and informatics

Glitchtale's 1st Anniversry!!

Let me be real for a sec…

Undertale, changed my life.

And is not like “oh I learned life lessons and crap!” Nono I mean, it REALLY, turned my life… upside-down.

When I started glitchtale last year, I was just a below-average animator for fun with about 24k subs.

College was hiting me hard in the balls I don’t have and I wasn’t happy studying (informatic engeneer). My grades were average, but they went from average to worse when I started animating the series.

I was dedicating more time to youtube than studying. And I couldn’t help it…

Since highschool I was interested in art, I started from 0 and it felt like just a hobby. But for some reason, I always ended up attracted more to my drawings than anything else. I realised, that drawing and animation were what I REALLY wanted to do with my life… but how could I drop a professional education over some youtube hobby that mught take me nowhere? Sounds crazy right?

And in around June of last year I took the decision of leaving college and dedicate 100% to this.

I felt I was a complete failure, an irresponsible and ungreatful girl. My parents had done the impossible to help me get a higher education for 3 years already and there I was throwing everything to the trash can.

Despite me feeling horrible, my parents were extremely supportive about it, like if they knew I wasn’t going to be happy studying engeneer or something non-art related because that’s where my heart was.

I took a step into the darkness not knowing if it was going to work and be the best decision of my life, or the worst.

Thank god, it was a good decision.

Thanks to the people that watched my work, to the ones that commented in my videos that sent me messages, fanart, liked them. To everyone ever that have watched my channel and helped it grow for a year now.

To those people.

To Toby Fox for creating the game

From the bottom of my heart.

Thanks gor changing my life. Thank for giving me the chance to make a living out of what I love doing the most.

And I hope that whether is Glitchtale or a future animated series I come up with, we stick together and make this a nice community.

(I’m waiting for a decent mucrophone to have all this in video but I need to get it of my chest rn xD)

I love you guys ♡

NOUNS
der Absender - sender
der/das Account (Accounts) - account
die Aktualisierung (Aktualisierungen) - update
die App (Apps) - app
die Applikation (Applikationen) - app/application
das Backup (Backups) - backup
die Benachrichtigung (Benachrichtigungen) - notification
das Bild (Bilder) - picture/image
der Bildschirm (Bildschirme) - screen/display
der Browser - browser
der/das Virus (Viren) - virus
die Datei (Dateien) - file
das Display (Displays) - screen/display
die/der/das Spam (Spams) - spam
der Dokument (Dokumente) - document
der Download (Downloads) - download
der Eintrag (Einträge) - post
die E-mail (E-mails) - email
das Emoji (Emojis) - emoji
der Favorit (Favoriten) - favourite
der File (Files) - file
der Hypertext (Hypertexte) - hypertext
die Informatik - informatics
das Internet - internet
das Konto (Konten) - account
der Link (Links) - link
die Nachricht (Nachrichten) - message/text
das Netz (Netze) - net/network
die Seite (Seiten) - page/website
das Smiley (Smileys) - smiley
pl soziale Medien - social media
die Privatsphäre - privacy
das Profil (Profile) - profile
das Profilbild (Profilbilder) - profile picture
das Update (Updates) - update
die Verbindung (Verbindungen) - connection
das Video (Videos) - video
das Web - web
die Webseite (Webseiten) - website
der Werbeblocker - ad blocker
die Werbung (Werbungen) - ad
das WLAN - Wi-Fi

VERBS
abbrechen - to cancel
abmelden - to log out
aktualisieren - to update
anmelden - to log in
ausloggen - to log out
blockieren - to block
deinstallieren - to uninstall
downloaden - to download
ein Backup erstellen - to make a backup
eingeben - to enter/to input
einloggen - to log in
eine Seite auffrischen - to refresh a page
eine Seite neu laden - to reload a page/to refresh a page
etwas mit „Gefällt mir“ markieren - to like something (Facebook)
googeln - to google
herunterladen - to download
herstellen - to establish (connection) 
hochladen - to upload
installieren - to install
jemandem schreiben - to message someone
jemanden über Facebook kontaktieren - to contact someone on Facebook
liken - to like
löschen - to delete
navigieren - to navigate
posten - to post
schicken - to send
senden - to send
sichern - to save
speichern - to save
sperren - to block/to lock
skypen - to skype
suchen - to search
teilen - to share
twittern - to tweet 
spammen - to spam
snappen - to snap (Snapchat)
updaten - to update
uploaden - to upload
verbinden - to connect

inspired by @langsandlit’s Italian Internet vocabulary

fb - Facebook
insta - Instagram
wa - Whatsapp

(e-)mail - e-mail
aggiornamento - update
app (s. pl. f.) - app
applicazione (f.) - app, application
backup (s. pl. m.) - backup
collegamento - link
copia (di riserva) - backup
documento - file
download (s. pl. m.) - download
file (s. pl. m.) - file
in linea - on line
informatica - informatics
ipertesto - hypertext
link - link
on line - on line
pagina (web OR internet) - webpage
posta elettronica - e-mail
pubblicità - advert, spam
rete (f.) - web, net
rete sociale (f.) - social media
sito (web) - website
social (s. pl. m.) - social media
spam - spam
virus - virus
web (s. pl. m.) - web, Internet (e.g. l’ho trovato sul web/su internet)

aggiornare - to update, to refresh [a webpage]
caricare - to upload
contattare - to contact (we use this verb a lot with social media, e.g. ti contatto su wa - I’ll message you on Whatsapp)
disinstallare
fare/eseguire un aggiornamento - to update
fare/eseguire un backup - to make a backup 
fare/eseguire un download - to download
fare/eseguire una copia dei documenti/file - to make a backup
installare - to install
navigare - to navigate
scaricare - to download
spammare - to spam

it’s time for introduction!

