insanitybreach:

See this is actually a really neat look at how history works.

Who writes the history books?

The survivors.

Who survives?

The victors.

fangirlarmoire:


justalostnostalgicgeek:

i was waiting for my snack wrap but everything changed when the fire nation attacked 

this looks like something out of a freaking sims game

fangirlarmoire:

justalostnostalgicgeek:

i was waiting for my snack wrap but everything changed when the fire nation attacked 

this looks like something out of a freaking sims game

chelseawelseyknight:

when beyonce comes on at the gym.

Yaaaas

raeylokami:

pillowsanddragons:

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." 

when i was a child all my teachers all thought that i belonged in the Classes for slower learners when in reality, i already knew what they were teaching and i was just too bothered to do it again so i pretended to be really confused so that way they would slove the majority of my problems for me to show me how they worked when in reality i was basically bsing them because i was lazy and i got away wiht it.

For me I would bs the tests to figure out our reading level and than be in with the “average” kids and when I did better than them (this happened like 5 different times between Elementary school and Middle school) and they took me aside to the special ed department to get retested. One time I tested so poorly I had to go to special ed for half of the day because they thought I was challenged with the normal curriculum but than just talking to me they realized I bsed the tests and told me I should stop doing that.
This lead to me taking high level classes and even an AP class. But since I was so used to lower level stuff and being better at everyone else in those lower level classes I failed horribly.
Also, I had speech therapy in Elementary school because I am tongue tied (google it its a real thing) so I slurred my words when I talked. And they liked to take me out of MATH to go learn to talk properly. THUS WHY I SUCK AT SIMPLE MATH! I wasn’t there to learn multiplication. I was there like once during division. To make up for it I had to miss so many recesses to teach myself math. Like literally I was stuck in the hallway with a multiplications worksheet that no one explained to me how to do. I still just add 5 to itself 5 times when I see 5x5.
America… this is why we suck at college. We need a good basis in school BEFORE WE ARE EXPECTED TO GO TO COLLEGE AND BECOME ENGINEERS AND SHIT! This is why I have a hard time in College and why I didn’t graduate in the 4 years my peers did. Seriously this is coming up on my 5th year in college and I’m almost done with a 2 year degree (I went to a 4 year university for 2 1/2 years and for a year I’ve been at a community college)…

raeylokami:

pillowsanddragons:

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." 

when i was a child all my teachers all thought that i belonged in the Classes for slower learners when in reality, i already knew what they were teaching and i was just too bothered to do it again so i pretended to be really confused so that way they would slove the majority of my problems for me to show me how they worked when in reality i was basically bsing them because i was lazy and i got away wiht it.

For me I would bs the tests to figure out our reading level and than be in with the “average” kids and when I did better than them (this happened like 5 different times between Elementary school and Middle school) and they took me aside to the special ed department to get retested. One time I tested so poorly I had to go to special ed for half of the day because they thought I was challenged with the normal curriculum but than just talking to me they realized I bsed the tests and told me I should stop doing that.

This lead to me taking high level classes and even an AP class. But since I was so used to lower level stuff and being better at everyone else in those lower level classes I failed horribly.

Also, I had speech therapy in Elementary school because I am tongue tied (google it its a real thing) so I slurred my words when I talked. And they liked to take me out of MATH to go learn to talk properly. THUS WHY I SUCK AT SIMPLE MATH! I wasn’t there to learn multiplication. I was there like once during division. To make up for it I had to miss so many recesses to teach myself math. Like literally I was stuck in the hallway with a multiplications worksheet that no one explained to me how to do. I still just add 5 to itself 5 times when I see 5x5.

America… this is why we suck at college. We need a good basis in school BEFORE WE ARE EXPECTED TO GO TO COLLEGE AND BECOME ENGINEERS AND SHIT! This is why I have a hard time in College and why I didn’t graduate in the 4 years my peers did. Seriously this is coming up on my 5th year in college and I’m almost done with a 2 year degree (I went to a 4 year university for 2 1/2 years and for a year I’ve been at a community college)…

jetgreguar:

cool-edge:

cool-edge:

what i love about ORAS (or remakes in general) is that you get to see how far Ken’s art style has evolved 

we go from this

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to this

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and it makes me so happy to know that he’s gotten so much better

from 

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to

image

god dammit Ken is such an inspiration to me 

there’s a charm to sugimori’s old work that i still love but god it’s so cool to see how far he’s come and how amazing his work keeps getting

byrongraffiti:

Iconic

ruinedchildhood:

when you say “bless you” to someone before they actually sneeze

image

kingsleyyy:

Sometimes I wonder who makes all the weird shit on this website

relahvant:

majestic

postgraduatepurgatory:

