Hey kids, college isn’t like middle school

All you middle schoolers/AP high school kids out there



“We’re just preparing you for coll–” NO THATS A LIE

College is literally walking places with a computer and writing complete bullshit papers hoping you look like you know what you’re talking about and a bloodstream that is actually coffee and crawling into random study rooms hoping to god there’s a microwave

What you’re doing now is nothing like college and if your teachers tell you they’re trying to prepare you LAUGH IN THEIR FACES AND WALK OUTTA THERE.


“A woman in her late twenties/early thirties stopped me.  She said, “Excuse me, but my name is Jessica and I’m a clairvoyant.”  Jessica was pretty, calm, and confident and for whatever reason, I did stop for a moment to hear what she had to say.  She said she couldn’t help but notice a bright light around me and that meant the universe had big plans for me and many great things coming my way.“ 

“I wrote a silly little poem about the encounter:”

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Food prep for the week:

•NY strip steaks with mushroom cream sauce, mashed potatoes, and roasted vegetables.
•Extra steak went into caesar salads with romaine and shaved parm for lunches.
•Extra roasted vegetables were topped off with fried eggs for breakfasts.
•Grilled chicken sandwiches on whole wheat with tomato, avocado, bacon, and Havarti.
•Arugula salads with homemade honey mustard dressing.

Each meal took 30 minutes or less to prepare, and we only spent $90 on groceries this week! Everything was organic, too. Trader Joe’s really is the shit.


Rain isn’t the worst thing in the world but I dislike driving in it so if it could kindly leave that would be great. I just need perfect weather conditions all the time. IS THAT TOO MUCH TO ASK??

I’m doing pretty well with breakfast this week and we are with dinner I just totally forgot to prepare for lunches so next week we’ll do better.

Two nights in a row having dinner with Kevin was an absolute treat.

Also, I got a surprise FaceTime call from Forrest last night! I was so happy to see him. And Finley was being crazy in the background which was hilarious.

I’ve discovered that Wednesday nights and the gym we go to (it’s on the South side of town) mean that going home before is more of a waste of time than benefit because I usually have 20 minutes before I jump back in the car and head to the Y. Tonight I’m going to try out going to the Y right after work and see how that goes. I’m sure you’ll all be on your edge of your seats to see how it works out so I’ll let you know.

Hope you all have a good day!

The best thing about  Snowbarry is that ever since the  first time they met, there’s already the connection between them. Those little friendly gestures of making each other smile, being there for each other, trusting and believing in each other when all the others don’t, just shows how chemistry really works and how Grant and Danielle have this naturally in them. Yes they’re never romantically involved and we are aware of that. But it’s their superb chemistry that gives us this kind of feeling. No long talks and drama needed, just pure adorableness of them being next to each other already speaks a thousand words. That’s the Snowbarry magic. Who cares if they will never happen? Our ship may sink, but damn we are prepared with a submarine! And again, as long as Barry and Caitlin are interacting and exist on the show, there will always be Snowbarry.

Rock on, guys! :)

As we all prepare our souls for Sunday’s finale, here’s a little Captain Swan drabble turned fic to get us through humpday. Enjoy!

Home is the place, when you leave, you just miss it.

She never really bought what Neal was saying to her all those years ago, because how can you miss a place? Perhaps, she never understood what he meant because she’s never really settled down. For so long, life consisted of moving around so many places, sometimes having to leave on such short notice, because life happens and things don’t work out. No time to even have a chance to say goodbye.

But now, she thinks, she finally understands what he means. She never expected Storybrooke to become her home, but it has. She likes having her own routine there. And as much as she complains that it’s too small and everyone knows everyone else’s business, she finds it a little heartening. She likes catching up with Granny in the morning when she picks up her coffee. She even finds it enjoyable to tease Leroy and rile him up to bring out his dramatics.

