thank u google thats exactly what i was looking for, not how many days she has been the prime minister of the united kingdom, her height in picometers. you can read my mind, google, its uncanny

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thank u google thats exactly what i was looking for, not how many days she has been the prime minister of the united kingdom, her height in picometers. you can read my mind, google, its uncanny
A Geography Class for Racist People
I LOVE LILLY SINGH JUST
Lilly is actually the best thing since sliced bread. I don’t really like bread but you get the point
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How to Handle Mansplaining: A Guide by Diana of Themyscira
Ares: My dear, you have so much to learn
Diana: *punches him in the fucking face*
Fred: Imagine if someone handed you a box of all the items you have lost throughout your life.
Betty: Wow, my Childhood innocence .
Jughead: and my will to live! I haven't seen this in years.
Archie: I knew I lost that potential somewhere!
Veronica: Mental stability, my old friend!
Fred: Kids, could you lighten up a little?
if you pull then i push too deep and i’ll fall right back to you
Story of a Wimbledon Queuer
A lot of people have asked me about my experience queuing at Wimbledon so I thought I’d make a blog post about it. This isn’t my study abroad blog and I haven’t used this tumblr in ages, so don’t expect much more out of me.
My friend Meredith and I were in London during a weekend trip organized by our study abroad program in Spain. We opted to stay an extra day so that we could go see the finals. London was incredibly Wimbledon-centric this weekend, selling all sorts of strawberry delights in honor of the event. On Saturday night, we left at about 11pm to go meet my friend Kuren at his place. That was an adventure on its own since without the use of wifi, I had no way of contacting him once we got slightly lost. Luckily we ran into people who happened to live in the same apartments as him. We then left his place around 12:45am and then had to run about 5 blocks to the train station so we could catch the one heading out to Wimbledon.
Once we arrived at Wimbledon Station, we were greeted by large amounts of decoration for the event. However, since we got there at about 1:30, the bus to the queue wasn’t running, so we decided to make the trek up there. We passed through Wimbledon village and quickly faced an uphill battle for a good 15 minutes. And then it began to rain. None of us had umbrellas, so we dredged through with a slightly cranky mood. What felt like ages later, we arrived at the queue in position #319-322. Meredith and I grabbed sheets and pillows from the hostel we were staying at and we used that to spread out on the ground. The four of us huddled together but that didn’t do much to protect us from the rain and wind. It was a pretty miserable night. None of us slept much, if at all. Morale was at an all time low here.
Around 6:30, officials told us to pack up our “tents” and condense more. At 7:30, we moved onto the Wimbledon golf course, where we sat for another good three hours. We bought umbrellas here though, so we were protected even if it wasn’t raining anymore. Finally, at 10:30, grounds opened and we made our way through security where I lost my water bottle, Kuren lost his wine bottle opener, and Meredith lost her college flag that she took around all of Europe. We paid £8 to get in and then quickly made our way to Henman Hill and spread out. After that, we just grabbed lunch and souvenirs, then slept till about 1:30pm. The match started at 2pm and Henman Hill was packed with an official yelling at us to condense and not to be “selfish.”
The match was epic. Henman Hill was, no exaggeration, 90% Federer fans, so we were right at home. But even when Djokovic won, everyone stood up and clapped. People ask me if I’m upset by the result, and while I’m sad Federer lost, Djokovic is my second favorite and I’m so happy for him. I knew going into this that I would be happy regardless and the experience made it unforgettable. Kuren calls it the culmination of my journey, which I couldn’t agree with more. I’ve been watching tennis for about 13 years now and have been a little morose the past two days at the thought that I’ll most likely never experience something like that again (because hopefully if I make it back, I’ll actually get a seat in the stadium). But that’s also what makes it such a special moment.
Oh, and on the way back through Wimbledon Village, I bought some Sugarpovas. Stay posted for my thoughts on those.
My favorite part of the entire film—and I can’t WAIT for it to be gifed—is when Bard is talking to Thorin through that little hole and Thorin just mean mugs him and slides to one side out of frame.
Also, that Cat’s periodic table is missing an entire row, and it’s model of the atom is woefully out of date. Pusheen the Cat, more like Pusheen the limits of scientific accuracy!
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why do i still have to go to school i thought slavery was abolished in 1865
that’s an interesting fact, where’d you learn that?
I don’t understand how all Muslims are called terrorists because of what one group of 19 extremist men did 13 years ago.
But white people aren’t called terrorists when they invaded their countries, killed millions of civilians, when they shoot up schools, shoot up movie theaters, and kill random POC. Isn’t that something.
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which way does a cyclops wing their eyeliner
tumblr user greenhoused is asking the real questions
It doesn’t matter, because Nobody is going to criticize their makeup.
WAS THAT A MOTHER FRACKING ODYSSEY PUN
Well, it wasn’t a motherfucking Oedipus pun, that’s for sure.
The Hobbit: The Battle of the Five Armies (2014) Dir.: Peter Jackson