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shittybeatnik:

ancamnarvienn:

Star Trek + Social Commentary (context in the captions)

THIS is what the original Star Trek TV series and films were about. Not just about blowing up things in space and snazzy lens flares with a side order of casual sexism -.-‘.

dude do you know how many people I have pissed off by saying the exact same thing?

Not enough people.

This is why I love Star Trek and will go to my grave still in love with Star Trek. Not to mention the fact that it wasn’t just white men captains, either. There was a damn-fine and incredible woman captain and a terrific black man as captain. And that’s just what the show did of showing us. Imagine the universe. The show is all about embracing new life and new cultures and understanding them. It doesn’t mean to erase other’s cultures by taking over or colonizing or causing fear on purpose.

We are all people. We are all souls with bodies. We need to embrace and love and accept and understand other cultures.

(Source: thevoyagereternals, via jainz)

— 3 days ago with 33364 notes
#star trek  #sorry for the rant  #I think it's a rant 
I finally got my sarcastic hair back. #shorthair #haircut

I finally got my sarcastic hair back. #shorthair #haircut

— 6 days ago
#haircut  #shorthair  #me 

t1m3l0rdh4nj1:

Having a pet is so weird. Like neither of you speak each other’s language and yet you form some strong bond by rubbing against each other and sleeping together and you might accidentally kick them in the face or step on their tail once in a while but at the end of the day you two are best buddies from entirely different species.

(via sassy-brain)

— 6 days ago with 217017 notes
#but seriously  #rats  #pets 
extraordinarygurl:

How NOT to be a butterface…makeup

I feel like you need to give me a crash course in how to do my eye makeup and eyebrows…

extraordinarygurl:

How NOT to be a butterface…makeup

I feel like you need to give me a crash course in how to do my eye makeup and eyebrows…

(via extraordinarygurl)

— 6 days ago with 5 notes
#I know that face  #also  #isn't my boyfriend's sister beautiful?  #them strong-gened people 

Uhh…

Alright, James McAvoy.

(Source: thoriolanus, via obsessedobsesser)

— 1 week ago with 4141 notes
#james mcavoy  #damn 

unexpectedbalance:

I wonder
Who I seem
To be to those
That knew me well
Back when I knew
Myself

Perhaps
The stranger
Danger alarms
Go off

Or maybe
Nobody
Notices

I wish I could
Burn this away
And shirk off my
Sad smile with
A kiss to the sun

But alas
No lamp oil
Or white gas
Or Kevlar to
Light

I volunteer
As tribute

I love you.

— 1 week ago with 3 notes
#instant mashed potatoes  #I love you  #poetry  #poem 
unexpectedbalance:

danger and I are adjusting. woot

Look at that smile.

unexpectedbalance:

danger and I are adjusting. woot

Look at that smile.

— 2 weeks ago with 3 notes
#instant mashed potatoes 

P R I D E

very cool, tumblr

PRIDE

(Source: brookeeverdeen)

— 1 month ago with 63562 notes
#bisexual  #bisexuality  #pride  #lgbt 
This is how it goes.

fanboyphotos:

My name is John, I used to watch Burn Notice until

"The series finale is up. No new episodes"

*whistle*


When Burn Notice is over, you got nothing.

No new cast commentary, Spy tips, or spoilery script tweets.

You’re stuck with whatever rerun you started on Netflix last month.

"Where am I?"

"Season 2."

You watch whatever floats your boat.

You rely on anyone with decent TV suggestions.

A Dramady fan friend.

"Have you watched Game of Thrones?"

An old friend who used to watch Burn Notice with you.

"Michael and Sam? bunch of bitchy little girls."

Family too…

"Hey is that your mom again?"

If you’re desperate.

"I really enjoy Scandal, John."

And a down and out friend you met on the forums.

"We got this and the Breaking Bad finale, people."

Bottom line, unless you find a new favorite show, You’re not going anywhere.

Pretty much exactly this.

— 1 month ago with 55 notes
#Burn Notice  #I want to rewatch it all now  #it had a perfect finale 

BtVS 1.10 | 5.22 [Requested by afterthebattle]

That is just… heartbreaking.

(Source: sulietsexual, via withoutpassionwedbetrulydead)

— 1 month ago with 3810 notes
#Buffy the Vampire Slayer  #btvs  #Giles  #Rupert Giles 
moonjellybeans:

catbountry:

carpediemtomorrow:

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 cursive thing literally happened to me!!!!!! My dad taught me how to write my name in cursive and the teacher made me change it back to print. Wtf.

I was fortunate enough that most of my teachers never gave me much trouble for these kinds of things, with some notable exceptions, like my second grade teacher saying I couldn’t list The Magic School Bus books as my favorite because those were for third graders, and I could not understand why that was bad, or an English sub in high school berating me for using the word “macabre” on a book report I wrote about Frankenstein because she didn’t think it was a real word… or like, a word too advanced for a high school senior to use outside of an AP class.
Actually, I flunked my AP class in sophomore year because it was the most tedious grind in the world and I could not focus on anything aside from reading the books themselves. When I went to summer school that year I corrected a teacher at one point and had to stand out in the hallway until she finished, before she came back in and through gritted teeth said that if I ever corrected her again it would undermine her authority, like these kids were ready to rip out her throat.
I felt like she was ready to rip out mine, honestly.

