Yeah, I forgot to add that this was in middle school, and I was in 6th grade when I witnessed it. So these girls were 11 and 12 when this happened.
Yeah, I forgot to add that this was in middle school, and I was in 6th grade when I witnessed it. So these girls were 11 and 12 when this happened.
His letter gets better and better as it goes on:
Oh yes. I remember the fingertip-length shorts rule. Of course no stores sold shorts that long, so I and everyone other girl in school were constantly shamed by having to stand up in front of class and justify our clothes. Teachers would walk by and if our shorts looked short while we were seated, we would be told to…
except you were a teenager. and she’s 5.
Love him! My 17 year old daughter wore a dress with spaghetti straps yesterday and when a school administrator told her to cover up she asked him if her shoulders were turning him on. She's a sassy thing and I love it.
Bud Light: Now the official beer of High School and College Football teams everywhere!
How many people had to approve that, d’ya think?
Her hair is always so perfect.
Baltimore is not even 1/10 the size of NYC. So put those 1200 protesters in context of of 620,000 residents.
Jessica Williams is always perfection. Woman’s got so much damn talent.
Was he playing John Cleese?
Nothing wrong with Colin not dating. Someone’s entire life doesn’t have to have the pressures of high school.
I like John Green’s definition of nerdiness as being unabashedly enthusiastic about something. Ultimately, that’s what it is to be a nerd: to be so excited about something that you express your excitement without regard to how it might make you look to other people.
Calling yourself a nerd seems like a humblebrag way to claim brains and depth.
As a huge nerd, I’m never bothered by this. I’m with John Scalzi on deciding who gets to be a nerd: anyone who wants to be.
I think Natalie Portman has earned it.
Well... of course they are. Acting is a truly nerdy pursuit. I wouldn’t expect anyone who is super socially-adjusted to play make-believe for a living (occasionally in a plastic suit of armor or reacting all day to a blank green screen).
I once took off a flap of skin an inch long on my knee because my razor slipped and I was like ‘Oh God, this is it, this is how it ends, I bleed to death in my bathtub and everyone stands around at my funeral judging me for my chronic failure to woman’.
Blonde leg hair. You might think it wouldn't show up - which it doesn't, when you're trying to shave. But step outside and suddenly I look like Edward fucking Cullen.