Blank Expressions

I post whatever I like, whatever I love, whatever I hate... Basically, whatever I want.
climateadaptation:

I ate at a robot restaurant in MSP Int’l Airport. Each seat has one of these tablets (not sure the brand). And each seat has two electric outlets including two for a USB. You can see the USB ports on the outlet on the left. The wood is fake, so are the leather seats. TV screens hung from nearly every wall surface. I’m not sure if you can see it, but can you see the steam behind the counter? I can’t be 100% sure, but I’d swear it was artificial, like that fake smoke at clubs. Even the battery operated candle had a fake flicker.
To order food and drinks, you swipe and poke at the tablet, which, btw, also has full internet access. After you order, you pay by swiping your credit card on a swiper nearby (out of frame).
About five minutes later a server delivers your order, which looks nearly identical(!) to the meal in the photos. Eerie. If you need something, there is red “Assistance” button on the bottom right of the tablet (you can see it on the tablet above). Push that, and someone comes over and asks “How may I assist you?”
All the diners had forks in one hand while swiping news or email on the tablet with the other. The place was spookily silent. Everyone’s heads were down, focused on the screens, and shoveling food in their mouths, as if sedated.
We live in the future.

climateadaptation:

I ate at a robot restaurant in MSP Int’l Airport. Each seat has one of these tablets (not sure the brand). And each seat has two electric outlets including two for a USB. You can see the USB ports on the outlet on the left. The wood is fake, so are the leather seats. TV screens hung from nearly every wall surface. I’m not sure if you can see it, but can you see the steam behind the counter? I can’t be 100% sure, but I’d swear it was artificial, like that fake smoke at clubs. Even the battery operated candle had a fake flicker.

To order food and drinks, you swipe and poke at the tablet, which, btw, also has full internet access. After you order, you pay by swiping your credit card on a swiper nearby (out of frame).

About five minutes later a server delivers your order, which looks nearly identical(!) to the meal in the photos. Eerie. If you need something, there is red “Assistance” button on the bottom right of the tablet (you can see it on the tablet above). Push that, and someone comes over and asks “How may I assist you?”

All the diners had forks in one hand while swiping news or email on the tablet with the other. The place was spookily silent. Everyone’s heads were down, focused on the screens, and shoveling food in their mouths, as if sedated.

We live in the future.

(via laurenzel)

frapple:

bossies:

http://www.mangapark.com/manga/koe-no-katachi

A comic about bullying that made me cry in the office this morning…

if you’ve not already read it, you should.

Wow, I’m just gonna casually reblog this because I’m pretty much going through the same thing myself.

Being bullied and mainly shunned because I can’t speak up for myself, ahaha…

(via obitos-tits)

princessleabarrio:

the reason why we grow so attached to fictional characters is because what makes us really like a person is their personality and a fictional character is composed of 90% personality so when they die it’s literally like losing someone

Sam 'Apitong' Zabala

—Oops I Did It Again (voice impression attempt)

ceshira:

samapitongzabala:

So my mom told me to record a song for her. She didn’t give specific instructions like what kind of song and she didn’t tell me not to fool around while singing, so there.. now’s my chance to do some impressions

(by order)

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Britney Spears

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Vanessa Hudgens

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Angelica Pickles

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Raven

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Isabella

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Bubbles

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Scuttle

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My dad’s GPS

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Me

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(via laurenzel)

tea-inthetardis:

bugsinricepudding:

i’m looking for a romantic way to say i hope you think about me when you masturbate sometimes

In the deepest, calmest hours of the night when you have naught but your own company, I hope my image fills you with bliss.

(via assguardingallday)

mckillington:

i-zelyonii-popugai:

mustbekarma:

agentbartowski:

can you use the term, “i shit you not” in an english essay or is that unprofessional?

nonononono, never use “I” statements in formal essays.

One shits you not

Also acceptable: This author shits you not

It’s best to avoid the “general you.”
“One would not be considered shitted,” is probably the best way I could think to word it formally. 

(via laurenzel)