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The Happenings of KitKatPurrpurr

**HEY PEOPLE ON REDDIT**
If you're gonna quote me and stick it on your shitty site, please first make sure what you're quoting me on is actually MY WORDS, because I've seen you post stuff from my Tumblr and thought it was me, when really I was posting someone's bullshit and you all thought I was that stupid. So please, look next time.

Welcome to my lovely blog, run by me, a red head, jaguar Therian, and artsy person. I hope you enjoy your stay!

Things I reblog:
-Journey (the game)
-Saints Row
-Otherkin
-Furry
-Supernatural
-My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic
-Art
-Borderlands
-Games in general
-Other random shit
Apr 19 '14
the man so far

the man so far

Tags: wip
Apr 19 '14
Apr 19 '14

profsycamore:

perhapsmorepersonalperhapsnot:

carrying—my—crosses:

coolguyhat:

American school system

just so you knowthe ‘gifted area’ isn’t much fun either

I saw your tags and I would really like to comment with personal story if you don’t mind.

The gifted area really isn’t all it’s cracked up to be. The children all look like they’re smiling, sure, but let’s be real— they go home and stress and cry. 

I was a “gifted and talented” kid, and it was far from this. My whole life, things were harder because I was expected to be better. I was expected to be reading higher-level books, but the school didn’t allow me to read higher-level books because it was “unfair” to the other students. Teachers subconsciously graded me harder than other students, even on things I was not “gifted” in, like math (a subject in which I have always struggled). We had extra homework and extra tests. In my program, we were removed from regular classes once a week to learn bonus material. Not only were we expected to learn the bonus material, but we were expected to make up the missed material and pass the tests on it; only no one was there to teach us the material we missed, because we were expected to already know it. It was pounded into my brain every day of my life from the moment I started school that I had to be perfect, and if I wasn’t perfect it was the result of some character flaw. If an average student got a B, it was cause for celebration, but if I got an A I was simply meeting expectations. If an average student got a D, it was sad and they needed extra help and it was the teachers fault for not helping them; if I got a B or a C, it was the end of the world and clearly there was something wrong with me. I was slacking, or goofing off, or expecting the teachers to just “hand” the A to me because I was “special”. 

I skipped a grade because I was “gifted.” When I tell people of this, they assume I must be a “genius.” You don’t know how many times I’ve heard people tell me, “Wow, you must be really smart or something. You’re a genius.”

Fast forward to college. I was told I should go to Yale or Harvard. But I didn’t want to. I wanted to go to college somewhere where I could learn but also enjoy myself. People make fun of me for my choice of school because someone as “gifted” as me could have “done so much better.”

This “genius” can’t pass Intro to Biology 1010, because no one ever taught her proper studying techniques—they just assumed she already knew. This “genius” cries herself to sleep over a B in an difficult science class. This genius faces crippling anxiety because she knows she’ll never measure up to people’s expectations of her. This “genius” sometimes cuts herself because the pressure to be perfect is too much for her. This “genius” feels like throwing herself off a building if she gets anything less than a B, because she’s been taught her whole life that if she doesn’t get perfect grades it is some sort of character flaw; she must be a worthless idiot.

I don’t know what it’s like to be in the “Nothing Special” area but being gifted is no walk in the park as the cartoon suggests. We both face challenges; they are different challenges, but they are both challenges.

This is so accurate.

"It was pounded into my brain every day of my life from the moment I started school that I had to be perfect, and if I wasn’t perfect it was the result of some character flaw." god thank you

(Source: thehellofitall)

Apr 19 '14
Apr 18 '14
Apr 18 '14

faize:

when you get into a new thing and all you really care about is that thing and you’re destroying your blog spamming that thing so you have to start pretending to care about other things so there’s some variety

Apr 18 '14

this is hell without pen pressure.

Apr 18 '14

pen pressure stopped working

uuuuuugh

Apr 18 '14
Apr 18 '14

32bitregisterkin:

kitkatpurrpurr:

If you’re gonna say that you think Otherkin is some made up crap, please say that the idea isn’t real, not Otherkin as people. Because I’m PRETTY sure we exist.

Just sayin’.

It’s not that we think it’s made up crap, we think you’re full of made up crap clawing for attention is all, but we do believe in your existence… most the time.

That’s getting too heavy into things, haha.

I don’t claim to be a Therian for attention, in fact jaguar related anything rarely comes up in conversation in my life. But I know of people who say they’re a Therian or Otherkin for attention. Blegh.