this is why i didn't do my homework

they tried
  • Hermione & Pansy: *bursts into dorm room with camera* YOU TWO ARE HAVING SEX!
  • Harry: *doing homework* ...
  • Draco: *reading* ...
  • Harry: ...
  • Draco: *looks over* Harry? Really? Why didn't you tell me, I would've put my book down.
Doing homework
  • Gryffindor : hey Ravenclaw, can you help me with my homework ?
  • Ravenclaw : there was... homework ?
  • Gryffindor : well yeah, a whole page.
  • Ravenclaw : ... shit.
  • Gryffindor : I guess you didn't do it then. Nevermind, I'll ask Slytherin.
  • Gryffindor : hey Slytherin ! *puppy eyes* help me with my homework please ?
  • Slytherin : *glares*
  • Gryffindor : I have candy.
  • Slytherin : what exactly do you need help with ?
  • A while later
  • Hufflepuff : hey guys ! What - are you doing your homework ?? Why didn't you do it at home ? And Slytherin, you're helping them ?
  • Slytherin : your bewilderment wounds me. I am a very nice and helpful person !
  • Hufflepuff :
  • Gryffindor : I had candy.
  • Teacher: why didn't you do the homework?
  • me: i was busy thinking about how death is inevitable and it how it wouldn't matter if i died right this second or in 50 years because i am insignificant in the scheme of things and i am just a spec in the universe that will not be remembered after death nor will i remember anything and whether i do or don't do homework will not matter after the human race ceases to exist
One time in class, I got fed up
  • This was one of my favorite teachers ever, he didn't believe in homework and was just the coolest dude ever
  • Teacher: I won't be here tomorrow so I left worksheets for the teacher to give you.
  • Kid: why can't we watch a movie?
  • Teacher: because the school board doesn't like us to show you movies that don't have anything to do with the curriculum. They say that movies are for home and we need to keep your home life separate from your school life.
  • Me: then why do they give us homework?
  • Whole class: .....
  • Teacher: .....
  • President: .....
  • Miley Cyrus: ....
  • Me: ....
  • Teacher: Samantha, please. Whatever you do. Bring this up with the principal because that's the best argument I have ever heard.
Voltron characters as things my friends and i have said
  • Lance: I'm gonna make out with the banana slug.
  • Pidge: I think I'm so short because I didn't sleep very much last year, because I was always on my phone at night and woke up to do homework at like 4 in the morning.
  • Hunk: One time I baked cookies but we messed up and everything merged into one big super-cookie. It was delicious.
  • Keith: It's the ECC. What does that stand for? The Emo Crying Corner.
  • Shiro: Wait, flour is poisonous?
  • Allura: Why are you all saying I'm adorable? I'm just... normal?
  • Coran: What's peanut butter?

Aqua Form - Juvia Lockser - fanart. I thought I’d try giving the effect she’s using Water Body and make her fingers and edges of her hair watery (?). I tried. I really did. However. I’m really proud of the lighting work on this..I wanted it to be very detailed and yeah I don’t think I did too bad :3

And sorry I haven’t posted in art in a while, it’s just been very hectic with school T T

Made by jiyu-koya. Please do not repost, do not remove source.

how to draw mizar:

