fuckyescalifornia:

“The course has been specifically designed for participants with a wide range of abilities.

The world we know is about to end. An epidemic of apocalyptic proportions will sweep the globe causing the dead to rise and feed on the living. The only way to survive is to buy an Evac Pass, track the virus and get out before it is too late.

In a matter of months society will crumble and San Diego will be first of many cities to fall. Only a few will escape. Some won’t even try.”

Thought this was freaking awesome and wanted to share with you guys. You can participate as a survivor, walker, or spectator. Survivors must navigate through the Zombie Infected Zone, Walkers become part of the hordes of the Undead, and Spectators watch the Apocalypse unravel from the sidelines.

Here’s the main website if you wanna find out more: http://www.thewalkingdeadescape.com/index.html

LIVE THE ZOMBIE APOCALYPSE. 


I would go there if it were near me somewhere 

Let’s kill some zombies.

(Reblogged from letmesurvive)

Note to self: Don’t drink whilst walking.

I’ve always wanted a bat for a pet. Or one of those tiny owls.

I’ve always wanted a bat for a pet. Or one of those tiny owls.

(Reblogged from i-be-kimchee)

Evil Kitty.

iloveyoubutsometimesidislikeyou:

youtaketheriverbend:

dannydibble:

‘“It never even existed!” she shouted, with tears beginning to take over.’  … Oh.

“How did Ms Furry Tart, aka Naomi, get past the armed warden (Vati) and into my bed?”   hmmm.

“Second problem: you’re under-age, which means you’ve still got the Trace on you.”  … The Trace! Oh no!

“Their children frolicked naked in the sun, music played in tiled courtyards, and the air was sharp with the smell of lemons and blood oranges.” ….. ehh why does this have to do with children??

iloveyoubutsometimesidislikeyou:

youtaketheriverbend:

dannydibble:

‘“It never even existed!” she shouted, with tears beginning to take over.’  … Oh.

“How did Ms Furry Tart, aka Naomi, get past the armed warden (Vati) and into my bed?”   hmmm.

“Second problem: you’re under-age, which means you’ve still got the Trace on you.”  … The Trace! Oh no!

“Their children frolicked naked in the sun, music played in tiled courtyards, and the air was sharp with the smell of lemons and blood oranges.” ….. ehh why does this have to do with children??

(Reblogged from iloveyoubutsometimesidislikeyou)

Sometimes I think my parents have favourite children. And that I am adopted.

Logic. Have you ever heard of it?

Applying to a university in your homecountry while you are living in another country but you have the right nationality only you don’t have the right education is like the hardest shit ever.

In fact, it is even impossible to do it properly right without cheating.

WHY CAN’T I FUCKING SEND MY APPLICATION IF I DON’T HAVE MY DEGREE YET BUT THERE IS A SECTION WHERE I CAN INSERT THIS INFORMATION BUT LATER ON I AM STOPPED FROM SENDING MY APPLICATION AND NEED TO GO BACK TO THE “SCANNED COPY/IES OF THE DIPLOM” AND ADD A COPY THERE OF A NOT-YET-OBTAINED-DEGREE?!

And then you put a stupid deadline for June 15 for all “international students”?!

Fuck you people.

How the tits am I supposed to do all of this in time? What? Do I have freaking super powers or something? I am no fucking super woman. 

Telling me to pay a 100 euro application fee, but needing 2 weeks to process my application … that means my application will never reach you in time I guess.

Buggery fucking shit. That made absolutely no sense, I know.

I am so motivated to go to uni right now.

rainbowcoloredlipstick:

Meanwhile in the netherlands…

rainbowcoloredlipstick:

Meanwhile in the netherlands…

(Reblogged from rainbowcoloredlipstick)

rhythm-panther:

adrichun:

this. THIS. THIIIIIIIS

This is me in a nutshell

(Source: ainath)

(Reblogged from theworldissounkind)
(Reblogged from theworldsaplayground)