one time in freshman year my biology teacher was teaching us about chromosomal disorders and apparently some women can have three X chromosomes and she went to go look up some pictures of what some women afflicted with this condition look like. unfortunately my teacher typed in “XXX females” and that worked about just as well as you’d expect
Reblogging just so John Green can find this and accept your mother’s dinner invitation
i hate when the teacher ends a lesson early and gives the class time to talk with each other because im always just sitting there alone for 10 minutes like
I’ve had enough.
I have a friend named Kaitlan: she’s beautiful and kind and is a great cosplayer, and she’s been getting these slipped under her apartment door for months.
I asked her if I could make this post because I’ve been seeing this happening and I just want something to be done. Whether it’s people supporting her or someone telling her how to get this to stop. How to get these people to get the punishment they deserve.
She has literally done anything that she knows to do. She even went to the police:
They told her to come back if it got more serious. What does that even MEAN? Apparently, someone has to actually kill themselves for this to be serious to the police.
Apparently, this behavior is acceptable at Indiana University of PA. Apparently, this behavior is acceptable to the Indiana County Police. Apparently, bullying like this is completely acceptable until someone ends up dead.
I’m just absolutely infuriated right now. This should not go unpunished. Absolutely fucking not.
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The Queen breaking into laughter as She passes Her husband, the Duke of Edinburgh, standing outside the Buckingham Palace, 2005
she’s so cute
anytime the queen goes past any of her family she just pisses herself laughing, i love it
she’s laughing because she still thinks no one knows they’re all werewolves
when you happen to mention never personally wanting to have kids and someone decides to butt in and remind you not to worry and that “you’ll change your mind in time”
“Can you, in fact, “Spock-ify” any phrase that I give you?” (x)
IM CRYING WITH REAL TEARS OF LAUGHTER MY INSIDE PARTS HURT SO MUCH WHY IS THIS SO FUNNY
h E LPD WHAT IDCS AIR
Oscar was adopted as a kitten from an animal shelter and grew up in the third-floor end-stage dementia unit at Steere House Nursing and Rehabilitation Center in Providence, Rhode Island. The 41-bed unit treats people with Alzheimer’s, Parkinson’s disease and other illnesses, most of whom are in the end stage of life and are generally unaware of their surroundings. Oscar was one of six cats adopted by Steere House, which bills itself as a “pet friendly” facility.
After about six months, the staff noticed that Oscar, just like the doctors and nurses, would make his own rounds. Oscar would sniff and observe patients, then curl up to sleep with certain ones. The patients he would sleep with often died within several hours of his arrival. One of the first cases involved a patient who had a blood clot in her leg that was ice cold at the time. Oscar wrapped his body around her leg and stayed until the woman died.In another instance, the doctor had made a determination of impending death based on the patient’s condition, while Oscar simply walked away, causing the doctor to believe that Oscar’s streak (12 at the time) had ended. However, it would be later discovered that the doctor’s prognosis was simply 10 hours too early: Oscar later visited the patient, who died two hours later.
Oscar’s accuracy led the staff to institute a new and unusual protocol: once he is discovered sleeping with a patient, staff will call family members to notify them of the patient’s (expected) impending death.
Most of the time the patient’s family has no issue with Oscar being present at the time of death. On those occasions when he is removed from the room at the family’s request, he is known to pace back and forth in front of the door and meow in protest. When present, Oscar will stay by the patient until they die, then after death will quietly leave the room.
i find this very interesting as this behavior seems common in many cats that reside in mental and nursing homes. Often sharing the bed of the soon to be deceased. In the ancient world cats were revered by many cultures, most famously Ancient Egypt, as guardians of the underworld, keepers of the gate of death, and sometimes even harbingers of death itself. This makes me wonder whether this behavior was observed during ancient times as well and perhaps prompted this belief and many practices surrounding it.
“Hey, wait… Where did you got that?!”
“Nowhere… I-it wasn’t anything, Dean.” Cas mumbled as Dean gripped his chin and Castiel turned his face away from his boyfriend.
Cas sighed, he shouldered his swim bag some more.
“Cas. Where did you get that?” Dean said, more seriousness in his voice. Cas finally looked at Dean. This time, though, he had tears bubbling in his eyes. The purple on his left cheek bone was sprinkled with shine as a tear escaped his eye.
“Oh, babe…” Dean pulled him in to a tight hug and kissed the top of his head. He cooed sweet nothings to calm the other. The rubbed his back and held him tight. “Shhh…” he whispered.
“It-i-it was…” Cas tried, he steadied himself and took a deep breath. Cas let go of Dean a little and looked at him in the eyes; Dean wiping his tears away.
“It was after practice… we were all heading to the locker room and when we go there I checked my phone… I got your text.” Cas looked at his shoes.
“Oh shit, Cas, was this because of… the text?” Dean was looking behind Cas to see if anyone was there, to see if the culprit responsible for his boyfriends shiner was anywhere near.
“Raphy saw it.” Cas spoke. His voice was like gravel. He was mad - and upset. He was happy because of the contents of the text but also deeply infuriated as to what Raphael said. “He was craning over my shoulder as I read it…”
Dean gripped Cas shoulders and leaned in to kiss his forehead. Cas sighed out a strained sob. Dean wrapped protective arms around him - nothing with hurt you, Cas. Not while I’m around to protect you…
Cas let his bag fall. He wrapped his arms around Dean and they stood there - hugging. Enticed in the others arms just emoting love.
Dean leaned back and smirked.
“Well, where is the little shit now? I gotta show him some… love.” With that, Cas smiled.
“I think he’s still in the locker room. I booked it out of there the second I could…” Dean waited for the swimmer to continue, “He said something like, ‘Novak’s sucking dick on the big n’ bad Winchester quarterback.’ I turned around and looked at him dead in the eye…”
“That death glare you give.” Dean smiled.
“Yeah.” Cas’ lips’ corners turned up. Dean always made his situations better. “So he went on a spiel about how I’ve sucked dick sense 7th grade and I told him how he knew - was he just so interested he kept tabs. Then he said, ‘At least if I picked dick, it wouldn’t be Winchesters. As far as I’m concerned, the guys the biggest asshole of them all.’ and I may have socked him in the jaw…”
Deans mouth was agape, his eyes full blown.
“Then I leaned over to him on the floor and said, ‘He does have the biggest hole, how’d you know?’ then he got up and nailed me in the eye.” Cas cautiously touched his cheek, it was still tender.
Dean’s mouth was, still, open. “You… you?“ He managed. “You. Sweet as a tart Castiel Novak not only punched some body but had a witty come back? I must be rubbing off on you…” Dean smiled his wolfish half smile.
“You can say that again…” Cas mumbled. Dean slipped his arm around his boyfriend.
“So, here’s the plan. We’ll bust in the locker room; guns blazin’…” Dean’s voice trailed off as the two walked down the corridor to the locker room. Dean needed to get some revenge.
No one hurts his angel and get’s away with it.
Twilight in two seconds
This is the only twilight thing I will ever reblog.
I have been waiting for this gif
THIS IS MY DOG
littlehealersenna said:And I love the Goblin King :3 (Totally unrelated comment referring to Labyrinth)
we have one too! of course his pants bulge isnt as good.
May not have a pants bulge but he has fantastic moobs and a great wattle.