-stay up for 56 hours

-drink 4-5 red bulls 

-put on some sweats 

-look in the mirror 

-draw that

  • Seokjin: Taehyung.
  • Taehyung: Yes, mom?
  • Seokjin: Why didn't you do your homework?
  • Taehyung: If I did my homework, I would get good grades.
  • Taehyung: If I got good grades, you would send me to college.
  • Taehyung: If I go to college, I'll graduate and get a job.
  • Taehyung: If I get a job, I might get fired.
  • Taehyung: If I get fired, I could go bankrupt and lose everything.
  • Taehyung: That's why I didn't do my homework.
The Snape Dialogues: Our New Celebrity
  • Time: Harry's first year, after that first Potions class before dinner
  • Place: Gryffindor common room
  • Students: Harry, Ron and Hermione sit around a square, low table where they are doing their homework - Hermione is studious but Harry is brooding, and Ron is doodling
  • Hermione: You've been studying the flames in the fire forever, Harry. What are you thinking of?
  • Harry: Potions.
  • Ron: *looks up* Snape hates you mate.
  • Hermione: *indignant* He does not, Ron!
  • Ron: Yes he does, Hermione. He was picking on Harry all through class and if looks could... *Harry is standing, stares a bit more in decision* Harry?
  • Harry: I have to go talk to Professor Snape. I'll meet you later at dinner. *before Ron can stop him or Hermione can protest he has gone through the portrait door, and vanished*
  • Place: Down in the dungeons, Professor Snape's Office.
  • Snape: *glances up from his paperwork as there is a knock on his door* Come. *as the door opens he is surprised to see that annoying first year Gryffindor that has plagued his thoughts since the boy's impending arrival* Potter...
  • Harry: I'm sorry to bother you, Professor Snape, but I think we need to talk.
  • Snape: *points to one of two ladder-back wooden chairs in front of his desk - Harry sits then squirms to find a comfortable place* Stop fidgeting, Potter. That chair offers no comfort to my visitors. Now, why have you interrupted me?
  • Harry: *hesitates as he clasps his fingers tautly in his lap* I'm not a bad student, Professor Snape. *the older wizard does not answer other than a raised eyebrow which tells Harry his teacher does not believe him* I know I couldn't answer anything in class but... *lifts his book bag to his lap and starts rummaging around in it then takes out his Potions notebook - he pushes it across the desk* First page, Sir. It's new.... uhm... please look?
  • Snape: *picks up the notebook and flips the cover to reveal the first page - Harry has written upon it with somewhat blotchy letters but a steady hand* That is my speech word for word. Did someone write this down for you, Potter?
  • Harry: *sighs and shakes his head* No, Sir, that's my writing. Your speech was brilliant and I wanted to remember it.
  • Snape: Indeed. *closes the notebook and puts it down upon the surface of his desk* Then perhaps you will enlighten me as to why you had not read the first chapter of today's lesson.
  • Harry: *hesitates and shifts even though nothing can make him feel comfortable - the Potions Master simply waits - finally he speaks in a soft voice* My... wouldn't... read...
  • Snape: *scowls* Potter, speak up or I will send you away for wasting my time.
  • Harry: *nods nervously, then blurts* My Uncle wouldn't let me read any of my textbooks. He locked them in the basement after I came home from Diagon Alley.
  • Snape: That sounds a bit extreme. Were you being punished for some infraction, Potter.
  • Harry: *knows that his teacher is thinking the worst of him* Always, Professor Snape. My relatives don't like me and they like magic even less. Headmaster Dumbledore sent my aunt and uncle a note with my letter telling them I had to go but they still tried to stop that from happening.
  • Snape: *leans forward and puts his elbows upon the surface of his desk - he is intrigued, now* Tell me, Mr. Potter, of the day Hagrid was sent to fetch you to take you to Diagon Alley.
  • Harry: *shifts again, coughs once nervously, and is surprised to find a glass of water hovering in front of him - he takes it and drinks* Thank you, Sir. *a wave of his teacher's hand and the water is Vanished* Well, when the first letter for me showed up by owl my Uncle burned it. It just kind of exploded at that point. By the end of the day there were lots of owls outside the house and letters were exploding through the windows and down the chimney. My uncle grabbed me and my cousin and we got in the car where Uncle Vernon drove us all the way to the ocean and rented us a tiny cabin practically out in the ocean. Aunt Petunia was sure no one would find us and my cousin and I were sent to bed. *he drew in a deep breath and then related how he woke at midnight to celebrate his birthday and then Hagrid arrived, yelled at his aunt and uncle, gave Dudley a pigtail, and took him away to London* Diagon Alley was just brilliant, Sir! *he smiles*
  • Snape: For any first year, be they Muggle-born or wizard-born it is a truly magical sight, Mr. Potter. Now, relate to me what happened when you returned home.
  • Harry: *sighs knowing he would have to reveal things he didn't even want to think about* Uncle Vernon locked me in my cupboard and locked my new trunk and all of my stuff in the basement. Hedwig, my owl, got away and I think she flew to Hogwarts. So, you see I would have read all of my textbooks just like Hermione did but... I couldn't.
