my issue with the program in the first place!#it takes otherwise relatively normal if well achieving kids and tells them they are gods specialist little children.#THIS CANNOT BE HELPFUL TO ANYONE? like whatever chance the kids had at seeming normal has been stripped away#and they now also think they are the smartest person in the room in every situation
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vaeolus · 8 months
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honestly im just so happy about my work life rn. yeah i turned down an opportunity to move it forward, but my boss was so understanding and made it very clear the position is mine if/when i decide im ready.. its a relaxed environment with very few customers per shift so i can really connect and help people.. i get to kill time however i want between customers.. my work life doesnt affect my home life at all and im never stressed to go into work.. its nice after two years of taking work Super Fucking Seriously !!
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I HAVE MY GED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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raisinchallah · 1 year
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its honestly very funny like how easy it was to walk into so many different programs as a dropout still in the age range of the average high schooler and like everyones falling all over themselves to try and get you to graduate high school but like u get that diploma or get a ged and suddenly its like ok well die then sdfsjkl;d;afsjkad;ls i mean they didnt treat me great as a teen either but like there were options they were ok with me failing and trying again even if they tried to break me but now trying to do anything else its like door slams in face
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i just know nick nelson is an english bitch. but not in the normal way. he’s shit at all of it except the analysis bc his brain is just built different.
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crunchycrystals · 1 year
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help me im hyperfixating on fantasy high but i have nowhere to express the energy inside me because im AVOIDING SPOILERS FOR SOPHMORE YEAR
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gummibearbullet · 6 months
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I just realized I've been on tumblr longer than I was in school and. Hm.
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sassy-cass-16 · 3 months
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i will not apologize for the person i become when i see young sally jackson and poseidon's beachside summer romance
like. she knew who he was. we KNOW she knew who he was. he was free to be Literal Actual Poseidon putting thousands of years of godly charisma on an orphaned high school dropout, probably at the lowest point in her entire life.
like, we all know him as the hawaiian shirt-wearing Birkenstock-clad fisherman-hatted Loving But Reluctantly Absent Father because that's how he shows himself to Percy. but we have to remember.
fifteen years after she last saw him, Sally Jackson (with her boyfriend in the room!) BLUSHED TO THE ROOTS OF HER HAIR when he showed up at her front door for Percy's birthday, WEARING THE HAWAIIAN SHIRT AND BIRKENSTOCKS. he loved this woman so good that she thought he was hot while wearing the ugliest clothing to ever exist.
Poseidon was willing to build a PALACE for this woman. he called her a queen among mortals and still absolutely adores her years after their relationship ended. if i get to see young Sally getting courted like a mythical princess with a literal god head over heels for her, i am simply going to pass away. i'll be dead by the end of the episode.
EDIT POST-S1E7:
yeah i cried. i cried so hard i had to pause the episode like 3 times in that one scene. somehow i survived. also thank the costuming department for putting him in a linen shirt that matches sally's eyes.
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aphvanity · 1 year
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i become a different creature when i am confronted with bread and soup. doing stat homework and going downstairs during a break for tea before deciding to make a life changing decision. "i will make some soup" no you will not. you will change your life. you will become something else entirely. no longer will you be a simple minded creature. all of your motivations. all of your desires. all of your needs. they will become nothing more than a bowl of soup and some bread. you are no longer yourself. you are dipping rolls and multigrain slices into a heated up can of chicken and rice soup poured in a cracked bowl like nothing ever has before. your life becomes meaningless beyond finding the perfect balance of "before soup content (simply broth)" bread and "mopping the dredges" bread. you are smiling. you are devastated. you are the happiest you have ever been. it doesnt matter. theres only soup and bread on a plate.
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werewolf4vampire · 2 years
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The coke can is moving so slowly because the airplane is losing altitude (you can see the horizon pull into view at the end of the video) since the airplane is also falling it causes the can thats falling inside of it to seem like it's just drifting slowly
ohhhh okay, that makes sense!
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autiebiographical · 11 months
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Turned 37 today! Let’s goooooo!!!!
I find the more I age the less I fear aging. 10 years ago the idea of getting older terrified me. I was 3 years away from 30 and felt I had nothing going for me.
I was a high school and college dropout. I couldn’t hold on to a job, not even a volunteer one (thankfully I was on disability at the time so I was okay financially). I had just gotten out of a seriously toxic 20 year friendship and was still heavily mentally scarred. I felt like I was nothing.