I have totally experienced the cursive thing when I was in school too. There was also a project where I lost marks because we were to do a little report on an animal and include ONE of five topics, and I did all five. Oops.
The weirdest one I had was this one teacher I had in grade 1 who would penalize me marks every time I wrote my 1’s, 7’s, and Z’s ‘the wrong way’. The top is how I usually write, and the bottom was how I was ‘supposed to’ write them. (I’m Canadian, not American, so we get shit for stupid things too)

One of the reasons I really have the drive to be a teacher is because I know what it is like to grow up being ‘too advanced’ and trying to just stay a part of the system. Children and teens deserve so much more than the school system is giving them. And I want to make a difference. 

moonjellybeans:

catbountry:

carpediemtomorrow:

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 cursive thing literally happened to me!!!!!! My dad taught me how to write my name in cursive and the teacher made me change it back to print.
Wtf.

I was fortunate enough that most of my teachers never gave me much trouble for these kinds of things, with some notable exceptions, like my second grade teacher saying I couldn’t list The Magic School Bus books as my favorite because those were for third graders, and I could not understand why that was bad, or an English sub in high school berating me for using the word “macabre” on a book report I wrote about Frankenstein because she didn’t think it was a real word… or like, a word too advanced for a high school senior to use outside of an AP class.

Actually, I flunked my AP class in sophomore year because it was the most tedious grind in the world and I could not focus on anything aside from reading the books themselves. When I went to summer school that year I corrected a teacher at one point and had to stand out in the hallway until she finished, before she came back in and through gritted teeth said that if I ever corrected her again it would undermine her authority, like these kids were ready to rip out her throat.

I felt like she was ready to rip out mine, honestly.

I have totally experienced the cursive thing when I was in school too. There was also a project where I lost marks because we were to do a little report on an animal and include ONE of five topics, and I did all five. Oops.

The weirdest one I had was this one teacher I had in grade 1 who would penalize me marks every time I wrote my 1’s, 7’s, and Z’s ‘the wrong way’. The top is how I usually write, and the bottom was how I was ‘supposed to’ write them.
(I’m Canadian, not American, so we get shit for stupid things too)

One of the reasons I really have the drive to be a teacher is because I know what it is like to grow up being ‘too advanced’ and trying to just stay a part of the system. Children and teens deserve so much more than the school system is giving them. And I want to make a difference. 

(via jainz)

— 2 months ago with 365119 notes
#american education  #education  #school system 

Name: Torrey
Nickname: Torr
Location: Austin, TX
Height: 5’7
Any pets: Remy and Opel (rats)
Favourite thing about yourself: I fight for people. 
Worst habit: I don’t always filter between my brain and my mouth
Fun fact: I once accidentally met the Prime Minister of Japan when I was in Sapporo for the snow festival in 2005. It was pretty cool.

Identity, Sexuality & Personality

Gender identity: Female.
Sexual preference: Bi-sexual.
Romantic preference: My boyfriend?
"Kinsey Scale" score:
Relationship status: In one with a really awesome dude.
Myers/Briggs type: INFJ
Hogwarts house: Gryffindor

Routine

"Early Bird" or "Night Owl": I would stay up all night if I could, but I do best early in the morning.
Morning routine: Shower and go to work. Or make breakfast. Read some of a book and check Facebook.
Bath or shower: Shower and also Bath depends on my need to go somewhere or relaxation.
First thought in a morning: Get. Off. Of. Me. Christopher. Too. Close. Need. Personal. Space. In. Morning.
Last thought before falling asleep at night: I am… listening….to black metal…. why?

School/Work

Do you work or are you a student: Work
Where do you work/study: Childcare Center
What do you do: Infant teacher
Where do you see yourself in 5 years: Married. Still in Austin. Starting on a family.

Habits (Do you … )

Drink: I consume alcohol semi-regularly.
Smoke: Sometimes. I like cigars.
Do Drugs: Negative, ghost-rider.
Exercise: I am joining a gym soon. 
Have a go-to comfort food: Food. Hah.
Have a nervous habit: So. Many.

What is your favourite … ?

Physical quality (in yourself): Eyes. Smile. …boobs? hah
In Others: Eyes. Smiles. Hands.
Mental/emotional quality (in yourself): I love people deeply. I take in information really well and save it.
Food: PIZZA. Also, lasagna. And cantaloupe. 
Drink: Tea. Also, cream soda.

Animal: Sharks.
Artist/Band/Group: I really like James Vincent McMorrow. And also, musicals. 
Author/Poet: …Shakespeare. Also, CS Lewis and JRR Tolkien. And John Green.
TV Show: Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Dollhouse, Firefly, Burn Notice, Doctor Who, Supernatural, Merlin, Heroes, Psych
Actor/Actress: So. Many.

(Source: nagaoakiras, via jainz)

— 2 months ago with 25479 notes
#too much information  #hah