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Eric David Harris
April 9, 1981 - April 20, 1999
Eric was 18 years old, and was ment to graduate from Columbine High School on May 23, 1999. Friends describe him as smart, kind and computer savvy. They also said that he never was accepted on the school, because he was quite odd and didn’t fit in. Wayne and Katherine had a church wedding at First Presbyterian in Englewood on April 17, 1970. Three years later, Wayne joined he Air Force and it was off to Okalhoma for pilot training. Wayne and his wife criss-crossed the country, Washington, Kansas, Ohio. Their first child, Kevin, was born in 1978 in Washington. Eric David came along three years later while the family was stationed in Wichita, Kansas. Katherine Harris stayed home when Kevin and Eric were young, busying herself with military-wives luncheons, volunteer projects and school functions. Former friends in military towns describe Eric as a good kid. Smart. And cute, always cute. Then, like many military bases in the early 1990’s, Plattsburgh Air Force Base in New York closed. In 1993, after 20 years of military life, Wayne and Katherine returned to Colorado. Wayne got a job at Flight Safety Services, an Englewood company that makes military flight simulators. Katherine was hired by Everything Goes, an Englewood caterer. At first they rented an apartment. Then, in May 1996, just as Eric ended hi freshman yeara, they paid $180 000 for a house on cul de sac off Pierce Street, straight south of Columbine. Wayne and Katherine drilled the value of homework and hard work into the boys. Kevin Hofstra, who hung around Eric mostly in middle school, said Eric and his brother Kevin always had to do homework before they could goof off. Sport was a big thing in the Harris family. Sunday afternoon football on TV, Wayne coaching Kevin’s rec-league basketball team. “His parents were always 100 percent awesome to me”, said Derek Holliday, a 1996 Columbine Graduate who is close to Kevin. “The Harrises are great parents.” The family pet, a tiny dog named Sparky, suffered from seizures. Eric sometimes took off work when Sparky got sick. At some point in high school, Eric’s parents realized their son had problems more serious than they alone could fix. They took him to a psychiatrist, who prescribed Luvox, an antidepressant used to treat obsessive-compulsive disorders. Eric’s bedroom was in the basement. His shelves were lined with boxes of old firecrackers and a collection of miniature cars. A poster with one of his favorite musical groups, KMFDM, was taped to the ceiling. Another band Eric liked was Rammstein, a German band. Eric studied German, and used to translate the songs to his friends. KMFDM and Rammstein feature music with brooding and violent lyrics that Eric often copied and sent out to friends through the internet.
On April 20th, at 12:08pm Eric shot himself in the roof oh his mouth with his pump-action shotgun.

ericharrisblog:

Eric David Harris

April 9, 1981 - April 20, 1999

Eric was 18 years old, and was ment to graduate from Columbine High School on May 23, 1999. Friends describe him as smart, kind and computer savvy. They also said that he never was accepted on the school, because he was quite odd and didn’t fit in.
Wayne and Katherine had a church wedding at First Presbyterian in Englewood on April 17, 1970. Three years later, Wayne joined he Air Force and it was off to Okalhoma for pilot training. Wayne and his wife criss-crossed the country, Washington, Kansas, Ohio. Their first child, Kevin, was born in 1978 in Washington. Eric David came along three years later while the family was stationed in Wichita, Kansas. Katherine Harris stayed home when Kevin and Eric were young, busying herself with military-wives luncheons, volunteer projects and school functions. Former friends in military towns describe Eric as a good kid. Smart. And cute, always cute. Then, like many military bases in the early 1990’s, Plattsburgh Air Force Base in New York closed. In 1993, after 20 years of military life, Wayne and Katherine returned to Colorado. Wayne got a job at Flight Safety Services, an Englewood company that makes military flight simulators. Katherine was hired by Everything Goes, an Englewood caterer.
At first they rented an apartment. Then, in May 1996, just as Eric ended hi freshman yeara, they paid $180 000 for a house on cul de sac off Pierce Street, straight south of Columbine. Wayne and Katherine drilled the value of homework and hard work into the boys. Kevin Hofstra, who hung around Eric mostly in middle school, said Eric and his brother Kevin always had to do homework before they could goof off. Sport was a big thing in the Harris family. Sunday afternoon football on TV, Wayne coaching Kevin’s rec-league basketball team. “His parents were always 100 percent awesome to me”, said Derek Holliday, a 1996 Columbine Graduate who is close to Kevin. “The Harrises are great parents.” The family pet, a tiny dog named Sparky, suffered from seizures. Eric sometimes took off work when Sparky got sick. At some point in high school, Eric’s parents realized their son had problems more serious than they alone could fix. They took him to a psychiatrist, who prescribed Luvox, an antidepressant used to treat obsessive-compulsive disorders.
Eric’s bedroom was in the basement. His shelves were lined with boxes of old firecrackers and a collection of miniature cars. A poster with one of his favorite musical groups, KMFDM, was taped to the ceiling. Another band Eric liked was Rammstein, a German band. Eric studied German, and used to translate the songs to his friends. KMFDM and Rammstein feature music with brooding and violent lyrics that Eric often copied and sent out to friends through the internet.

On April 20th, at 12:08pm Eric shot himself in the roof oh his mouth with his pump-action shotgun.

goldenheartedrose:

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five-boys-with-accents:

Eeyore is just one of those characters that you wanna scoop up and hug forever.

One awesome thing about Eeyore is that even though he is basically clinically depressed, he still gets invited to participate in adventures and shenanigans with all of his friends. And they never expect him to pretend to feel happy, they just love him anyway, and they never leave him behind or ask him to change.

Oh

oh

And he does feel happy, though. He can be happy. He just doesn’t show it as much as the others do.
There was a whole episode about that - Piglet sees him sitting on a hilltop and thinks he’s sadder than usual, and does all he can to cheer him up. Nothing works and the next day he’s back on the hill, and Piglet apologizes because he thinks in trying to help, he just made him sad again and ”I don’t come here when I’m sad. I come up here because I’m happy.”

There’s just something about that…

Also, I think I need to acknowledge that he’s probably the first character that I encountered as a kid who genuinely talked like me - with flat affect, a somewhat monotone voice. It isn’t necessarily that he’s sad or depressed, though that could be true as well, but that he’s expressing things in a different way than most characters do, so it’s read as sad.

He also being quiet notices more then the others and is the smartest. There was a episode where pooh thinks he can fly and no one believes in him but Eeyore 

This too.

(Source: galaxieirwin)

gnarly:

When you go to someones house for the first time and you sit there like

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