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everyone posting that “my generation lost hobbies” post is so stupid like no you fuckwits hobbies were stolen from you by a system that demands you work 8 hours a day to earn a tiny percentage of the profit you generate, leaving you too exhausted and brainwashed to enjoy exercising passion without financial incentive

“I opened my mouth, almost said something. Almost. The rest of my life might have turned out differently if I had. But I didn’t.”

— Khaled Hosseini

Homeschooler aesthetics:

-Everyone is so fucking weirdly competitive. If you think public schoolers are competitive, just wait until you see homeschoolers play capture the flag.

-Everyone is either Vegan, Christian, Conservative, and will yell at anyone who doesn’t follow social norms or they’re some form of LGBT+, cool with fucking everything, and have dyed hair and Mohawks and shit. I’ve literally never seen an in between in my entire fucking life.

-You forget that everyone you know isn’t also homeschooled. You’re just so used to it that people being in public school seems odd and surreal.

-“WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU PUBLIC SCHOOLERS”

-“What school do you go to?”

-“What grade are you in?”

-most of your day is taken up by waiting for all your public schoolers friends to come home. Its extremely boring.

-You sleep in until like 1 pm and die every time you have to get up before like 11 am because that’s early for you.

-“oh my God so do you like, do school in your pajamas?”

-“oh my god so do you like, eat lunch whenever you want?”

-“oh my god how you like, make any friends?”

-co-ops

-the list goes fucking on

subtitles from Science Gossip, 1900

American Homeschool Gothic

A/N: The last time I was homeschooled was fourth grade, so someone hit me if this is all garbage. It gets weirder the further you read. Requested by @amerraka.

Everyone worries that you will have trouble socializing in the “real world”. This is true. You can only talk to your parents.

You got a new textbook today, recommended by a education magazine. You look at the copywrite page. It was published in 1876.

You’ve been doing the same math problem for what seems like days. You look up from your work for the first time and realize that it is now winter. You started in the spring.

You put in earbuds to listen to music while you work. You notice that the longer you listen, the better the sound quality becomes. It is now lunchtime. You try to take them out. You can’t. They have grown into your brain.

You have done school in your pajamas every day. You no longer know how to wear real clothes.

The word “homeschool” has become toxic. You speak the word in public, and everyone turns to stare. The government has programmed them that education without their interference is a crime. You will now hang for treason.

You take a history test. You come upon a question asking for an example of Renaissance art. The answer is communism. The answer to every question is communism.

You are told there is a girl/boy that is exactly like you at a public school. They are friends with all of your friends. You long to meet this parallel universe doppelganger. 

You are driving past a public school at the end of the school day. Students leave in droves with dull eyes, slack jaws, and withering minds. You wonder if you too will become a zombie when you go to college.

You have been reading for hours and haven’t moved an inch. You don’t remember when it got so dark or who turned on the overhead light.

Your family left one day to go get groceries. There is a sticky note from your mother on the fridge telling you your lessons. It’s the same yellow note every day, but with different lessons. You haven’t seen your family since 2009, and the sticky note is starting to fray and crumble.

You have begun to suspect that your homeschool group is not actually a homeschool group, but a cult. Whenever you bring it up, people’s eyes glaze over with a blank stare. “What homeschool group? There’s no homeschool group here.”

Your textbooks are centuries old. You can hear them scream as you crack their spines opening them every day.

College stands on the horizon. Public school kids say it’s a brilliant light, a beacon of hope. You see it for what it truly is. Bloody arms stretching, broken nails clawing at any student it can, devouring and demanding souls.

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Studio Ghibli tributes by Bill Mudron.

i really do be losing my mind over george harrison on july 8th, 1968