Quirky Remarks

Mark Ahenda, 22, Calgary.
Casual blogger, growing musician, passionate geologist. Come inhabit my world.
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ruthlessamor:

ayellowbirds:

punishandenslavesuckers:

There is a real actual Spiderman comic where he pretends this is his power and the bad guys drop their weapons and give up. XD And it makes me happy. 

Here it is:

No one can ever say spiderman is not the best superhero of all time.

No one.

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wnderlst:

Maroon Bells, Colorado | Mike Kvackay

Teachers are often unaware of the gender distribution of talk in their classrooms. They usually consider that they give equal amounts of attention to girls and boys, and it is only when they make a tape recording that they realize that boys are dominating the interactions. Dale Spender, an Australian feminist who has been a strong advocate of female rights in this area, noted that teachers who tried to restore the balance by deliberately ‘favouring’ the girls were astounded to find that despite their efforts they continued to devote more time to the boys in their classrooms. Another study reported that a male science teacher who managed to create an atmosphere in which girls and boys contributed more equally to discussion felt that he was devoting 90 per cent of his attention to the girls. And so did his male pupils. They complained vociferously that the girls were getting too much talking time.

In other public contexts, too, such as seminars and debates, when women and men are deliberately given an equal amount of the highly valued talking time, there is often a perception that they are getting more than their fair share. Dale Spender explains this as follows:

“The talkativeness of women has been gauged in comparison not with men but with silence. Women have not been judged on the grounds of whether they talk more than men, but of whether they talk more than silent women.”

In other words, if women talk at all, this may be perceived as ‘too much’ by men who expect them to provide a silent, decorative background in many social contexts.

la-petite-squelette:

when you are under the word count for an essay

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dedenjoe:

I let you live once, princess.
I am not a princess.

Potentially the best character.

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kristinnoeline:

tinyjutsu:

WHY IS HE DOING THIS

STOP LOLOLOLOLOL

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  • God: I am god
  • Moses: no way
  • God: Yahweh

ninfia:

Do you ever have that moment when a kid is looking at you and you realize that they’re looking at you as a grown up? Then its like no child im a children too, dont. Im sorry my outward appearance confuses you.

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doloresjaneumbridge:

Some snaps from my Harry Potter Reread - Part 1 [Part 2]

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visitheworld:

Lake O’Hara, Yoho National Park / Canada (by walterrp76).

mayorpenut:

the-absolute-best-posts:

little-miss-disney:

When pixar does the thing that makes you question if you are actually watching a children’s movie.

when pixar does the thing where they make an adult film and call it a childrens movie

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mydollyaviana:

The Prince of Egypt conceptual art paintings by Paul Lasaine

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morganpaigeloves:

I talk about dogs. And pets. And Ghosts again. What else do I say? Press play to find out ;))))

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Sometimes you’re 23 and standing in the kitchen of your house making breakfast and brewing coffee and listening to music that for some reason is really getting to your heart. You’re just standing there thinking about going to work and picking up your dry cleaning. And also more exciting things like books you’re reading and trips you plan on taking and relationships that are springing into existence. Or fading from your memory, which is far less exciting. And suddenly you just don’t feel at home in your skin or in your house and you just want home but “Mom’s” probably wouldn’t feel like home anymore either. There used to be the comfort of a number in your phone and ears that listened everyday and arms that were never for anyone else. But just to calm you down when you started feeling trapped in a five-minute period where nostalgia is too much and thoughts of this person you are feel foreign. When you realize that you’ll never be this young again but this is the first time you’ve ever been this old. When you can’t remember how you got from sixteen to here and all the same feel like sixteen is just as much of a stranger to you now. The song is over. The coffee’s done. You’re going to breath in and out. You’re going to be fine in about five minutes.

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Breathe in…

Breathe out…

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