Did you know that less than half of Indiana school districts have reported attacks on teachers? It’s a troubling issue that highlights the challenges our educators are facing. Let’s keep the conversation going about how we can support our teachers and improve school environments! Check out the full story from IndyStar: https://news.google.com/rss/articles/CBMi4gFBVV95cUxPSkt5OU15QnhGQjFkU2xiUUZUUz...
it’s 3am and I just realized I’m jealous of a fictional character for dating my celebrity crush. like, they aren’t even real, but here I am, spiraling over a cartoon who doesn’t have to deal with the actual awkwardness of being me. every time they kiss on screen, I feel my heart sink a little lower, like, do I even exist in my own life? guess it turns out I'm the villain in this story… and it’s li...
yooo, I just realized if I had chosen to become a competitive dog groomer instead of sticking with my “family-approved” path, I’d be at least two cats deep in a mansion somewhere, hosting pampered pet parties while my parents rave about my "important career." instead, they’re looking at me like I just announced I’m joining a circus because I refuse to spend my life chasing dreams I never wanted. I mean, come on, just let me enjoy my misfit life in peace, I can’t help it if cousin Jess is out there saving the world one thesis at a time while I’m just over here daydreaming about glittery poodles.
yooo, I just realized if I had chosen to become a competitive dog groomer instead of sticking with my “family-approved” path, I’d be at least two cats deep in a mansion somewhere, hosting pampered pet parties while my parents rave about my "important career." instead, they’re looking at me like I just announced I’m joining a circus because I refuse to spend my life chasing dreams I never wanted. I mean, come on, just let me enjoy my misfit life in peace, I can’t help it if cousin Jess is out there saving the world one thesis at a time while I’m just over here daydreaming about glittery poodles.
it’s two in the morning and i’m lying in bed, staring at the ceiling, thinking about how at family dinners, everyone asks what “career path” i’m taking, while my cousin who was always “the quiet one” just opened a business selling artisanal soap. every time i explain i’m still figuring it out, they nod like my dreams are a laundry chore they forgot to fold. meanwhile, the weight of their disappoin...