Yo-Ho Yo-Ho A College Life for Me

theelectrafrootfam:

sadgaywerewolf:

One day I wanna be rich enough that I can just like. Give away hundreds of thousands of dollars every year in like scholarships or grants or whatever. That when I see someone make a post like “hey can I get $50 for groceries” I can just donate $1000. Or tip my server their rent money. Like that’s the dream

i actually think about this all the time

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whatblogidonthaveablog:

blueandbluer:

flashinqlights:

ok so there’s a game me and my friends play called “don’t get me started” and basically someone gives another person a random topic and they have to go on an angry rant about it and it’s the best thing that’s ever happened to us at parties and car rides so I highly recommend playing sometimes with your friends

I love this idea. We used to do things like this in Improv.

Related game: “THINK ABOUT IT.” You’re given a random topic, and your job is to build it into an epic conspiracy theory, the crazier the better. You end your rant with a serious face and the command that your listeners “Think about it.” 

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kagezukami:

share a coke with the indescribable, omnipresent feeling of dread in the pit of your stomach

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hecksinki:

it is literally impossible for me to be a casual viewer like I’m either super obsessed with it or it doesn’t exist there is no in between

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OMG! Ok so my brother and I had an eye appointment yesterday and we went and saw a new guy. So this guy is looking at my bro’s eye and he notices that on part is slightly raised or some shit like that. He asked my brother if he sees like outlines of shapes when he’s looking at them and my brother’s like yeah.. Guys.. His whole life he’s been seeing in a form of double vision and he didn’t even know it cause he didn’t know it was wrong.. my brother is 16

get-yr-social-work-rage-on:

blackcatsandbadnews:

get-yr-social-work-rage-on:

tonight i was at the bar with three other hot shit professional whipsmart lady friends when a drunk but affable dude came over to hit on us. he tried some mild negging to our increasing delight (one of my friends literally had her chin in her hands, fluttering her eyelashes at him like he was an adorable toddler as he kept trying to neg at her), and when that didn’t pan out, he told us he was “really into philosophy” these days. little did he know what table he had sat down at. we all immediately started quizzing him. “what kind of philosophy?” 

“oh, you know,” he said, waving his hand. “just a few books here and there.” 

“that reminds me,” my friend said to me, “i have to lend you that new haraway.”

“didn’t you send me an article about derrida the other day?” says another friend.

“are you more into post-structuralist or pre-Socratic?” another friend asked him, trying to throw the poor guy a bone

“uhhhhhhh,” he said, sweating nervously, “i’m into that one guy. you know. the irish one. you know. what’s his name.” we all waited quietly and patiently as he made increasingly desperate hand gestures, waiting for one of us to offer him a few names. finally his internal clock ran out, and he said, “you know. Kant.”

“ah,” i said, “yes. that great Irish philosopher, Immanuel Kant.”

by now we were just being mean. one of my friends kept pushing him to actually name one of the books he’d been reading, and he finally mumbled, “you know, the motorcycle one.”

“this was not the conversation you were expecting, was it?” i asked him. no, he admitted, no it was not.

i legitimately cried when i was reading this. it’s art.

beautiful work, ladies, truly.

@signsignified you might get a kick out of this

The one he was negging literally works in an academic philosophy field. I don’t think I’ve ever seen her more delighted than when he started trying to explain Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance to us. “Tell me more!” she kept squeaking with glee as we all watched him dig himself deeper.

There were also therapists at the table, so when he made the mistake of mentioning his ex girlfriend, he got immediate therapy face and, “why do you think it didn’t work out?” He joked it was because he was so charming, and the other therapist suggested it might be because he uses humor to deflect serious conversations.

He was a good sport overall but boy howdy was he sport

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