#hell class

[hellagency]

kidnapper: We have your child shouta: I don’t have a child? kidnapper: Then who just asked for warm milk and made us cut the crusts off their sandwich? shouta, recognising his hell children: Oh, you’re gonna have to be so much more specific.

[badplacetohaveagoodtime]

Listen all of class 1-A should've gotten matching custom "I survived my trip to USJ" shirts with some ugly-ass version/angle of shiggy's face or something and you all know I'm Right.

[cosmossystem]

one (1) single teacher set me back YEARS of progress on my ability to communicate 🙂 i am so deeply angry to my core

[theonpilled]

if your brain tells you "sarebbe meglio mettere chimica organica in piano di studio" do NOT listen to it. that's the Devil talking

[drdoofnshmirtz]

BNHA Headcanons: Ashido Mina

Ashido figured out a way to dilute her acid enough to make an exfoliating face scrub back in middle school, and used to sell it to her classmates for 3000 yen (a little less than $30) a jar.

She brings it to their first spa night at the dorms and everyone loves it.

They then start a Community Chicken Fingers-style operation to sell and distribute the goods to a surprising amount of people at UA (what can I say, it’s a good facial scrub). They end up making bank, at least until Aizawa catches them and makes them stop (tho not before buying a jar for Present Mic)

She still makes it and gives it to her friends, but Aizawa was very clear that under no circumstances were they to become a crime family until they graduated and were no longer officially his responsibility.

(They used the money they made to buy cardboard cutouts of each of them, and then set them up in the classroom the next weekend. On Monday morning, Sero hid in the vents above the ceiling with his tape wrapped around a camera that he let hang just beneath the ceiling tiles to film Aizawa’s reaction. When their homeroom teacher walked in to the sight of a sea of cardboard cutouts, each at a 45 degree angle because of the way they were awkwardly positioned under the desks, he just sighed. When he turned around to climb into his sleeping bag and nap the period away, it was to the sight of a cardboard cutout of him in his sleeping bag, laying across the top of his desk. He sighed even longer and left the room.)

((Present Mic stole the cardboard cutout of Aizawa in all his caterpillar glory, and Aizawa walked into their bedroom to the sight of Present Mic cuddling with the it in their bed. Cue 6 months of Aizawa trying to destroy the cursed thing while Present Mic found more and more creative places to hide it. It ended when Aizawa got a cardboard cutout of Present Mic, which spent the rest of its time with cardboard Aizawa, right in front of the front door to freak out all their friends who were trusted enough to have spare keys. Shinsou knew it was coming as soon as the class put in their order for 21 cardboard cutouts, and just added his to those of his dads.))

*inserts that meme where it's like "me, my husband, and his huge cutout of me which he insists on cuddling every night"*

[ratsonass]

why tf are you studying at 2012 tumblr university????

I WISH I KNEW

[okaymagpie]

This is my first time writing out a complete code.

This is also my ticket to Hell.

[dredsina]

class evaluations time...this is what i wrote

Canvas website was disorganized. Instructor copied and pasted contents from previous quarters, including student-submitted discussions about when things were due, likely from years ago (and student-submitted discussions about looking for study buddies, still with that student's contact information). Because the files were copied and pasted indiscriminately, they often had very confusing titles such as "Formrely [sic] Module 9 Laboratory (now Laboratory 10)," when it was totally unnecessary to know what the assignment used to be called in previous years. There were probably five or six assignments like that, and it was always confusing. Written instructions were very difficult to follow, especially when the instructor did not use spell-check.  The instructor also blamed Canvas for incorrect due dates, and the instructor told us not to rely on the Canvas calendar because it was wrong. The midterm, for example, was in the Canvas calendar on the wrong week. I have been a student at this school since 2009, and I have never had another instructor who claimed that Canvas messed up the due dates they had put in.