Since the Jolly’s return to Storybrooke, she’s slept over there more nights than at the loft. Never having been inside the Captain’s quarters on their journey to Neverland, she actually was surprised to find the bed to be as big or as comfy as it was. Only the best for the Captain, Killian would say to her as he made his way to join her in bed.

As she lay awake staring at the ceiling of the hotel room in New York, she found that she couldn’t find sleep, no matter how tired she was. With her head spinning from the events of the day, she hoped to find some reprieve from her thoughts through sleep. But, she just could not get comfortable-the sheets felt too stiff, the room felt too hot, the bustling sounds of New York seemed too loud, and everything just felt wrong.

Surprising to her, she now found that she had trouble falling asleep if Killian wasn’t sleeping next to her. The nights she would sleep at the loft with Henry, she found that she would toss and turn, her body seeking out the warmth that it was accustomed to. She missed hearing his leveled breaths as he slept, or even the little snores that he would make when he was especially tired. She reveled in the fact that this usually happened after a night of pillaging and plundering.

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Sometimes its not just a rock… Discovered by my good friend #MartineGrainey at #ExclusiveMarsImages. We are preparing for the largest lawsuit againt a government agency in the history of the current era. Dont worry doubters. We will fight for you until you #WakeUp.

You have no idea whats happening. The shakedown is coming soon.
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Image credit: Sol 952 16:02 Site 46/0000 0952ML0041960350403492E01_DXXX - Apr 11, 2015, 10:26:31 AM UTC (approximate) Credit: NASA / JPL-Caltech / Malin Space Science Systems

I’m excited to announce that my next book, Before the Next Bomb Drops: Rising Up From Brooklyn to Palestine, will be released this September by Haymarket Books.

Pre-order the book today: http://bit.ly/1c2zG2l

In preparation for the launch, we are putting together a large book tour in the US and Canada (Europe and the Middle East to follow). If your campus or community group wants to connect this fall on a show, talk, or workshop, get in touch: Booking@PoeticInjustice.net.

“No matter what is going on in your life today, remember, it is only preparation. People come and go; situations rise and fall; it’s all preparation for better things. You must stretch, reach, grow into your goodness. Without the preparation we receive through adversity, disappointment, confusion, or pain, we could not appreciate the goodness when it arrives.” — Iyanla Vanzant

Come on in!

The Striaton Five-Star Restaurant is open for business once again! We’ve managed to rebuild such that those hard at work at rebuilding our lovely city have a place of repose to eat, drink and be merry! We hope that in our additional duties in helping the city back on its wearied feet, we may also help sate its hunger and thirst! Meals for anyone who’s worked on any major reconstructive projects in the city are on us!

The Gym itself is, sadly, still unfit for use. I apologize to our patrons that we won’t be able to showcase the fine battles that may come with our delectable spread, with added apologies to those who come seeking the Trio Badge. We hope to have our facility up and running with 100% of its original magnificent taste soon!

I got my Step 1 score back!! Honestly, I was ecstatic about it but it messed up the day a bit. A bunch of people were expecting their scores today but we had required classes. When we received the email saying

a ripple of nervous excitement went around the classroom. I feel sorry for the lecturer because I know none of us could pay attention anymore. 

After the class, we dispersed to wherever we felt prepared to open our scores. I went to my library carrel and 

is all you need to know. Like I said, I was pretty ecstatic over this and I kinda wanted to share that with my friends but it turns out most people were kinda disappointed and we had sort of a subdued lunch. So who the hell can I talk to about this? The people who understand what it means can’t discuss it. Blergh!

In sum, if you don’t want your day to be disrupted, turn off all of your email notifications until you get home on the day you expect your score.

