May
23
so much potential, but also such a waste of water
May
22
the sexual tension when u and ur crush are online on fb at the same time and u just stare at their lil green dot
and suddenly you know what gatsby felt like
This is actually the most profound and appropriate literary allusion I’ve encountered so far this week.
(via rexuality)
May
20
I AM HUGGING YOU BECAUSE I LOVE YOU
ALSO SOMEONE ATE ONE OF YOUR SHOES BUT THIS IS NOT ABOUT THAT
Hi, are you sad? It’s okay to be sad. Here are some buns; let them soothe you.
Always reblog bunnies.
@thea: post-aff therapy
(via rexuality)
The Seven Shittiest Sins
- Greed: I want shit
- Envy: I want your shit
- Wrath: I'm going to wreck your shit
- Lust: I'm into some freaky shit
- Gluttony: This is some tasty shit
- Sloth: I don't feel like doing shit
- Pride: I am the shit
May
19
“Vision 不成现实，一毛钱都不直” - Jack Ma
(translation: if a vision isn’t turned into reality, it’s not worth a cent)
Tippi Benjamine Okanti Degré, daughter of French wildlife photographers Alain Degré and Sylvie Robert, was born in Namibia. During her childhood she befriended many wild animals, including a 28-year old elephant called Abu and a leopard nicknamed J&B. She was embraced by the Bushmen and the Himba tribespeople of the Kalahari, who taught her how to survive on roots and berries, as well as how to speak their language.
How I wish I grew up.
I second this. Also, wasn’t going to reblog at first, but then I saw that frog and I about died. This is so perfect. I want to re-do my childhood.
She’s so cute, too.
(via rexuality)
May
18
names for my hypothetical daughters
Roxane. After Roxane in Cyrano de Bergerac and Roxana, queen of Alexander the Great. Roxane was smart, witty, passionate, brave, and - very importantly - a sapiosexual. She may have fallen in love with Christian at first for his face, but she actually fell in love with Cyrano for his brains and passion (not her fault that they duped her horribly). And she had the sense to transfer her love to Cyrano when she found out the truth.
Roxana because I love Ancient Greek history, her name sounds like Roxane’s, she was supposedly the most beautiful woman in all of Asia (I’m shallow like that), and she promptly murdered Alexander’s other wife after he died (a bit of ruthlessness can’t hurt).
Valentina. After the first woman in space, who’s still a iconic figure in Russia today. Valentina also apparently means strong? When I was a kid, I wanted to be an astronaut (also ballet dancer, actress, paleontologist or Egyptologist)m until I realized that myopia automatically excludes you. I still love the idea of flying though, and Valentina Tereshkova was also a skydiver, which I’ve been trying to do since I started college.
Anaïs. Nin, of course. I haven’t actually gotten around to reading her stuff yet, but her wonderfully bohemian life story fascinates me. Also no one in Singapore would be able to pronounce her name.
These women are/were strong, brave, intelligent and unique, qualities that I’d want my daughters to have. (Oddly enough I haven’t given much thought to names for hypothetical sons: maybe because the qualities I want my daughters to have are the same qualities I want for myself, whereas guys schmuys whatevs).
But I’m not having daughters. Or sons. Because kids are annoying, crying, needy, demanding, bags of poop that’ll force you to change your entire life by focusing on them rather than yourself, while the only reward you get is to have them “hate you only sometimes”. Thanks but no thanks.
May
17
outliers: a summary review
I’ve just finished reading outliers, and I can’t shake that niggling sense of discomfort that’s persisted throughout the entire book. I can’t tell if it’s due to what seem like logic fallacies and over generalizations, or if its just my brain automatically rejecting something that’s antithetical to my current mindset and dismissing it as fallacies. I’ll probably need to go and re-read the book again, circle all the dubious points, read the actual studies that he refers to (in really broad sweeping pithy statements), then draw my own conclusions. In the mean time, point form! summary of what I can remember, and what it means to me personally.
* You need to be lucky to be outstanding: lucky in when you’re born, what you’re born into, where you’re born, and what opportunities you’re given. Just having a high IQ isn’t enough.
*Everyone needs at least 10,000 hours to master a skill, no matter how smart you are (did this apply to Lagan and calculus?). Ergo, I need to start carrying my camera around a lot more; that’s why language immersion programmes work so well; I’m a past master at Facebook and reading Harry Potter fanfiction; not going to master much else.
*Plane crashes happen because of rigid hierarchical social structures
*Asians are good at math because their ancestors planted rice and had logical easy names for numbers and fractions. And everyone can do math if they put in enough time and effort. -snort-
*A culture of honour means getting angry at insults and shooting people for it; the south is the south because of goatherds living in the mountains.
*And of course, the famous: if you’re born in the later half of the year, forget about becoming a professional athlete.
May
16
Carey Mulligan during ‘The Great Gatsby’ press conference in Cannes (May 15, 2013).
a study in perfection
(via fuckyeahcarey)
May
9
“I suspect it’s difficult for men to imagine a world in which their bodies have long been inextricably linked to their value as an individual, and that no matter how encouraging your parents were or how many positive female role models you had or how self-confident you feel, there is an ever-present pressure that creeps in from all sides, whispering in your ear that you are your body and your body defines you. A world where, from the time of pubescence on, you can feel the constant and palpable weight of the male gaze, and not just from your male peers but from teachers and sports coaches and the fathers of the children you baby-sit, people you’re supposed to respect and trust and look up to, and that first realization that you are being looked at in that way is the beginning of a self-consciousness that you will be unable to shake for the rest of your life.Even if they are never verbalized, the rules of bodily conduct for females become clear early on: when school administrators reprimand you for the inch of midriff that shows when you lift your hands straight in the air or youth group leaders tell you that the sight of your unintentional cleavage is what causes godly young men to fall, you learn that your body is dangerous and shameful and that it’s your responsibility to cloister it in a way that is acceptable to everyone else. You learn that your body is a topic of public debate that everyone is entitled to weigh in on, from a male classmate telling you that those jeans make your ass look huge to the male-dominated United States Congress dictating the parameters that rape must fall within to be considered legitimate. To be a woman, and to live life in a woman’s body, is to be held to a set of comically paradoxical standards that make you constantly second-guess yourself and jump through a million hoops in pursuit of an impossible perfection.”
Stop Catcalling Me (via albinwonderland)
This is a fantastically clear and salient account of extremely confusing experiences which I have never been able to accurately verbalise. Amazing.
(via ideas-are-bulletpro0f)
this.
(via rexuality)
May
7
Delivering a dinosaur to the Boston Museum of Science - Arthur Pollock - 1984
via atlasobscura
!!1
awesomesaurus
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