undeadthug:

Jessie J accidentally pressed the button x)

this is sort of like when she accidentally became bisexual 

ihaveacleverfandomurl:

lotrlockedwhovian:

Castiel. I’m told you came here in an automobile.

Fucking Supernatural. This is Satan and an Angel of the Lord having a conversation about riding in a car cause Satan legit wanted to know what the fuck was up with humans and their cars. Look at him in the 3rd gif, like “ah, imma bout to fuck up your everything but ah yes, cars dude”.

look at all their dramatic lighting

dramatic camera angles

dramatic facial expressions

dramatic characters

"wtf are cars"

lubricates:

lubricates:

PEOPLE WHO MAKE EVERY SINGLE ONE OF THEIR STATUSES ON FACEBOOK A TEXT POST FROM TUMBLR AND THEN PRETEND LIKE THEY CAME UP WITH IT MAKE ME SO MAD

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are you fucking kidding me i literally JUST posted this

You think I’m not a  g o d d e s s ?

greencrook:

greencrook:

greencrook:

There’s a very drunk man down my street who has been flirting with a tree for twenty minutes now.  

He’s on his knees now. I think he’s proposing. 

Drunk man currently walking away from the tree, shouting “YOU’RE ALL THE SAME”. 

sodomymcscurvylegs:

mrtwentington:

11 year old me was pissed at this revelation

A hundred-thousand years will pass and I will never get over the genius of this scene!

copperjohn:

drksanctuary:

copperjohn:

Nailed it.

reblogging for dat ass

Holy fuck I didn’t even realise that this was getting notes

pruderanch:

200% sure that all of my friend have secret meetings where they just talk about how annoying I am

johnlockshipsdestiel:

officialprincewilliam:

officialprincewilliam:

can a dinosaur even get more fuckin rad?

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you bet jurassican

i am so impressed by that dinosaur and that pun congratulations

  • elementary school:

    reads at a middle school level

  • middle school:

    reads at a high school level

  • high school:

    reads at a college level

  • college:

    re-reads Harry Potter

intensional:

when there’s a fire, don’t forget to stop, drop and pop it, lock it, polka dot it, country-fy it and hip-hop it

thefaultinourheadcanons:

emeralddarkness:

ughjohnwatson:

do you ever get in those moods where you don’t feel like reading and you don’t feel like being on the internet and you don’t feel like watching a show and you don’t feel like sleeping and you don’t feel like existing in general

BUT YOU WANT TO DO SOMETHING.

It’s in words

micheleeifert:

snowyanna:

215-to-fit:

rustboro-city:

svviggle:

kastortheunlockable:

stunningpicture:

My 7 year old son was shot down by his 1st grade teacher

The american public education system in a nutshell tho

My third grade teacher actually had a conversation with my mom that I was reading to well and told her to stop having me read at home

My first grade teacher said that it was problematic that I was reading ahead of the rest of the kids in my grade and asked my parents to stop letting me read Harry Potter.

My fourth grade teacher thought it was wrong for my dad to be teaching me complex math because it fascinated me.

My elementary school music teacher hated the way my piano teacher taught me, and how I was more advanced than many of her students, and so told me, in front of my peers and my mother, that I was not good enough to participate in the state solo festival. She would not give me the form. We had to procure it from the district instead. She also hated how I excelled at reading and playing music for the recorder, and so she refused to give me my “belts” (colored beads to signify our level) and humiliated me in front of the class repeatedly.

My eighth grade algebra teacher used to fail me on take home tests because I didn’t solve problems exactly the way she showed us in class; I used methods that we had learned for other types of problems that also applied to these. She took points off my tests because I didn’t bring a calculator even though I got 100% without it, because I was able to do it by hand. I had to call my father, who is an engineer, down to the school to shout her down and give me back my A in the class.

My 10th grade Spanish teacher yelled at me in front of the class numerous times because she didn’t like the way I took notes; she thought that since I didn’t write every word off the slide, I wasn’t getting it all down. I had to explain to her that people who have taken advanced courses, like AP or IB classes, know that in a fast-paced learning environment you need to take quick shorthand notes that contain the necessary information rather than wasting time writing every word. She almost gave me detention.

My 11th grade English teacher gave me a poor mark on my first short essay because she believed that I was looking up unnecessarily complex words in a thesaurus to try and get better marks. The phrases in question: “laced with expletives” and “bombarded”. She wouldn’t hear any defense from me.

My 11th grade history teacher failed me on an essay about the 1950s because I misread the prompt. Except the prompt wasn’t words; it was a political cartoon. One of the figures was clearly president Eisenhower, but the other I couldn’t place. My teacher would not tell us who it was. I labelled him as the governor of Little Rock Arkansas during the integration period, and wrote an essay about that subject. My teacher said that no, it was Joseph McCarthy, and that there was a small picture of the man in our textbook and therefore I should have recognized him instantly. Half the class, apparently, did not.

The American school system is not here to educate us or to encourage us to learn; it’s here to keep us in line and silent. It’s here to keep us from deviating and being our own people and forming our own ideas. Don’t let it win.

"The American school system is not here to educate us or to encourage us to learn; it’s here to keep us in line and silent. It’s here to keep us from deviating and being our own people and forming our own ideas. Don’t let it win." 

Fun story time. I loved to read. So much so, I was reading chapter books in kindergarden. I broke the record for reading points in elementary school. They actually had to start making up prizes for me. No one in the history of the school had ever read so many books in a year. Basically, my class liked me because I won those suckers pizza parties in my spare time.

In second grade, I had a teacher named Ms. Mobley who believed all children should be average. She flat out told my father that all children should make C’s, and should never strive for more than that.

Not only was she insane, she also would routinely spell things wrong for us to copy for our spelling tests. Later, when we spelled those words wrong on the test, she would mark us off. Yes, our own teacher was sabotaging us.

I should have been tested for gifted classes, but I was not. Why? Ms. Mobley didn’t believe in “gifted” children.

This teacher had tenure and could not be fired.

Never forget.

"The American school system is not here to educate us or to encourage us to learn; it’s here to keep us in line and silent. It’s here to keep us from deviating and being our own people and forming our own ideas. Don’t let it win." 

Posts like this make me so mad! It is one of the reasons I want so very much to become a high school teacher. Not all teachers are like this. I certainly like to think I am not like this. I want every child that sits in my classroom to succeed. Stories like those above just show me how kids distrust teachers as if they were politicians and that is terrifying to me!

Fun fact: The Australian education system is just as corrupt.

I have three siblings, all four of us have varying degrees of autism. We all are of high intelligence, yet everyone of us have been held back by our teachers because to be normal is of more importance than to excel.

regalrebellion:

apeturemurder:

thepivotsxxd:

I wasn’t ready for that.

I don’t think anyone was ready for that.