A message to the supernatural fandom regarding dark dynasty

A. We know the show is problematic with killing female characters, but no one really lives, the Winchesters die themselves
B. It was meant to drive tension, create problems to allow the mark of Cain to have more of an influence so the prophecy can be fulfilled
C. If we think this is bad, this isn’t even a finale. Be prepared for 100 times worse next 2 episodes
D. Don’t be assholes. No death threats to writers
E. This show has never been kind
F. Sad an amazing character died, but this is only the beginning
G. This is only the start to an even more heart tearing out finale. We mourn now, but we must be prepared.

She’s more

Your name: submit What is this?

In the Playground:

“So, we’ll wait. Hydra wouldn’t risk everything for nothing. They wanted Y/N for a reason and I want to know which this could be.” Coulson said serious. “We know where she is, so if something will happen we’ll be prepared for it.

Hunter got angry, made a fist and he tried to stay calm. Bobbi saw how strained he was not to punch Coulson, touched gently his hand and looked at him with a short smile.

“Hey, calm down. We’ll get her back but-” Bobbi started whispering but got interrupted.

“Too late.” Hunter replied to Bobbi and didn’t care if the others heard him or not. “You want to use Y/N as a bait, yeah? Would you do this with each of us? Or just with them who doesn’t named ‘Skye’?” He asked Coulson sarcastic and took a few steps closer to him. “No offense.” Lance said and looked short to Skye who nodded, to show him that she understood why he was so pissed.

May took a step forward, “Lance, calm down.”

Coulson hold her back, “Let him. I understand that your angry, that Y/N is like a sister for you and I assure you nothing will happen to her. We’ve everything under control.”

“Are you sure of that?” He asked chuckled. “Because if you really had everything under control, you wouldn’t let that even happened.” Then he went angry out of the room and Bobbi followed him.


Lance went to his room and grabbed some things together, things he would need to get you back.

“Hunter stop..” Bobbi said. “Do you even have a plan? I mean you can’t go on your own and-”

“And what?” Lance replied shouting and looked straight in her eyes. “I don’t care what Coulson says. I’m not working for him and I’m only here because of Y/N, because she asked me to be here.“ 

Bobbi touched gently his shoulder. “I know what she means to you but you’ve your orders and maybe Coulson is right. There has to be a reason why Hydra wanted her.” she still looked him into his eyes. “I try to stop you from making a bad decision, Hunter.”

Hunter chuckled and took Bobbi’s hand from him, “You know nothing at all. Y/N is not a sister for me, she is a lot more than that.. so don’t try and stop me”

Bobbi stopped looking into Hunter’s eyes, as he told her that her heart broke a bit. Bobbi still had a few feelings for her Ex-Husband but besides this feelings, she was happy for him, that he moved on and found someone who really deserved him.

Lance saw Bobbi’s view, “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t-” 

“No, I’m actually happy for you. You deserve to be happy but you won’t if we let her use as a bait.”

“We?” Hunter asked curious.

“I won’t let you go on your own, without me you’d die in seconds.” Bobbi chuckled and showed him her gun and Lance was smiling. “I know where Y/N is but we’ve to hurry before the others will see us.”


Hydra Base:

As Hunter and Bobbi got out of the playground, without any troubles, they went to the Secret Hydra Base where they kept you. Lance and Bobbi got into the Base but as they saw how many Hydra Agent’s where in this house, Bobbi wanted to know Hunter’s plan.. actually she wanted to know if there was any plan at all.

“Well, to be honest I didn’t thought I’d came this far.” he whispered as they hide behind a corner. 

“I won’t tell you anything!” You shouted to an Hydra Agent then he slapped you. “Son of a Bitch..” You mumbled and spluttered blood on the ground. “When I get out of here, I’ll tear you into pieces.”

“That was Y/N..” Bobbi said soft. “Okay we’ll go to her-”

“And kill them.” Lance finished, got out of the corner and shot an Hydra Agent.

“I think that could work.” Bobbi replied and followed Hunter as he got forward and shoot a few more Agents. 


