Thoughtsmakeourworld

22. College student. Takes advice from fortune cookies. TV and literature addict. Mostly reblogging geeky things. Occasionally comment on life.

dailyotter:

Impatient Otter Waits for a Meal
Via Peter G Trimming, who writes:


At the British Wildlife Centre, Newchapel, Surrey, ‘Grace’ waits for food whilst the Keeper’s talk takes place in the adjacent enclosure.

dailyotter:

Impatient Otter Waits for a Meal

Via Peter G Trimming, who writes:

At the British Wildlife Centre, Newchapel, Surrey, ‘Grace’ waits for food whilst the Keeper’s talk takes place in the adjacent enclosure.


Love this! Ellen and Portia are my and Emily’s fantasy celebrity couple best friends. 

(Source: justmylucks, via effietrinkettts)

metallikato:

I see a little silhouetto of a man

ScaraMOUCHE scaraMOUCHE 

Will you do the fandango?

THUNDERBOLTS AND LIGHTNING

VERY VERY FRIGHTENING 

Me!

Galileo,Galileo

Galileo,Galileo 

Galileo, Figaro

magnificooooooooooo

(via curiousdistance)

Did you know that for pretty much the entire history of the human species, the average life span was less than thirty years? You could count on ten years or so of real adulthood, right? There was no planning for retirement, There was no planning for a career. There was no planning. No time for plannning. No time for a future. But then the life spans started getting longer, and people started having more and more future. And now life has become the future. Every moment of your life is lived for the future—you go to high school so you can go to college so you can get a good job so you can get a nice house so you can afford to send your kids to college so they can get a good job so they can get a nice house so they can afford to send their kids to college.

—John Green, Paper Towns (via kn0ckturn)

(via curiousdistance)

I GRADUATED COLLEGE TODAY

iliketoramble:

WITH honors (BAM!) AND a certificate of achievement in theatre arts (only they spelled it “theater,” which irks me just a tad). I can’t believe it. It was a tough road, but it’s pretty amazing to have finished something I’ve worked on all this time.

And by pure, anti-alphabetical coincidence, my name was called right after my lovely Eliza’s and we got to walk the aisle together

and I doctored this one up here:

Congrats JHU class of 2012 (most of whom I have never met)!

This is the best. Perks of dating a Writing major- they do the eloquent part for you (and, apparently, the photoshop).

Anti-alphabetical coincidences are the best kind <3.