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fyeahhistorymajorheraldicbeast:

I did this today in a museum in China, I noticed a mistake she made due to the dates. Go me.

fyeahhistorymajorheraldicbeast:

I did this today in a museum in China, I noticed a mistake she made due to the dates. Go me.

fyeahenglishmajorarmadillo:

Not a meme, but… 
 
Am I the only one who finds it REALLY amusing that the English department feels it necessary to give this out to its majors? 
I love it even more that the adviser I met with calls it, “The Sheet You Show Your Family During The Holidays”. 
submitted by: cchirpich
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I HAVE THREE OF THESE CRUMPLED AT THE BOTTOM OF MY BACKPACK RIGHT NOW.
~Tori

fyeahenglishmajorarmadillo:

Not a meme, but… 

 

Am I the only one who finds it REALLY amusing that the English department feels it necessary to give this out to its majors? 

I love it even more that the adviser I met with calls it, “The Sheet You Show Your Family During The Holidays”. 

submitted by: cchirpich

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I HAVE THREE OF THESE CRUMPLED AT THE BOTTOM OF MY BACKPACK RIGHT NOW.

~Tori

cyanidezone:

soulglowactivatur:


Popcorn popping in slow motion. 

it looks like a transformer or pokemon or something badass like that

THIS IS AWESOME

cyanidezone:

soulglowactivatur:

Popcorn popping in slow motion. 

it looks like a transformer or pokemon or something badass like that

THIS IS AWESOME

My inhability to start in time is crippling. Any social event - people’s birthdays, drinks with friends, family dos, anything - gets swept aside and cancelled, because there’s this voice inside my head screaming, “I HAVEN’T STARTED WRITING!” I wake up, shower, have a coffee, watch telly, go to town, buy some food, putter about, buy a magazine, come home, e-mail, make phone calls, watch more telly, and it goes on and on and on until I go to bed again, and a whole day’s gone. It’s just vanished. Every single minute of day, every single sodding minute, is labelled with this depressing, lifeless, dull thought: I’m not writing. I make the time vanish. I don’t know why I do this. I even set myself little targets. At 10am, I think, I’ll start at noon. At noon, I think, I’ll make it 4pm. At 4 pm, I think, too late now, I’ll wait for tonight and work till late. And then I use TV programmes as crutches - ooh, must watch this, must watch that - and then it’s 10pm and I think, well, start at midnight, that’s a good time. A good time?! A nice round number! At midnight, I despair and reckon it’s too late, and stay up despairing. I’ll stay that way till 2 or 3am, and then go to bed in a tight knot of frustration. The next day, the same thing. Weeks can pass like that. I’m wondering if describing it to you might break the cycle. Probably not.

Russell T. Davies, The Writer’s Tale (via starbuckmacguff)

GRATUITOUS PICTURE OF MYSELF (via silencingthedrums)

SO MUCH GPOY IT HURTS.

(via shakingtambourine)

YES THIS YES THIS

(via pitcherplant)

fyeahenglishmajorarmadillo:

[Picture: Background — a six piece pie style colour split, alternating black and grey. Foreground — a picture of an armadillo. Top text: “ 2 pages double spaced? ” Bottom text: “ [enough room for your thesis] ”]
Submitted by: Secrets of the Mind

fyeahenglishmajorarmadillo:

[Picture: Background — a six piece pie style colour split, alternating black and grey. Foreground — a picture of an armadillo. Top text: “ 2 pages double spaced? ” Bottom text: “ [enough room for your thesis] ”]

Submitted by: Secrets of the Mind

fyeahhistorymajorheraldicbeast:

The same exam also had the question “What happened in Spain on 10th October 1582?”. Such a funny professor full of tricks!
I’m Mandragona.tumblr.com

fyeahhistorymajorheraldicbeast:

The same exam also had the question “What happened in Spain on 10th October 1582?”. Such a funny professor full of tricks!

I’m Mandragona.tumblr.com

professorspork:

jackmidgley:

-iamkim:

LIKE A BOSS.

THAT IS THE FUCKING BEST

So ill-advised, but so awesome.

professorspork:

jackmidgley:

-iamkim:

LIKE A BOSS.

THAT IS THE FUCKING BEST

So ill-advised, but so awesome.