Bobbi and Lance separated to find you faster and Bobbi finally found you. She called for Lance and a lot of Hydra Agents got into the room where you were tied up on a chair. Hunter and Bobbi took one Agent after another down, they worked as a team until no Agents stand on their feet anymore.

Hunter nodded to Bobbi to, then he ran over to you. “Hey, beautiful.” he smirked, you had a really bloody face but Lance didn’t care. “How was your day?” Hunter asked and untied you.

You smiled and jumped into his arms and he buried his face into your neck, holding you tight. Bobbi saw him smiling and had to smile too. 

You let go of Lance and went over to Bobbi to hug her too, “Thank you.. not just for saving me.” then you let her go and she nodded smiling.

“What did Hydra want from you?” Bobbie asked curious.

“They thought because I trained with Natasha and Clint that I might know where they’re.” You replied.

Bobbi made big eyes “Wait what? You got trained by-”

“No not trained, they train together since Y/N got on a mission with them a few years ago.” Lance interrupted. 

“And I am one of a few who knows where the Avengers are right now.. I think Hydra wanted to be prepared for them.” 

“We should get back to the playground now, Coulson probably wants to kill me.” Lance chuckled and wrapped his arm around you.

“He will kill both of us.” she replied laughing and walked with Lance and you out of the Hydra Base.

“Should I ask?”

Lance laughed, “Nope.” he said with Bobbi at the same time.

queens-of-darkness asked:

Amen for your Philinda gifs! Really, they are what keep me sane after the episode last night... Now I think have to prepare myself for next tuesday

Thank you. :) I honestly don’t think we could prepare ourselves for the next eps.

They’ll be brutal.

Good news: 


#dragonnest This is a very silly thing I couldn’t resist posting, it’s based on an old deviantart meme called “x grab my y” or something like that. XD Our saint Kopenych is a very cheerful person and at the same time our guild’s personal Velskud, who’s armor set makes him actually look like a sadistic maniac in my opinion XD He is also one of the several people in our guild who owns almost complete BDN set, so he is the most prepared (and excited) for the HBDN even though we didn’t even beat BDN yet.

for one of my final performances in my drama class i have to lip sync to a song from a musical/disney song, so i choose be prepared from the lion king, and now since we have to reinvent the theme of the song, im going to dress up as pastel brutus and sing to a bunch of stuffed animals about how i’m going to stab caesar. and i will be evaluated on this. for a grade.

International runner Mubtaahij will stay in America to run in the Belmont Stakes at Belmont on 6 June 2015, after his run in the Kentucky Derby last week - his American debut.

At first, the plan was to ship the UAE Derby winner to Newmarket “to be turned out for several weeks before resuming training that focused on the 2016 Emirates Dubai World Cup”.

Trainer Mike de Kock said: “The Belmont suits us best … Mubtaahij will see out the (1½ miles). We have more than a month to prepare him. Mubtaahij will be more settled and he’ll be better for it, he’ll come on from his Derby run.”
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Photo: Charlie Riedel/Associated Press
Mubtaahij during a morning workout at Churchill Downs, 28 April 2015

November 10, 2004

Honeymoon Poem

A honeymoon at last, to get away from it all
My assistant Fe gave me the call.

I remember it well, as she was smilin’
She said it was called Turtle Island.

I packed my bags light and quick,
Then grabbed my pink dress & favorite lipstick.

We hopped on a plane and took our flight
I slept really well, all through the night.

As we arrive, I turn and look out the door,
People are greeting us right at the shore.

A meal, a shower and some ice cream
Then I threw my man down, you know what I mean!

Magical nights filled with stars
Silence is golden, no running cars.

Private dinners, romantic fires
Little piece of heaven, whatever your heart desires.

Friendly “hellos” and never goodbyes
When you’re having fun, oh, how time flies!

As we sit and prepare to make our part
I thank you, Turtle Island, with all my heart!

~ Britney

[Admin note: Just when I thought I had everything, I found this sitting in the corners of the internet!]