im always in the mood for janet jackson
parents: “u should be more active”
hooligan fruit causing trouble at night
can we talk about how this fucking pbs show aimed at little kids easily talked about how anxiety is stressful but normal
Ok no but can we talk about this entire episode?
It was called April 9th, and it was actually a response to the 9/11 attacks. It didn’t talk about the attacks themselves, but rather focused on teaching kids to deal with the all of the emotions that they might be feeling as a result. They set up a situation that might evoke similar emotions in children: a massive fire at the school.
Arthur’s dad was in the fire, so (as you can see above), Arthur is constantly worried about his dad’s safety.
Sue Ellen is grieving because her journal, which contained a huge amount of precious memories, was destroyed in the fire. Muffy is confused why she can’t just cheer Sue Ellen up by giving her a new journal.
Buster wasn’t at school that day, and feels confused and guilty that he isn’t sad about the fire like the other kids. He then befriends the school janitor, who has to retire due to an injury that, at his age, is pretty serious.
Binky actually saw the flames, and is constantly traumatized by the event. He doesn’t tell anyone because he feels like he would lose his tough-guy reputation if he admitted that he was scared.
The episode teaches kids that all of these emotions are perfectly normal and natural, that there’s not one right way to feel, and that even if it takes a while, things are going to be okay.
The thing that makes this show so great, in my opinion, is that it knows that kids are intellegent and strong enough to deal with these things if you present them in the right way. It doesn’t hide them, it doesn’t sugar coat them, it just presents them in a way that children can understand and shows them how to deal with them.
This happened not too long ago, so I am still a bit shaken up as I write this. I was almost in deep trouble with a security officer due to my carelessness. The situation didn’t escalate though… he was merciful and let me go with a warning. Still, it was a lesson learned.
What happened was: I was about to meet my friend and two of her friends for dinner (both of whom I’ve never met before) in a restaurant downtown. I drove myself since I was going alone and meeting all of them at the restaurant. I parked in a paid underground lot that I had searched for beforehand on Google Maps. Everything was going as planned so far.
After parking my car and locking it, I made my way to the stairway to get out of the underground lot and onto the street. There was a strong gust of air (probably from all those ventilation fans) right when I stepped out of the parking lot stairway and it messed up my hair, so I wanted to look for a restroom mirror to fix it before I showed up at the restaurant. First impressions matter.
Since the underground lot I parked in was next to a large shopping mall, I attempted to go inside and use the restroom even though it had just closed for the night. However, the lights were still on and I could spot some people moving inside. I tried to open the door, and to my delight, it wasn’t locked and the restroom wasn’t too far away.
It wasn’t long after I stepped into the mall when I was startled by a man in a security uniform walking towards me. I held onto my Saint Laurent clutch tightly as he stepped closer in a confrontational manner, typical of men in his line of work. He stopped before getting too close for comfort (thank god… the situation would’ve gotten much worse), and said to me:
"Can I help you ma’am?"
So many thoughts were racing in my mind in those few seconds. I thought I was going to get arrested. Standing there ready to get handcuffed, I was so scared. I tried to keep my composure, but I lost a bit of balance on my Givenchy heels and my ankle twitched and wobbled. Yet, I regained control and stood with my best posture—one foot in front of the other—despite the dreadful situation.
"I just wanted to use the restroom." I said in a fearful voice.
"Well, the mall’s closed." he replied monotonously.
"Oh… okay." I said, unsure of what was going to happen to me.
He looked back at me blankly with tired eyes, and I recognized this as my queue to leave—to escape. He’s letting me go this time. I was lucky. Maybe I reminded him of the daughter he never had.
When I was free to go, I headed to the restaurant in a daze, stunned by what happened. Needless to say, I did not make a good first impression when I got inside the restaurant. The first words my friend said when she saw me was that I looked as if I’ve seen a ghost.
I guess the lesson here is don’t go into a mall or building when it’s closed, even if the lights are still on and the doors are unlocked. You could be breaking the law. Or worse yet, something could’ve happened to me… Be smart and stay safe, everyone.
i started the selfie olympics in 2008.
you seriously think im wearing light wash flared jeans in 2014?
me: hot chocolate, please.
barista: oh it’s perfect for a day like this isn’t it?
me: yes =)
barista: not a coffee drinker are you?
me: try something difference.
[3 minutes later]
barista: tall hot chocolate! have a great day.
me: thank you.