  • Snape: You had a few hours before classes began today, Mr. Potter. Why did you not read anything in that time?
  • Harry: *fidgeting once more* I don't want to get my new friend in trouble.
  • Snape: *sits back and unclasps his hands* Then, there is no more to say, Potter...
  • Harry: *grimaces* Fine! All right... I was going to read some of my textbooks and Hermione even suggested I could read with her but Ron took my books and hid them and told me we didn't have to do anything until we got homework. Please don't punish Ron, Sir, he'll stop being my friend.
  • Snape: *peers at the boy* And, that is important to you, is it not? Having your friends. *Harry nods miserably - sure that Ron will never be friends with him again* Technically, your friend is correct in that you really need not do anything before the formal start of term. *leans slightly forward* However, we teachers suggest that you prepare for classes before term starts which is one of the reasons we send your letters a month in advance of the term's start. *Harry is about to interrupt but his teacher holds up his hand* Yes, Mr. Potter, I do understand that your guardians were averse to you even having your Hogwarts things near. And, I should like to understand more about this 'cupboard' of yours.
  • Harry: *looks down at clasped hands* Uhm... you heard me say that out loud, huh?
  • Snape: *smirks* My hearing is quite good, Mr. Potter. The 'cupboard' issue aside for now, allow me to ask you this... if you liked my speech before class, what did you hope Potions would be like before you attended.
  • Harry: *brightens* Well, that's real magic, isn't it? Hermione told me that Potions isn't just stirring a bunch of ingredients together. It's using your own magic to make the potion what it is. I told her it was like the Chemistry I saw on television. It's science. It's discovering how to make neat things to help others. *deflates visibly* It... uhm... sorta doesn't seem that way now.
  • Snape: *rises from his desk* Follow me, Mr. Potter.
  • Harry: *obediently and curiously follows his teacher through an inner door to the Potions classroom - the Potions Master indicates to the Boy-Who-Lived to sit at his work table while he Summons a book from his desk* This is Daimon Grayling's Book of Potions. It contains recipes for a variety of potions I use beyond the textbooks in all of my classes. I should like you to turn to page 94, Mr. Potter.
  • Harry: *takes the book, notes that it is stained and well-worn, and then he turns to the requested page* Hush-A-Bye Elixir. It sounds pretty. What does it do?
  • Snape: It was created by a young Hogwarts student for her NEWTs in 1977 and it is intended to be a gentle sleep aid for colicky babies. I would like for you to brew it, perfectly, without my input. All the ingredients are in the cabinet and the recipe details precisely what you need to do as you are brewing. I have lesson plans to go over so I will be at my desk. Only call upon me if you are in serious need of help. Begin, Mr. Potter.
  • Harry: *watches as the professor leaves his side so he reads the recipe, picks up the book, and gathers the ingredients he will need - soon he is brewing*
  • Time: An Hour later
  • Harry: *a smile fills his face as his potion fades from a muddy blue to a soft - pillowy - blue*
  • Snape: Very good, Mr. Potter.
  • Harry: *his head jerks up - he was not expecting his teacher behind him* I did it, Professor Snape.
  • Snape: *actually smiles - sort of* Indeed, Mr. Potter. You did acceptably well.
  • Harry: *beams and looks at his potion* Thank you, Sir. Uhm... Professor? I know I've never heard of her but who was it that created this potion?
  • Snape: *sighs wistfully* A very talented potions student, Mr. Potter. Her name was Lily Evans. *Harry's jaw drops, and his teacher stretches out a finger to tap the boy's mouth closed* Your mother, Mr. Potter. *he hands the happily shocked student a note and Harry takes it slowly* You have missed dinner. This gives you permission to receive your meal in your common room. Clean up and then you are dismissed, Mr. Potter. *returns to his desk*
  • Harry: *quickly cleans his work table and then bottles the potion then takes it to his teacher* Can anyone use this potion, Professor Snape?
  • Snape: *takes the large bottle* I will put the Hush-A-Bye into single dose ampoules which I will send to Slug & Jiggers in your name. That should provide you with a tidy allowance for whatever you wish to use the gold for.
  • Harry: *beyond over-joyed* Thank you, Sir. Uhm... yeah... really... thank you! *turns and trots to the door of the classroom but then he stops, turns, and turns a serious expression upon his face* You aren't going to change towards me in class and stuff, aren't you, Professor?
  • Snape: *shakes his head slowly* I cannot change, Mr. Potter. However, you are invited to bring questions and concerns to me before dinner. Use a Disillusionment Charm, though, and no one shall ever know.
  • Harry: *nods - and then leaves*
  • Snape: *studies the potion then looks towards the closed door* I will know about your 'cupboard' next time, Mr. Potter.

