Hannah

i see humans, but no humanity .



Reblogged from communicationsinbinary
shakespearevillain:

houndingsherlock:

superwholock-is-the-new-sexy:

a-broken-chameleon-circuit:

consulting-god-of-badassery:

oldhatindeed:

The crest of Tumblr.

This. Is. So. Damn. Cool.

I AM GETTING THIS TATTOOED!



always reblog because i own this tee

Ok, so I just realized:
Hunger Games=Gryffindor
           Because the Games have courage, bravery, and danger.
Supernatural=Slytherin
           Because they’re in contact with the Devil.
Sherlock=Ravenclaw
           Because it’s full of people who are intelligent, but not necessarily    heroes.
Dr. Who=Hufflepuff
           Because everyone is important. 

shakespearevillain:

houndingsherlock:

superwholock-is-the-new-sexy:

a-broken-chameleon-circuit:

consulting-god-of-badassery:

oldhatindeed:

The crest of Tumblr.

This. Is. So. Damn. Cool.

I AM GETTING THIS TATTOOED!

image

always reblog because i own this tee

Ok, so I just realized:

Hunger Games=Gryffindor

           Because the Games have courage, bravery, and danger.

Supernatural=Slytherin

           Because they’re in contact with the Devil.

Sherlock=Ravenclaw

           Because it’s full of people who are intelligent, but not necessarily    heroes.

Dr. Who=Hufflepuff

           Because everyone is important. 

(Source: communicationsinbinary, via fangirl-number-one)

Reblogged from stunningpicture
s-assypants:

fiedbach:

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." 

George Orwell couldn’t invent this shitit’s twisted stuff

this is important.

s-assypants:

fiedbach:

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." 

George Orwell couldn’t invent this shit

it’s twisted stuff

this is important.

(via fangirl-number-one)

Reblogged from les-memorables
k-lionheart:


tittily:

cant get authentic italian cuisine like this anymore

i don’t even know where to start with this post

k-lionheart:

tittily:

cant get authentic italian cuisine like this anymore

i don’t even know where to start with this post

(Source: les-memorables, via fangirl-number-one)

Reblogged from sixpenceee

grubsnuggle:

thebrickcave:

sixpenceee:

space-transgressor:

mopedsandbullshit:

blacksupervillain:

piccolowasablackman:

sixpenceee:

A reservoir of water three times the volume of all the oceans has been discovered deep beneath the Earth’s surface. The finding could help explain where Earth’s seas came from.

The water is hidden inside a blue rock that lies 700 kilometres underground in the mantle, the layer of hot rock between Earth’s surface and its core.

Some geologists think water arrived in comets as they struck planets, but the new discovery supports an alternative idea that the ocean oozed out of Earth’s interior layer.

SOURCE

OH MY GODDDDDDD -NERDS OUT-

That’s where the lizard people live

Watch

mind blown

WHAT THE FUCK

I just wanna point something out.

You know how you always see those pictures of the strange types of fish that live in the deep, deep sea?

like this one

or this one

and this one

If any and if possible imagine what the fish look like in the DEEP, DEEP sea. 

I’m smelling a million dollar creepy story. 

That smells awful… fishy

it begins 

(via fangirl-number-one)

Reblogged from thehummusoffensive

thehummusoffensive:

Whenever I lose a follower I always wonder what post they saw that made them go nope, fuck this guy.

(via waitinghopingliving)

Reblogged from huntyqueen
thebaddestfemaleradfem:

huntyqueen:

Today one of my friends was dress coded for her bra strap showing and so she wrote on the gym shirt that they gave her. It reads “Dress Code: promotes the objectification and sexualization of young bodies, blames the wearer for the onlooker’s perceptions/actions, perpetuates rape culture, and is bullshit” On the back she wrote “You can’t shame me for something I’m not ashamed for”. It was really cool seeing all of the people’s reactions who saw it and I thought what she did was pretty cool.

YES YOUNG WOMEN STANDING UP FOR THEMSELVES
ENDLESS APPLAUSE

thebaddestfemaleradfem:

huntyqueen:

Today one of my friends was dress coded for her bra strap showing and so she wrote on the gym shirt that they gave her. It reads “Dress Code: promotes the objectification and sexualization of young bodies, blames the wearer for the onlooker’s perceptions/actions, perpetuates rape culture, and is bullshit” On the back she wrote “You can’t shame me for something I’m not ashamed for”. It was really cool seeing all of the people’s reactions who saw it and I thought what she did was pretty cool.

YES YOUNG WOMEN STANDING UP FOR THEMSELVES

ENDLESS APPLAUSE

(via fangirl-number-one)

Reblogged from itsthethoughtofyou

allthestarsonyourceiling:

Last night I went to Starbucks and when the guy finished my drink, he bent down and wispered, “Don’t let anyone dull your sparkle.” I just smiled and took my drink, and while I was leaving I heard the other worker saying: “WOULD YOU STOP TELLING PEOPLE THAT, NOBODY CARES ABOUT YOUR INSPERATIONAL SHIT!” and the guy responded with, “Gurl, there is no way in hell I am letting you dull my sparkle.” 

Oh my god. 

(Source: itsthethoughtofyou, via fangirl-number-one)

Reblogged from flightlessmajesty
cause-youre-the-secret-agent:

turtle-for-a-day:

youhavemysoul:



Do not lie to me tumblr

I don’t know, I think it’s rather flattering.
jesus god can I please get more of these

Obviously the only way to wear a shirt.
Men of Tumblr…
dead

The men of tumblr win

i could dig it. 

Seem’s legit tbf

Boy, this look is fabulous but I can’t seem to get the bow just right.
At first I was mad because I thought I looked ugly

But I simply added a cute jacket and I became glamorous!

^winning
THAT LAST ONE WITH THE JACKET TOO, HAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!
Why are these guys doing this?

I mean, why even try, when the baddest bitch is right here?






I will never not reblog this
favuorite post on tumblr omfg

Omg this is baack yaay :)

Reblogging again bc men of tumblr >

God bless the men of tumblr

cause-youre-the-secret-agent:

turtle-for-a-day:

youhavemysoul:

image

Do not lie to me tumblr

image

I don’t know, I think it’s rather flattering.

jesus god can I please get more of these

image

Obviously the only way to wear a shirt.

Men of Tumblr…

dead

image

The men of tumblr win

image

i could dig it. 

image

Seem’s legit tbf

image

Boy, this look is fabulous but I can’t seem to get the bow just right.

At first I was mad because I thought I looked ugly

image

But I simply added a cute jacket and I became glamorous!

image

^winning

THAT LAST ONE WITH THE JACKET TOO, HAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!

Why are these guys doing this?

image

I mean, why even try, when the baddest bitch is right here?

image

image

image

image

image

image

I will never not reblog this

favuorite post on tumblr omfg

Omg this is baack yaay :)

Reblogging again bc men of tumblr >

God bless the men of tumblr

(Source: flightlessmajesty, via fangirl-number-one)

Reblogged from thecutestofthecute

Even though Hotdiggitydogblog is not here anymore, we will always appreciate the happiness and the joy that Max and his owners had shared with us. You and your goofy smile will not be forgotten Max!

(Source: thecutestofthecute, via 361270)

Reblogged from seedy

seedy:

I AM A STRONG INDEPENDENT YOUNG WOMAN I DONT NEED UR STUPID JACKET 10 SIZES TOO BIG THAT SMELLS LIKE YOU I WILL BRING MY OWN FUCKIN JACKET WHEN IT IS COLD THANK U VERY MUCH

(via fangirl-number-one)