Now here I am. I like who I am now. I’m still a high school and college drop out. Still can’t hold down a job. The difference is that I’m more forgiving and compassionate to myself.
It wasn’t until I was 33 that I started really understanding my own autism. It was actually my comic that helped me. I entered the autistic community just to share my silly little slice of life comic about being autistic, and from there started learning who I truly am.
Thank you for helping me. I’ve grown so much since I first started posting my comic. I’m not sure if I can actually thank you enough, but hopefully my comics will be enough for now.
So cheers to being older, fatter, and happier!
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saltygilmores · 7 months
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Thoughts While Watching Gilmore Girls, Season 2, Episode 21- Lorelai’s Graduation Day, Aka Lovesick Stepcousins In The Big City, Part 3
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I'm cheering Rory on as she leaves school grounds, leaving these 35 year old classmates in the dust, and as she manages to pull it off under the eyes of two teachers or administrators. Yes yes yes! Well from here on out it's going to be pure Literati appreciation with only minimal anger and rage, you know, my usual shtick. That being said, when that happens I start to sound a little disjointed, like, this episode is so pure and precious and enjoyable that I really don't have much snarky commentary on it and I can just watch it. What am I without my snark powers?
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Destiny awaits. In one of many examples of what I call "Gilmore Girls Poor"*, which is a term I coined myself for how AmyShermanPalladino views lower/middle class/urban/city life, Rory manages to end up in the Port Authority Bus Terminal in another dimension. The Alternate Dimension, 100% white, Spotlessly Clean, Nearly People-Free New York City Bus Terminal where she stared down a scary dude without being stabbed and she was offered a locker to store her book bag. (*More examples of GGP: In season 4, Jess is 19 years old, a high school dropout, and is living in a clean, rat and roach free, enormous New York City apartment with working utiltiies and large windows that in today's housing crisis people would murder him to get, he just needed a bed frame and to pick his shit up off the floor but we are supposed to believe its a crack den; Rory and Lorelai live in a beautiful home and eat take out and restaurant food every day on nothing more than an innkeeper's slary)
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This was cute. Rory the little mouse getting ignored by city folk. I love it so much.
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I think AmyShermanPalladino inserted this smoking guy to make it look like Rory was in a rough part of town. Someone finally gives our little mouse an abrupt answer on how to get to Washington Square Park where she can meet her stepcousin and her destiny.
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The little smirk before he turns around! And then, and then...and then...the big grin when he sees her!
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I am STARVING for stepcousins!!!!!! ..And the Emmy Award for the whitest words ever spoken on teleivison goes to Alexis Bledel, as Rory Gilmore in Gilmore Girls:
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Baring his naked forearms like a saucy strumpet. Book sticking awkwardly out of his back pocket. He either finds the smallest books or has the roomiest ass pockets that he keeps pulling that off. How does he do that?
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This is all so precious and pure I could die.
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He is RAPT with attention listening to her silly stories. Show me where Dean or Logan ever paid this much attention to her telling one of these stories.
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We know, Bubs. We know :(
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Red alert! Red alert! Our first display of physical contact!
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Jess says he eats from this hot dog cart every day. Let's unpack this: 1) Holy child neglect, Batman! I mean, Liz Danes. You can't even make your kid a peanut butter and jelly sandwich once in a while? This boy is feral. These are survival hot dogs. This may be all he can afford to eat on his own. 2) How are you still as skinny as a rail? 3) How's your blood pressure? 4) Where are you getting the money?
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This sweet bubba unquestionably paid for Rory's lunch like a true gentleman.
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I refuse to acknolwedge any sort of Behind the Scenes Hollywood mumbo jumbo like "Milo wasn't ACTUALLY eating the hot dog" or “umm, it’s a prop hot dog”. i am firmly committed to a scenario where everyone on the set for this episode was like "Milo our precious vegetarian baby boy we will get you a tofu hot dog to eat"
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Ending this chapter with this adorable face.
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unsleepingtales · 6 months
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Fantasy High Junior Year Teaser Trailer Details!
ok there is so much packed into this teaser I've watched it so many times and on super slow speed but this is not meant to be exhaustive this is just what I saw/am excited about so if you saw more please let me know and add it!!
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First up: Shrimp King pin!!! I love how enduring the shrimp party is. It never gets old.
