AmyKnoppe
AmyKnoppe
AmyKnoppe

he uses computers all the time. computers love him. he has fantastic computers, with many many friends.

As someone who teaches at a Uni I cannot express how terrifying this idea really is, and how wrong headed it seems from a staff POV.

Students who are upset by evolution *have no business attending an accredited college*, (until they go back and pass a basic remedial science class).

I wouldn’t pay for my children attend a university that allowed students to carry guns on campus. No way. The biggest danger with this policy isn’t mass shooter scenarios, it’s bitter break-up, bad grades, horrible roommate, sports rivalry, drunken shenanigans, etc.

Don’t worry. President Trump will send him to The Wall.

“It’s a terrible state of affairs, Jonathan Snow, the president of UH’s faculty and person behind the safety presentation, told The Chronicle of Higher Education.

“Parents wake up everyday and bring their children to [x] on the blind faith that their kids will return home safe.”

I went to Columbine with Pat Neville and he was, and remains, a giant idiot. I was unaware he was a state rep now and this knowledge truly frightens me.

I'm sure a few dozen terrified teenagers would have aimed fast and true.

As a teacher, I do not want to be forced to carry a gun. I’m not good under pressure and would probably be useless in that sort of situation, scary as it is to think about.

“I love the old days.” That’s what it’s all about. The old days, when you could just put non-white people in their place and they had to take it. That’s what they miss. They want to be able to continue the crushing oppression of yesteryear.

I am confused. Why would I force a person to play basketball with me if he/she was dressed like a basketball player? Does that happen? Forced basketballery?

That’s rough. We all respond to shock and trauma differently though and I don’t think one way of dealing with it is necessarily stronger than another. I actually wish that I had been able to emote more after my dad’s passing even if it meant I would have been falling apart on the job, because I ended up suppressing a

That makes a lot of sense. I was in school when my dad got diagnosed with cancer, and when the prognosis of a few months came in, I lost it. Got off the phone with my mom, climbed into bed, and just stayed there alternating between crying and sleeping. My roommate went to tell my boss why I couldn’t make it into work

The Addy series of American Girl books

Yes, but no. There are no “real” mediums. There are only charlatans.

“Stay alive as long as you can - the afterlife is horrible.”

How is it when working out (elliptical/arc machine and weights)? I work out hard (get the heart rate up at least to 150, sometimes as high as 170 and there’s a lake on the floor when I’m done) and on my heavy days can fill up an ultra tampon to the point where it can’t absorb any more in 1.5 - 2 hours. I’m a little

I’m forever gray so perhaps no one will see this, but here is what works for me with my cup of choice (currently Diva Cup size A, though interested in trying others):

I love cups. I own EIGHT in different colors, brands and shapes. My very first one I got back in 2008 and it’s still good as new, if only a little discolored. I want everyone to try cups at least once. And if you like it... Don’t get a new one annually. That’s super bullshit, DivaCup.