*aggressively beats a dead horse*
So I was browsing some “Christian” website, and found a powerpoint titled “Homo Sex is a Choice and a Sin”, so of course I couldn’t resist looking. It reminds me of those shitty powerpoints that people on tumblr make to look ridiculous. The only difference is that the person who made this is serious.
*arrives 15 minutes late to own birth with starbucks*
so accurate tho
(Source: 0ptically-active)
(Source: fr-n)
A local elementary school did a Circus themed choir concert recently. And the elementary students drew pedobear in a tutu for decoration.
It’s story-time with Austen!!!!!!
The other day, I went for a bike ride because it was one of the first warm spring days of the year. And I wanted to go out on the bike trail that goes through our town both South and North. I had always gone down the North part of the trail, so I decided that since I’m such a trailblazing adventurer that I would try going up the South side. Besides, there was this bridge that goes over our freeway that I had seen driving, but never been to before- so South part of the bike trail adventuring I went. I was an explorer of the earth, minus all the imperialism and disease.
Anyhow, I’m biking in like 80 degree weather with a fucking cardigan on because I thought it would be chilly. I have pink headphones in my ears that look like fallopian tubes, and they’re playing Hairspray, and I’m just jamming having a good time biking uphill. I probably was singing “You can’t stop… the… beat…” in between heavy breaths since I’m so incredibly athletic. As I pass 2 people walking the same direction on the bike path, my mouth was open to sing and a bug inadvertently flew into my mouth, giving me cause to choke, sputter, and make generally socially unacceptable sounds. One of the girls I was passing said “Hi Austen” and I started to bike onward with a newfound energy out of sheer embarrassment.
I finally made it to the bridge that went over the freeway, which by the way fucking SHAKES when cars drive under it, which is rather kickass in my opinion, but I needed to start going back to town since I had shit to do. On my way back, I noticed that the people who had heard me choking on a bug earlier were ahead. As I passed my school’s guidance counselor (who helps me with my class scheduling) she waved to me and said “Hi Austen” to which I meekly responded “hello”, while pretending she hadn’t just heard me making some of the most unearthly sounds a mere 15 minutes ago.
And you can never get that minute and a half that it took you to read that story back.
