Genuinely think that every school should have few nonsensical rules just for the purpose that students can break them. A forbidden room, a wall you aren’t allowed to touch, a bowl of rocks you aren’t allowed to pick up or something. The thrill of breaking a rule is something that teenagers should be able to experience and learn how to experience. And there should be genuine, unpleasant consequences for breaking that rule, but not the kind that will affect your academic record. The kind of where it is instans detention because you picked up the forbidden rock. And yes, the teachers will be angry at you.
I think a lot of teenagers (at least in my school) would benefit from learning how to handle the feeling that comes from the fact that: yes, I am suffering consequences for my actions, but it is not the end of the world. I will serve my sentence and then it will be over and I am not a bad person for that.
And also for leanring to recognise that sometimes there are rules that are arbitary and breaking them can be fun and that sometimes there are rules where breaking them might genuinely hurt someone and breaking those is not cool and fun at all.
One of the bigger problems in our school at the moment is that a lot of teenagers have decided that hitting unssupecting others in the face with snowballs (which can be pretty darn hard and sharp in a right weather) is the coolest thing, and one child got a black eye and almost a trip to the hospital for it. And the logic of the troublemakers sounds to be “rules are stupid and boring and I want to be a rebel”. I suspect that if we had a statue or a wall that you weren’t allowed to hit with a snowball under the threath of immediate detention, we wouldn’t have so many human victims.
Also, I genuinely suspect that 90% of our ‘good girls’ would benefit immensely if they at some point ended up accidentally breaking a stupid and artificial rule, had to take detention for it, and then noticed that that was that. No end of the world, no lasting hatred from your teachers, no change of your self just because you fucked up something meaningless.
“you have nothing.” she said, her voice taunting. “You are nothing.”
“ give in.”
And in that moment, he decided not to. not ever. he, who had everything ripped from him when he was four. and when he was nine. and over and over again, and for it got nothing but blank stares and empty apologies and promises always broken.
He decided he would take the ash of the bridges burnt by circumstance of birth and ignorance of others, and grow roses. and laugh in the faces of the fates and spit in the eye of the devil, face god and raise a middle finger.
On that day - a perfectly ordinary Wednesday - a boy, thought by everyone to be a little dull, whose life someone might call tragic and forget, decided to become extraordinary.
and so he fought back - after all, when life gives you lemons, squirt them in its eyes.
"You have no friends, no family, nothing. You're pathetic. Just die, you know the world will be better off without you."
"I'm gonna do exactly the opposite cause I'm fuelled by spite."
on my shittake again, ignore it
The most painful part of The Martian was that, despite being millions of miles from home with little chance of survival, Watney was still expected to respond to emails
[Day 220]
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Woke up with a terrible thought
struck down by the mental image of an android laying down to "sleep" on a mattress shaped charging pad. oof. im experiencing the Emotions. rest well and recharge you dear little electric angel
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