At least 12 people were killed and another 58 wounded when a gunman opened fire during an early Friday morning screening of the new Batman movie at an Aurora, Colorado, theater, Police Chief Dan Oates told reporters. (Earlier, police said 14 were dead and 38 wounded.)
The heavily armed suspect has been identified as James Holmes, a 24-year-old Aurora resident who had been a doctoral student at the University of Colorado. He was arrested without putting up a fight at the theater moments after police arrived, Oates said.
Chaos broke out during the showing of “The Dark Knight Rises” at the Century Aurora 16 theater when the shooting began, police and witnesses said. A man told CNN affiliate KUSA that people were confused when the shooting started because many believed the sound of gunfire was coming from the movie.
According to Oates, Holmes’ apartment housed a device with “incendiary devices, some chemical…
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The title might be misleading.
You see, I’m learning to love someone in particular. The one person who has always been, in my eyes, unlovable.
That person is me.
My entire life, I was convinced that I was nothing – unimportant, unwanted and unlovable. I was convinced I wasn’t pretty, and wasn’t good at anything I wanted to do. I was always social and (seemingly) confident, which stemmed from a real desire to make other people happy and make other people like me. I didn’t care how happy I was – just that the people around me were happy.
As I began to see myself as others did, I was very susceptible to bullying and the depression that goes with it. And I dealt with that a lot.
I was bullied right up to my senior year, and only got some relief after I moved out of state to go to college. I could be anyone I wanted at that school because no one else from my graduating class was going there.
And I began to change once I arrived. The school was situated in such a place that I had to do a lot more walking than I was used to – and that led me to start losing weight, which was awesome.
As that happened, I became more comfortable wearing tighter, more unique outfits. And I stopped wearing makeup because it was just too much to deal with before class – especially early morning classes.
And eventually, I grew to (kinda) like the girl I saw in the dorm room mirror. Which was really something special.
And today I got contact lenses, allowing me to interact with the world WITHOUT a big purple thing on my face.
And as I did my makeup before heading into the newsroom, I thought to myself, “Wow, she’s actually really pretty. I’M actually quite pretty!”
Finally considering myself pretty after 19 years MADE MY DAY.
Quick rant time. OMG POTTERMORE. I GOT MY CAT AND MY WAND AND I WAS SORTED (yay Gryffindor!) AND FINISHED BOOK ONE AND STARTED BOOK TWO. AHH. SO MUCH AWESOMENESS. ❤
*deep breath* Okay, I'm good. Night people. ^_^
By Jim Roope, CNN
(CNN) — It’s Friday the 13th. There are both Christian and pagan roots for the phobia many have of the day. Briefly, Christians believe Jesus was crucified on a Friday after 13 people attended the Last Supper.
The stories of Adam and Eve and the Great Flood also have ties to either the number 13 or Friday.
One Norse legend tells of the god Loki who crashed a party of 12 gods, making him the 13th guest, and he tricked the blind god of darkness into killing the god of joy and gladness bringing bad luck to the Earth.
Also, many of the Knights Templar were arrested, tortured and eventually executed on Friday the 13th.
Whatever you believe, or don’t believe, many people worry for their luck on Friday the 13th. For some it’s a true test of superstitions. For others it’s…
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Woot woot, I figured out how to blog here from my iPod. Meaning you’ll be hearing more from me. *hehehehehehe* ^_^