Everything is temporary.
The cultures which inspired Avatar: The Last Airbender
- Air Nomads - The Monasteries of Tibet
- Water Tribe - The Inuit
- Earth Kingdom - Imperial China
- Fire Nation - Pre-Meiji Japan
Okay rant time. I would honestly think that the movie The Last Airbender would’ve been the dopest movie ever. If they did their damn research. It makes me so mad because they put no effort into the character, characters ‘bending’ and culture. In the movie, a group of earth benders can only move one fucking piece of rock while in the series one person can do it. Also how they pronounced the name of Aang, Sokka, Katara, etc was so wrong. Kinda shit is that. Also how in the movie the characters are white and Indian but not asian and Inuit?? My list can go on and on about how shitty the movie was. The series will always be better and I hope they don’t try to make a second movie. Rant over.
My wife and I just had our African wedding celebration with her side of the family. It was off the charts.
Anonymous asked: I'm afraid that, I may fail to my expectations in college and unable to be successful in the future. What should I do?
What’s the point of being worried about something that isn’t even close to happening yet? You gotta take things one day at a time.
Worry about this week’s test. Go to class. Take notes. Study. Get an A. Repeat.
I’m not successful because I’m the best rapper or the funniest comedian. I’m successful because I WORK. I’ve uploaded an average of 2 youtube videos a week for the past 8 years. I was never worried about failure cuz I knew that if i kept working, I would keep progressing.
"Whether you think you can, or you think you can’t, you’re right."
My 7 year old son was shot down by his 1st grade teacher
The american public education system in a nutshell tho
My third grade teacher actually had a conversation with my mom that I was reading to well and told her to stop having me read at home
My first grade teacher said that it was problematic that I was reading ahead of the rest of the kids in my grade and asked my parents to stop letting me read Harry Potter.
My fourth grade teacher thought it was wrong for my dad to be teaching me complex math because it fascinated me.
My elementary school music teacher hated the way my piano teacher taught me, and how I was more advanced than many of her students, and so told me, in front of my peers and my mother, that I was not good enough to participate in the state solo festival. She would not give me the form. We had to procure it from the district instead. She also hated how I excelled at reading and playing music for the recorder, and so she refused to give me my “belts” (colored beads to signify our level) and humiliated me in front of the class repeatedly.
My eighth grade algebra teacher used to fail me on take home tests because I didn’t solve problems exactly the way she showed us in class; I used methods that we had learned for other types of problems that also applied to these. She took points off my tests because I didn’t bring a calculator even though I got 100% without it, because I was able to do it by hand. I had to call my father, who is an engineer, down to the school to shout her down and give me back my A in the class.
My 10th grade Spanish teacher yelled at me in front of the class numerous times because she didn’t like the way I took notes; she thought that since I didn’t write every word off the slide, I wasn’t getting it all down. I had to explain to her that people who have taken advanced courses, like AP or IB classes, know that in a fast-paced learning environment you need to take quick shorthand notes that contain the necessary information rather than wasting time writing every word. She almost gave me detention.
My 11th grade English teacher gave me a poor mark on my first short essay because she believed that I was looking up unnecessarily complex words in a thesaurus to try and get better marks. The phrases in question: “laced with expletives” and “bombarded”. She wouldn’t hear any defense from me.
My 11th grade history teacher failed me on an essay about the 1950s because I misread the prompt. Except the prompt wasn’t words; it was a political cartoon. One of the figures was clearly president Eisenhower, but the other I couldn’t place. My teacher would not tell us who it was. I labelled him as the governor of Little Rock Arkansas during the integration period, and wrote an essay about that subject. My teacher said that no, it was Joseph McCarthy, and that there was a small picture of the man in our textbook and therefore I should have recognized him instantly. Half the class, apparently, did not.
The American school system is not here to educate us or to encourage us to learn; it’s here to keep us in line and silent. It’s here to keep us from deviating and being our own people and forming our own ideas. Don’t let it win.
The American school system is literally a canon created for it’s “students” to be a byproduct of force fed ideas and thoughts
I seriously feel like I need a therapist to talk too. Typing my feelings on here isn’t cutting it anymore.
The man in the picture is Rachid Nekkaz, a French-Algerian businessman living in France.
He heard about the niqab ban in France. Then he announced that he will pay all fines for women who wear the niqab - not just in France but “in any country in the world that bans women from doing so”.
He opened a fund of € 1 million. Then he said, “My sister, go out free wherever you want and I will pay the fine for you”
Allahu Akbar, May Allah reward him.
Take note FEMA this is how you properly do activism to help women who cover themselves.
I’m afraid I’ll never finish college. I’m afraid I’ll finish college with student loans I can never pay back. I’m afraid I’ll get a degree and won’t be able to find a job in that field. I’m afraid I’ll get a degree, get the job I dreamed of, and hate it.
The face she gives me when she wants to get on the couch
let her on the damn couch you monster
This is potentially life saving information everyone should know.
No you guys this post helped me find my cat. He was missing for almost a month and I’ve had him for over 12 years. After seeing this I put his favorite blanket he always slept on outside hoping he would smell mine or his scent and he was back the next fucking day asleep on it.
When my cat got out, we called and called for him, and then, later that night, I remembered similar advice to this, and so put his little scratching pad, which he adores, on the front porch. Not even half an hour later, I heard a thump, opened the door, and there was his big butt, meowing at me.
Important and vital
Literally what i heard the people at the animal shelter telling the people looking for their lost pets! Cats and dogs!
Bless this post
Not even one week of college passed by and I’m already over it. I’m sitting in my dark room as of right now crying my eyes out. Why does college have to be so damn expensive? I will never understand why we have to pay for an education that we need. My dad works two jobs. TWO fucking jobs. And I’m sitting here feeling guilty as ever because I myself don’t have a job. I want to help my parents out I really do. I’m trying my best to find a job but it’s just so hard. And it’s not helping when your older sister is making you feel even more guilty for not having a job and having your parents pay everything. My dad doesnt she it but I know deep down he’s worried about me. I don’t even want to go to college anymore..
Y’all make fun of a baby’s natural hair, and then you dog out black women who wear sew ins and weaves.
Because y’all call Blue Ivy’s hair unkept, and then say Beyonce is a fake bitch for wearing sew ins and what not.
It’s not about hair. You hate black women period.