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Aguefort AV Club pin! Bringing us all the way back to Biz and the palimpsests and the intricacies of high school social strata.
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This one I'm less sure about, but it's definitely a pride pin!! I can't quite tell if it's specifically an Owlbears pride pin, but it could be! (I desperately want these sold as a pin set btw. Dropout. If you're listening.)
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This note on the back of the locker is a reminder for the cantrips club! The note reads:
Cantrips Club! Room 206. Password: say PRESTIDIGITATION on first try
I love this so much. Just genuine shit you'd find in a high school locker.
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Another note, this one with a bunch of doodles <3. Note reads:
Club meeting @ lunch -> Bloodrush practice - 3-7 pm
Also the S symbol with the FH in it!! I just love how much detail was put into this
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Last things are these books. We've got "Abracadabra: Look At Me Now:", written by Arthur Aguefort. We've got "Beginner's Guide to Sneak Attack". And we've got "Are You There God? It's Me, Your Cleric" which is hands down one of the funniest things I've seen in my life.
Like I said this is just what I noticed and was able to pull out in a couple minutes, but oh my god I'm so so excited about this!!!!
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thislovintime · 9 months
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Photo by Matthew Asner:
“First day of school in 9th grade. I am nervous as hell because it is my first day of high school and it’s all new. I walk into my Social Studies Class and am greeted by the teacher who just happens to be Peter Tork of The Monkees. A guy I watched goofing around on TV religiously as a child was teaching me about the world. He was a tough teacher. We had a thing in his class where he would always think that I wasn’t paying attention. He would always make a point of stopping what he was teaching and say to me, ‘What did I just say`’ I would always answer him correctly and it always seemed to frustrate him. He was very smart and loved to read from Mao’s Little Red Book. I was truly happy for him when The Monkees started touring and he found success again. I took this picture in our schoolyard at New Dimensions High School.” - Matthew Asner (Ed Asner’s son), Facebook, July 1, 2023
“Since September he has been teaching English, math, drama, Eastern philosophy and ‘Rock Band Class’ at Pacific Hills, a private secondary school in Santa Monica, Calif. A college dropout, Peter got the job on the strength of his interview with Dr. Penrod Moss, the school’s director. ‘I like to hire people who are independent and creative,’ Moss said. ‘I was impressed by his personality and his ability to speak.’ […] While Tork the musician still has dreams of one day returning to the rock circuit, Thorkelson the teacher is happily planning his next course, ‘Mao, Marx and Mama.’ ‘I’m doing something important,’ he says. ‘I never do anything less than important.’” - People magazine, April 5, 1976
“For some time, [Tork] said, the students in his high school classes had trouble forgetting their teacher was once a teen idol. ‘Until I gave out a few F’s,’ he added, grinning.” - The Clarion Ledger, November 1, 1979 (x)
“I was a schoolteacher in Southern California, and I taught music as well as academics, and I really very much love to teach, and, and I think that if circumstances show me that I am not to entertain anymore or my entertaining career per se winds down, I would very, very much love to coach young entertainers.” - Peter Tork, Headquarters radio, September 1989
“[A]s a teacher, I realized that in order to teach something well you need to understand what your student is going through as they try to learn.” - Peter Tork, The Journal Times Online, August 12, 2005
On a 2018 blog post at the Monkees Live Almanac, one former student, Mark, commented: “Best high school teacher I ever had […]. Tremendous empathy.” (x)
“I taught English and social studies. And sure, the kids probably saw me as a Monkee, but they got over that in a hurry. Once I lost my temper at the kids, they’d see I was just like all the others — and I probably lost my temper too many times, since I was in an angry state back then. I have a life now, that’s the difference. I have a spiritual core. I’m not Shirley MacLaine but I believe in greater or lesser worlds and consciousness. Most people think of themselves as cut off from each other; others know there’s a connectedness that can be tapped into.” - Peter Tork, The Boston Globe, August 10, 1989
“In the mid-’70s, Tork got jobs teaching English, social studies and music at two private schools in the Los Angeles area. The first job, which he enjoyed, was at ‘a radical progressive school in Santa Monica.’ The second was at a school he describes as ‘a holding tank for budding fascists. I couldn’t hack it. I found more integrity in being a singing waiter’ — his next job.” - Los Angeles Times, October 20, 1992 (x)
More about that next job here.
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