In France, it costs even less than a 300 euros. At least if you go to faculty.
Cost of a year of undergraduate study in the EU
Welcome to England where we fucking hate young people
This is hilarious they should show how much it costs americans
America would be as black as the shriveled up rotten beet their education ministry calls it’s heart.
All Americans literally just started sobbing
Canadians feel that too
I’m taking note of where to plan the birth of my future children
We can’t. There is no explanation for this photo. It is one of life’s greatest mysteries.
Well, you tried. Thanks anyway Science Side.
Someone stole that
part two of the CRAPPY translations~!
Part one here (x)
a Kurgelschreiver is pen in german
This is the most perfect video on the whole fricked up internet and we all owe it to ourselves to watch it once a day
When Eva goes to the car to collect the dead squirrel, if you look closely while she is looking through the car for a contain a small bottle rolls out.
It is easy to miss, however if Eva picks it up she realizes that they belong to Neil and she becomes concern. During this scene Neil panics…
At the end of the game, you can hear a last heartbeat and then, you see Neil standing at the grave while Johnny is already dead. So I wonder in whose memories they are.
My theory is that Watts is dying and he tries to rectify all his regretful memories.
I never thought the death of a cat who wasn’t even line could affect me that much. I feel like I lost my own cat.
Maybe it’s because I looked after him all the time. He was always looking for giving attention and affection. I really loved that cat.
I’ll miss you, Panchito.
it is actually really sweet when someone stays up late to talk to you
this fucked me up
It reminds me of Angel Beats…
I just learnt a horse from the horse-riding club I used to attend died this summer “because he couldn’t stand anymore”, which is the official version, but what makes me angry is that the club didn’t call the vet or anything and euthanized him while the girl who had him who had him as half-pension (she payed to ride him whenever she wanted, but the horse still belung to the club) was sleeping next to him. In the morning, they told her he died in his sleep.
Joey was one of the kindest horses I had ever met. He was ony 6 and had a pomissing future. I just can’t believe there are horses being looked after such assholes.
Though, situations like this one is not unusual with this club. One of my friends should have retrieved the horse she looked after for year while the club was not feeding him (yeah, he had no food except when my friend gave him some) , and when she came to take him home with all the papers, they had already sent the horse to another place.
This place is runned by assholes who don’t care about horses, just here for the money.