What a talented artist

based on some comments on my previous post

INFP and Homework
  • Fi: WE'RE HOME! YES! I HATE SCHOOL!
  • Si: Ah yes the weekend, so many good memories. I remember this one time...
  • Ne: Let's do that again, only this time, we do this, and this, change that, try that, and that and that and that and- OH! We can finally go back to these ideas about this idea that we got from that book and that movie, I've been listing so many ideas the entire day boss, I can't wait to finally put them to use!
  • Si: Do you remember even half of them?
  • Ne: ...No...
  • Fi: WHO CARES! THE WEEKEND IS HERE! LET'S ENJOY IT WHILE IT LASTS!
  • Te: Guys we're not exactly done, we got work to do still.
  • Fi: Oh F***, why are you here?
  • Te: We got a two paper essay for Science, it needs to be done.
  • Fi: LEAVE FROM HERE YOU SUFFERING PIECE OF SH!T! I WILL NOT HAVE MY VACATION BE TAINTED BY SOMETHING AS GROSS AND MEANINGLESS AS AN ESSAY!
  • Si: I don't know Fi, I remember when we turned in the last essay late and the teacher got really annoyed with us and it felt really horrible being the only one in class who didn't do their homework...
  • Ne: Who said we couldn't do it? We could do it after we finish up our own projects, or we can alternate between the two, or we could do it tomorrow, THE POSSIBILITIES ARE ENDLESS!
  • Si: Um, I don't-
  • Fi: WE'LL GO WITH NE'S PLAN, IT'S BOUND TO WORK!
  • Te: Excuse me, that is not a-
  • Fi: *punches Te, K.O-ing him* CONTINUE AHEAD WITH THE ACTIVITIES!
  • Ne and Si: Aye Aye Captain!
  • INFP as a whole: *waits until the last possible second to get essay done*
School Starters
  • "Schools here! I can't wait to fail."
  • "I just wanna turn around and go back to bed."
  • "Hopefully this school year it better than that year."
  • "I'm gonna do better this school year!"
  • "Hey! It's been awhile!"
  • "We haven't seen each other this school break, how are you?"
  • "Excuse me, do you know where room (number) is?"
  • "Are you new here?"
  • "I haven't seen you around before."
  • "You're here too?"
  • "Oh, it's been awhile since I last saw you."
  • "Hey! We're in the same class again!"
  • "I thought you transferred schools."
  • "Too bad we're in different classes."
  • "Show me your schedule, maybe we're in some classes."
  • "We gotta hang out after school."
  • "Wish it was suspended."
  • "Is it too late to go back home?"
  • "Wanna skip with me?"
  • "Heard there was a new teacher..."
  • "Seen the substitute?"
  • "I wonder what happened to Ms/Mrs._"
  • "Avoid those typed, they could ruin your reputation."
  • "Want a school tour?"
  • "Need anything else?"
  • "You'll need to go to the faculty office first."
  • "Promised you'd graduate here with me!"
  • "Why'd you leave me here?
  • "I honestly don't like my section."
  • "Our homeroom teacher is the best/worst!"
  • "Wanna put tape on the door?"
  • "If you don't take studying seriously, then why are you still here?"
  • "Leave if you're just going to dwadle around."
  • "Stop procrastinating and do your work."
  • "Sir/Ma'am can't really expect us to write this long of an essay...right?"
  • "This is impossible."
  • "What does this even mean?!"
  • "I'd prefer memorization."
  • "I'd prefer solving."
  • "Better hurry, the cafeteria piles up a lot."
  • "Better be the first in line."
  • "Why is the line so long?!"
  • "Dammit they're out of (__)!"
  • "How much is that?"
  • "I'll buy you something."
  • "Help me out with my homework here."
  • "Wanna do a group study?"
  • "We're doing the group project later, wanna come with?"
  • "Stop doing nothing and help us out here!"
  • "Just because you provided the materials, doesn't mean you don't help us."