Essential Productivity Apps for any student:
Caffeine-  Prevents your screen from going into sleep mode. Great if you’re writing notes on an article and the screen keeps dimming, whilst you hope that if you stare long enough, the phrase “homologous ways to a view of hegemony” will start to make sense.
Flux- If you find that you can’t sleep for ages after studying late at night, then this app is a total game changer. It basically turns the light on the screen red, because science people say that blue light keeps you awake and red light doesn’t. (*Full Disclosure* I’m not a scientist)
Focusbar- The annoying voice of your mother nagging you to finish your homework…in app form. You can set the annoying level (I have it set on “wildly annoying”) and a bar will appear in the corner every few seconds to remind you that you’re supposed to be doing something else besides looking at cat photos. 
Microsoft Office- self explanatory, so I’ve linked to an article about life hacks for Microsoft Office instead. Because I’m just that awesome. 
Nag- Does your 5 minute study break keep turning into an hour on Youtube? Then you need Nag in your life. It’s basically an alarm/timer. But an extremely loud and annoying alarm/timer that’s very difficult to ignore. The bells genuinely sound more judgemental the longer you ignore it.  
Self Control-  Also known as Cold Turkey for Microsoft users. If you absolutely cannot be trusted with an internet connection, then you need Self Control in your life. You add a list of websites to the “blacklist”and then set how long you want the app to work for, and for that duration of time you wont be able to access those website. Seriously, not even rebooting your computer or uninstalling the app will let you access the blacklist until your time is up. Tough love at its finest.
Zotero-  The new love of my life. Zotero allows you to manage all your citations and sources in one easy place. It’s an absolute life saver- no joke. There’s an in-word add in, so it will write your bibliography and citations for you in any format you want. There’s a chrome/firefox add in and a mobile app, so you don’t even have to type the citation into Zotero. Just press the button it does all the hard work for you. It even updates itself online, so you can still access your bibliography if your computer crashes. I <3 Zotero 5eva. 

postgraduatepurgatory:

Essential Productivity Apps for any student:

  1. Caffeine-  Prevents your screen from going into sleep mode. Great if you’re writing notes on an article and the screen keeps dimming, whilst you hope that if you stare long enough, the phrase “homologous ways to a view of hegemony” will start to make sense.
  2. Flux- If you find that you can’t sleep for ages after studying late at night, then this app is a total game changer. It basically turns the light on the screen red, because science people say that blue light keeps you awake and red light doesn’t. (*Full Disclosure* I’m not a scientist)
  3. Focusbar- The annoying voice of your mother nagging you to finish your homework…in app form. You can set the annoying level (I have it set on “wildly annoying”) and a bar will appear in the corner every few seconds to remind you that you’re supposed to be doing something else besides looking at cat photos. 
  4. Microsoft Office- self explanatory, so I’ve linked to an article about life hacks for Microsoft Office instead. Because I’m just that awesome. 
  5. Nag- Does your 5 minute study break keep turning into an hour on Youtube? Then you need Nag in your life. It’s basically an alarm/timer. But an extremely loud and annoying alarm/timer that’s very difficult to ignore. The bells genuinely sound more judgemental the longer you ignore it.  
  6. Self Control-  Also known as Cold Turkey for Microsoft users. If you absolutely cannot be trusted with an internet connection, then you need Self Control in your life. You add a list of websites to the “blacklist”and then set how long you want the app to work for, and for that duration of time you wont be able to access those website. Seriously, not even rebooting your computer or uninstalling the app will let you access the blacklist until your time is up. Tough love at its finest.
  7. Zotero-  The new love of my life. Zotero allows you to manage all your citations and sources in one easy place. It’s an absolute life saver- no joke. There’s an in-word add in, so it will write your bibliography and citations for you in any format you want. There’s a chrome/firefox add in and a mobile app, so you don’t even have to type the citation into Zotero. Just press the button it does all the hard work for you. It even updates itself online, so you can still access your bibliography if your computer crashes. I <3 Zotero 5eva. 
bowserfucker:

marsatrix:

ultrafacts:

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There’s speculation, which is kind of creepy, that mirrors are actually a parallel universe. You’re literally looking at yourself in another universe, and they’re doing the exact same thing as you, and think the exact same things as you.
You can’t actually prove that it’s true, and you can’t prove that it’s not true, because if it is you in another universe, your reflection in the mirror will think and do exactly what you’re doing. Even if you try to trick yourself in the mirror to do something different, the other will think the same thing, and do the same as you, because they are you.

Mirrors are literally just reflection of light please chill

bowserfucker:

marsatrix:

ultrafacts:

For more posts like this, follow Ultrafacts (Source)

There’s speculation, which is kind of creepy, that mirrors are actually a parallel universe. You’re literally looking at yourself in another universe, and they’re doing the exact same thing as you, and think the exact same things as you.

You can’t actually prove that it’s true, and you can’t prove that it’s not true, because if it is you in another universe, your reflection in the mirror will think and do exactly what you’re doing. Even if you try to trick yourself in the mirror to do something different, the other will think the same thing, and do the same as you, because they are you.

Mirrors are literally just reflection of light please chill

dorasfedora:

I hate when you’re at someone’s house and they’re like
‘mum, she’s hungry’
And you’re like NO DONT SAY THAT I SOUND SO NEEDY WHY COULDN’T YOU JUST SAY WE!?!?

piquic:

rich people be like “oh my shoe untied, I’ll buy a new one

windycarnage:

windycarnage:

windycarnage:

i am just a tiny bun dont b mean 2 me pls

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there are some people who have only reblogged the top gif and have no idea about the bottom gif and i feel like that sums up my relationships with a lot of people