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blogs that have the next/previous arrows and numbers near the top so you scroll to the bottom then you have to scroll back up again just to go to the next page
blogs that don’t even have next/previous arrows so you have to type in the url every time you want to go to the next page
blogs that
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LOL LOL I’m also reblogging for the hilarious description, but I love owls ;DOwls confirmed to be the creepiest birds ever. LOOK AT THE FUCKING THINGS. If you fail to notice the one on the left fucking SWALLOWING a rat, then you have the dude singing some satanic chant or something next to him, and then you have those two other fucking psychos synchronized to make you feel creeped the fuck out with their soulless dance of FUCKING DOOM.
I really am tempted to reblog this every time it’s on my dash. That description is one of the best things on the internet.
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oh my god
I mean,
- Hufflepuff. HUFF le PUFF.
- They’re mostly considered nice and peaceful.
- They live right by the kitchen.
- Their head of house teaches herbology.
- “Badger” is exactly the kind of animal a stoner would come up with.
- Slytherins obviously do cocaine.
#THIS IS A LEGITIMATE THEORY#YOU KNOW CEDRIC DIGGORY WAS HIGH MOST OF THE TIME#I MEAN YOU HAD TO HAVE BEEN HIGH TO THINK OPENING THE EGG IN A BATH WAS A LEGIT IDEA
Something that John Green has mentioned a lot when talking about TFiOS is how he doesn’t buy into the notion that authorial intent is any more important than readers’ opinions. All that reminded me of this quote from Adrienne Rich…
“If you ascribe each event [in poetry and fiction] to some actual event… it seems to me that you run the risk of missing not only the poetry, but the fuller, richer, deeper aspects of the poems, which come not necessarily from the poet’s biography, but from what the poet has seen, heard, drawn into herself or himself from other lives… It seems to me that the essential nature of a poem is that there is ambivalence and ambiguity quivering underneath.”
It just got me thinking that if all that is true (and I’d like to think it is), what are English classes doing? If they were just teaching people how to get more out of what they read, that would be one thing, but I don’t think my English teacher should get more say over the meaning of a book than the author should.
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