#CommonCore This is how the Government gets the unemployment rate.
What. The. Fuck. Is. This. Shit.
what “progressive” education in america is turning into.
THE FUCK’S THIS SHIT
what the hell is that supposed to even mean? I had to read over the explanation twice, and I’m taking algebra 2.
I’m taking fucking Calculus and I don’t get what the teacher is trying to do.
8+5=13. You can’t take 2 out of 5 and have 3 left over and just sitting in the side with nowhere to go. Math doesn’t work like that. AND, MR OR MRS TEACHER, YOU CERTAINLY CAN’T ADD 3 TO 8+2 BECAUSE YOU STILL GET 13
YOU ALREADY DID 8+2=10 YOU GOT 10 WHY DO YOU ADD 3?! YOU WON’T HAVE 10 ANYMORE YOU’LL HAVE 13
WHICH IS WHAT 8+5 IS SUPPOSED TO FUCKING EQUAL
Decided to make a handy graphic after seeing a lot of misinformation spread around tumblr. Current science isn’t perfect and definitions are bound to change, but I wanted to push back against the hostile attitude against it because it seems like a lot of people are being hostile for the wrong reasons.
Please let me know if there are any factual errors, thank you :)
since it’s “close to halloween” this post tends to circle around a lot
admittedly when i made this post i completely neglected to source the music and that’s 100% my fault and was bad of me to do (music needs to be sourced just like any other art does)
here’s the source now, just in case anyone doesn’t know what this is
these puppies believe in you, and you should too
I HAVE NEVER HIT REBLOG SO FAST IN MY LIFE.
I didn’t suspect anything for the six first years of my life.
First thing I started noticing was how people wouldn’t stop speaking french around me like it was the only language they knew… Why would they do this? Did they want to sound sophisticated or something?? It pissed me off so much. And there was this croissant thing too!! I just kept on seeing them everywhere like it was normal breakfast food???
But I remember the day I really freaked out and realised what I was. It was on a sunday. When I woke up in the morning earlier than usual because I heard my dad coming home. He likes going for walks in the early morning. That’s his thing. What a weirdo. So, I went out of my room and proceeded to ask him where he’d been.
And he looked at me. He looked at me and -I KID YOU NOT- he just told me he’d went out to buy a baguette for breakfast. A baguette. Here he was, the holy procreator of nerds, a baguette under one arm, a smile on his face. Like he was fucking proud of himself or something. He couldn’t see what he’d done.
Suddenly everything made sense in my head. The blue, white and red flag I was seeing everywhere. The general grumpiness of everyone. The huge metal tower that looked a lot like the Eiffel Tower I kept on seeing on postcards in shops. The complaining. The obsession with wine. The weird smelly cheeses.
"Dad" I said in a shaky voice "are you… are we…"
How no one managed to speak english properly. How my grandparents had once eaten snails in front of me. The awful dubbing of the tv shows. The azerty keyboards. The crême brûlée.
"Are we french?" I asked, tears in my eyes.
He could have denied it. He could have changed the subject. He could have laughed and maybe -maybe- everything would have just gone back to normal.
"Am I french?" I said again.
He could have lied. But he didn’t. He answered in a slow, deep voice :
i dont want a boyfriend or girlfriend
i want a faithful dragon companion
You’re Sad and I want to Lighten the Mood But I Don’t Want to Accidentally Disrespect Your Feelings a novel
You’re Sad but I’m a Lousy Friend and I Never Know What To Say To Cheer You Up At Times Like This I Am So Sorry the sequel
You’re Happy Now but I Still Feel Bad for Not Helping You Through Bad Spots the trilogy
IM LAUGHING SO HARD SOMEONE HELP
In case you’re sad here are some buns.