  • "Can I copy your homework?"
  • "I left my homework/project!"
  • "I'm sorry professor, I wasn't able to complete my homework because of (reason)."
  • "I could've sworn I put my work here..."
  • "Did you pass your papers?"
  • "You didn't pass it."
  • "Why are you late?"
  • "I need to wake up earlier than this..."
  • "Dammit, late again."
  • "Go to the principles office this instant."
Basically how my day will go tomorrow...
  • French teacher: Why didn't you do your homework?
  • Me: You said, remember I love you.
  • Geography teacher: Why didn't you do your homework?
  • Me: You said, remember I love you.
  • Science teacher: Why are you failing this quiz?
  • Me: You said, remember I love you.
  • Vocals teacher: Why aren't you singing?
  • Me: You said, remember I love you.
  • School concert: Siiiiiiilent Night. Hooooooooooly Night.
  • Me: REEEEEMEMBER IIIIIIIIII LOVE YOU!!!
Touched
  • *ISTP and INFJ are at lunch, talking about their plans for the future*
  • INFJ: I can't decide if I want to be a writer or a librarian! Maybe I can be a writer and work as a librarian part-time or something?
  • ISTP: That sounds cool.
  • INFJ: Are you even listening?
  • ISTP: Tbh yes, but I'm trying to do my homework at the same time so it's really a semi no.
  • INFJ: Why didn't you do it last night? Or before that? It's literally been assigned for a month.
  • ISTP: I forgot.
  • ISTP: And then I was busy doing stuff like INTJ.
  • ISTP: And sleeping.
  • ISTP: Yesterday I got home and I was like, 'Maybe today will be the day that I will be productive.'
  • INFJ: I'm guessing that didn't work out?
  • ISTP: Of course not, I passed out like two minutes later.
  • ISTP: I slept from 3pm to 6am. I think that's a new record for me.
  • INFJ: Omg.
  • ISTP: I think it's fate because my jersey number for soccer is 17.
  • ISTP: And I slept for 17 hours, that's gotta be connected in some strange way.
  • INFJ: Definitely.
  • ISTP: *closes their textbook*
  • ISTP: I finished.
  • ISTP: Jesus Christ, I can't say that I do that too often.
  • ISTP: Semi shoutout right there to my homegirl INTJ. Although it's not an exactly positive one, but eh, she'll have to take it.
  • ISTP: Wish she was here.
  • ISTP: I haven't seen her in forever.
  • INFJ: ...
  • INFJ: You literally saw her this morning.
  • ISTP: WHAT
  • ISTP: I did?!
  • ISTP: W-why didn't you alert me!
  • INFJ: You were listening to music with your headphones, and you were semi-unconscious. Your head was against the table and she tried to say hi to you, but you were like dead to the world, so she just said something sarcastic and left.
  • ISTP: Fuck my life.
  • INFJ: I guess you could never be a security guard. You would probably fall asleep on the job.
  • ISTP: True.
  • ISTP: So, uh, what do you see me being as then? Considering the fact that I'm not really good at anything, any suggestions would be heavily appreciated...
  • INFJ: Uh...
  • INFJ: To be honest, I could see you as a-
  • ISTP: If you say porn star I will slap you, because INTJ already said that to me and-
  • INFJ: I was just going to say I could see you being a very sarcastic comedian in your future.
  • ISTP: ...
  • ISTP: Y-you think I'm funny?
  • INFJ: Yes.
  • ISTP: Even my memes?
  • INFJ: Especially yes.
  • ISTP: I'm- I'm touched. *dramatically clutches their hand to their chest*
  • INFJ: Haha, you look like you're having a heart attack, but if you say so.
  • ISTP: I'm having a heart attack because I'm not used to having so much love and joy fill my shriveled heart all at once.
  • ISTP: Actually, I'm probably having a heart attack because I'm literally dying to get out of school.