Rise Up, Oh Heart, For There is Another Battle to Win

pretty-boy-jon:

ooswinssouffle:

appropriately-inappropriate:

rukafais:

graveyardhorse:

korrakun:

my favorite college experience is when i had a 7am class and the kid next to me literally poured a monster energy drink into his coffee said “i’m going to die” and drank the whole thing

i knew a guy who brewed his instant coffee with monster instead of water. three cups in two hours. i think he ascended to the astral realm

the survivability of the human race never ceases to amaze me

TABI ANECDOTE

My final year I lived with engineering masters students. One night, I’m finishing up my final paper, I’m juuuust backing up my final copy, and my housemate’s cat knocks a vase over onto my laptop.

Which wouldn’t be a problem except my cable had been chewed on (thanks Kobe), so the wiring was exposed. Circuits short out, I fling myself back to avoid electrocution and by the time we get the situation handled, my laptop AND my external hard drive have been fried by the surge.

I mean, fried. Like, they-are-vaguely-smoking fried.

I start to cry, because there goes fifty percent of my final grade.

Ahmad just goes “it’s okay, we will fix”. I’m like “how the fuck do you propose that?” And he’s like “I have spare laptop.” “THIS IS DUE IN THE AM!”

And he looks me dead in the eye and goes, “I said I will help. Go get the laptop.”

So off I go. By the time I make it downstairs, there’s this chemical /reek/ in the kitchen. I go in and there he is, methodically crushing caffeine pills with the bottom of a glass on a ceramic plate, periodically dusting the powder into a cooking pot. Meanwhile, his coffee pot is chugging away on the counter.

As I watch, he takes the coffee pot, empties it into the cooking pot, lets THAT come to a boil and dumps in some of his Turkish coffee, AND the remaining caffeine pill powder, which by now is starting to look uncomfortably like coke.

He lets that steep, and by now the coffee/burning smell is so strong it’s woken up all six of the other housemates, who have all come downstairs and are vacillating between staring at my laptop and at this concoction with undisguised horror.

He pours this sludge into a mug, stirs in about four /tablespoons/ of sugar and slides it my way.

I figure that I’m probably dead either way regardless, so I suck it back, filtering the grounds through my teeth as I go.

I’ve had three sips when it hits, and I feel my heart trip on a beat. I must have gone white cause he nods, all pleased, and points me at his laptop.

Long story short, I got an week’s extension, didn’t sleep for five days, had a conversation with my BLINDS in SPANISH, and got a B+, with a note that it was an “engaging read and well-written, when intelligible”.

To this day, coffee any stronger than a pale off-beige makes my chest hurt.

I honestly thought he was going to drink the coffee and perform was magic on the laptop but.. nope. even better. Honest to god, I really want to know how that conversation with the blinds went. 

Bruh. BRUH.

Let’s play “spot the college student who just earned a degree”, because I read this and laughed so hard I literally sobbed.  For ten minutes.  Uncontrollably.  My chest is killing me.

(via yea-lets-do-this-shit)

firstjumperonfire:

okcupidescapades:

one time when i was a little drunk and laying in bed with a guy, i kissed his neck and mumbled “i could beat the shit out of you” in his ear.

he said “i know”

imagine your otp

(via adelindschade)

satanstrousers:

Does anyone else have that friend where it’s just like “Literally nothing you say can shock me anymore. We have said the worst possible things to each other in the form of sarcastic banter to the point that I have become numb to the moral reality of this world.”

(via academicfeminist)

magnolia-noire:

man I’m only 21 and i done seen it all the first Black president, gay marriage being legalized, I was there marching against police brutality, 9/11, the 2008 recession, smartphones, social media, the golden age of Beyonce

Actually this is so true

Our generation has seen it all.  The market crashed.  Politics started to spiral.  Technology sped up until new innovations were churned out every day.  We became more tightly linked through those innovations.  We woke up to the problems in our own society.  We saw the people around us take ‘safety’ to terrible extremes, and the people who were supposed to keep us safe take their power to worse ones.  We saw the rise of musicians who weren’t afraid to call themselves feminists.  We saw college students stand up and declare that they had the right to feel safe in their own dorm beds, and then drag around mattresses to prove it.  We saw the world stand up in defense of some murdered children, but we also saw it turn a blind eye to others.  We got a Black president–TWO TERMS of a Black president.  And now we’ve seen the legalization of gay marriage in the US.

Not to sound too cliche, but imagine what we’ll see tomorrow.

(via adelindschade)

the-b-in-subtle:

sassy-spoon:

Ok but if we become best friends and you treat me right then there’s pretty much nothing you can do that I won’t be understanding over, like you could kill someone and I’d show up at your doorstep at 2 in the morning with a shovel and a can-do attitude

That’s what friends are for

(via cthulhu-with-a-fez)

the-sassy-mime:

carcat:

my biggest concern in life is actually how my online friends can be informed of my death

This is one of those things that if filed in the ‘wasn’t aware of this until a text post.’ now I am genuinely worried…. Am I going to have to put that shit into my will??? Like??????

 ‘someone needs to log onto all of my important online accounts (see: blogs, tumblr, instagram, NOT FACEBOOK) to update the best people of my world that I have indeed died and their attendance is required in a few days time for the biggest party in existence. (P.S. No one will get their goddamn inheritance unless this happens and I will smite you from the heavens.)’

Or what??? 

(Source: ayatokiwa, via yea-lets-do-this-shit)