When participation counts for the group project grade and you know nothing about the topic
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When participation counts for the group project grade and you know nothing about the topic
You are suddenly able to see numbers above people’s heads which are counting down and you have no idea why. One person you meet reaches 0 and…
They sneeze. it then resets.
people in period clothing doing modern things is my aesthetic
i can’t believe you forgot the most important one
Geneva Benton on inprnt and Tumblr
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So Super Awesome is also on Facebook, Pinterest and Instagram
so lyra and her daemon turned away from the world they were born in
looked toward the sun, and walked into the sky
A reminder that somewhere in the world, Santa is riding at 800 miles per second throwing presents into peoples houses with pinpoint accuracy
me: [cleans glasses] [puts them back on]
glasses: [are dirtier than before]
me: what the fukc
This is pure gold.
Bad News: Our boss locked the keys inside the building.
Good News: We didn’t have to wait around for a locksmith.
Bad News: My boss finds it very concerning that I know how to pick locks, and tried to unlock my Tragic Backstory™. I was too embarrassed to admit that the reason I learned was because, at thirteen, I figured that was the kind of skill that would impress cute girls.
Good News: A cute girl saw me do it.
Bad News: It was Maggie, and since she’s already seen me fall out of several trees, cry because I saw a fawn that was just too damn small, and knows I can ride a unicycle, she’ll never think I’m cool no matter what I do. It’s too late. She knows.
There are million dollar blockbuster movies that were less entertaining than the rollercoaster this post just took me on.
HAVE YOU SEEN MY SON