I'm a fucking delight.

imagine you’re sixteen years old and you’ve just discovered manga. the stories and the characters resonate in you. you decide this is what you want to do.

imagine you’re nineteen years old and you’ve just started your BA in animation. sure, you’re not in calarts but hey, you can make it. this is your passion.

imagine you’re twenty-one years old and you’ve been accepted for an internship. you clutch at the letter and cheer. this is it; the start of your career.

now imagine you’re twenty-two years old.

you stare down at the storyboard you’ve spent all night finishing up.

it’s a long, detailed shot depicting a hot dog bun having an orgy with seth rogen’s foodsona. you suddenly remember seth’s notes instructing you that those buns need to be as sexy as possible. you sigh as you forget any and everything you know about character design, art, love, and passion.

Two diners, Tyrone Williams and Chauntyll Allen, said they were about to eat at the restaurant when they spotted a photograph depicting a public hanging of a Black man. The image was embedded inside of a customized table. The photo read: “Hanging at Groesbeck, Texas on April 12th 1895″.

Tyrone and Chauntyll immediately informed the manager, who was apologetic, but that was not enough for Tyrone, who said that despite apology he would no longer dine at Joe’s Crab Shack. 

Chauntyll added: “As you can imagine, seeing that image ruined my appetite and my pre-birthday dinner. It is hard to believe that this type of racism is still going on in 2016.”

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With utter adoration. Also she’s probably the only one who’s able to make him smile after reminiscing in unpleasant childhood memories about his mom.

Girls LIKE hearing men moan during sex

GIRLS LIKE hearing men moan during sex

GIRLS LIKE hearing MEN MOAN during SEX

Imagine having to go on stage and give your all; to leave everything on stage when you’re done. Imagine singing your heart out and dancing with all you’ve got. Imagine the physical and emotional exhaustion that come from interacting with people who may not even give two shits about you and grasping at the utmost to engage them anyway. Imagine your livelihood depends on how well the audience reacts to everything you do. They’re bored? They fall asleep during the show? Your fault; you’re fired. You reach out to them, you try every trick in the book to make them hear you, and you don’t stop until you succeed, but at the end of each hour, a new audience comes in with a completely new set of needs and interests and things that grab their attention. You must dance, sing, run, crawl. Sometimes you give them absolutely everything, and in spite of it all, the audience is merely apathetic towards you.

Imagine that you cannot leave the stage for 2 hours. You have to pee, but you also have to keep using your voice, so you must keep drinking water, and you know you’re just exacerbating the problem but God help you, you need your voice to involve the audience.You can never break character in those 2 hours. You can never betray what’s going on in your personal life - deaths, illnesses, financial troubles (and you have lots of those). You can never turn off your brain. You must be “on” at all times. You must be engaged and enthusiastic because that is part of your job. 

Imagine those 2 hours become 4. 

Our students have not. They know being a student. They know being a student while working a part time job. They know being a student while on 2 sports team and participating in show choir and National Honors Society. They know being a student while mom and dad don’t live together anymore and that’s confusing. They know being a student when suddenly they have a foster family or have to live with their aunt. They know being a student when it came easily to them until know, so the bar is set high and they missed something so now they can’t figure out how to catch up.