hello, studyblr community!

my name is anton (or tony). i’m first year university student, but i already studied there before and i was expelled (yeah, shit happened). so i entered the university again and made this blog to not repeat my own mistakes. also i have pretty nice pics

idk how called my specialty in english, but in russian it’s like “applied informatics in economics”. i study programming, economics stuff and databases. it’s funny

so, about me:
- i was born in small town in russia and i lived there my entire life
- i will be 20 y.o. in may
- i also study english language (i studied it seven years in school, i studied it a year in university, i’m again study it in uni, but i’m still not good at this)
- i’m probably not cute person and i much swearing
- obsessed with stationary
- and obsessed with comics trash (btw i’m an artist)

my favorite studyblrs:
@apricot-studies - so nice for everyone!
@littlestudyblrblog - have a good ideas (i will join your march studyblr challenge)
@studyfulltime - have a best pics!
@emmastudies - very helpful blog

arts by @ipoophere (ilysm kel!!)

have a nice productive day! ✨

the signs as school subjects
  • Aries: physical education
  • Taurus: biology
  • Gemini: geography
  • Cancer: music
  • Leo: history
  • Virgo: maths
  • Libra: languages
  • Scorpio: sex education
  • Sagittarius: handwork/handcrafts
  • Capricorn: graphic design
  • Aquarius: informatics
  • Pisces: art

25.03.2017 14:42// [March Study Challenge - Days 24 & 25] One exciting thing you did today & favourite study youtube channel

Yesterday I totally forgot to post, so I’m doing two days in a row. The exciting thing I did was announce the #aprilstudychallenge. My favourite study youtube channel is TheStriveToFit, she is an awesome third year med student in the US and she is always so positive and helpful :D

I’m posting a proper studyspo photo because I haven’t done that in a while. Today I’m studying the skull bones and muscles and doing informatics assignments.

youtube

Slow lorises may look like big-eyed Ewoks, but their cute countenance has made these primates a target of the illegal wildlife trade. Join Mary Blair, primatologist and Director of Biodiversity Informatics Research at the Center for Biodiversity and Conservation, as she discusses how research on these endangered animals can contribute to a better understanding of wildlife trafficking, including the risk of zoonotic disease spread.

Learn more about the slow loris at March SciCafe on March 1!

Today we stay messy, without make up and out of focus! ‘Cause I have to study and listen to all the recording from class to adjust my notes, I need to stay comfy!
(My hair grown too much since last time I posted a photo! Sorry you had to see such messiness, I was in selfie mood!)
Also I present you the “I absolutely don’t know what I’m doing” face!

My grandfather just died last week… So, to honor his memory, and having better than a picture for the ceremony, I’ve drawn this painting.
He was a very smart man, have been a huge director on an informatics​ company, he travelled around the world… He died from disease, he fought as a lion against it five years long, I hope where he is, he will not suffer anymore… Rest In Peace, dear Papi.

Slow lorises may look like big-eyed Ewoks, but their cute countenance has made these primates a target of the illegal wildlife trade. Join Mary Blair, primatologist and Director of Biodiversity Informatics Research at the Center for Biodiversity and Conservation, as she discusses how research on these endangered animals can contribute to a better understanding of wildlife trafficking, including the risk of zoonotic disease spread.

Sign up for SciCafe today!

10/365 : ALMA AND YU !!!!
From DGM. I rather like how this pairing is like. Canon but not but it is-
I drew them in some kind of College/rommate AU where Yu probably study Japanese litterature, Alma does Mecanics or like Informatics and that tiny troll Lavi does something like History or philosophy.
Also. There’s not enough alma/Yu stories out theeeerrreee WHyyyyyyyy

anonymous asked:

I don't know if I can request this but what would their roles be in a mafia?

BTS and their roles in a mafia/gang

Namjoon - Leader/informat/strategist (He’s smart so he’d be the one who supply information and plan everything, could also be the leader)


Yoongi - Leader (I don’t really see him as anything else but a leader tbh)


Jimin - interrogator (He’s seems the type to be manipulative and ruthless)


Taehyung - Drug supplier (Let’s be real this boy is kinda in his own world sometimes so this role fits him well)


Jin - team doctor/right hand man (He’s kind and I feel like he’d be the trained doctor who got caught up in his best friend’s Namjoon’s work. He’s close to whoever the leader is so he’d be the right hand man too)


Jungkook - strongest/hitman (This boy is too strong man. He’s basically the strongest and fastest so hits for him are a breeze)


Hoseok - Sniper/weapon supplier (I don’t know why but being a sniper fits him so well like he’d be just chilling waiting for his target and once it’s done he’d be so stealthy getting away and everything. *ugh I don’t know how to explain this but yeah* 

Just; C.H. 1

A/N
I wanted to do a one shot about Fratboy!Calum and it got seriously out of hand.. Like > 23 000 words out of hand (and I’m not done yet)
So enjoy the first part, let me know if you like this then i’ll update! xx

I couldn’t concentrate with over twenty boys yelling at each other, at least half of them being shirtless, and their ball landing near our table every five minutes, distracting me even more than possible. I tried my best to keep my gaze upon the repetition of the eukaryotic cell, but I was only human and in some way, a hormonal young girl. Who wouldn’t stare. 

I drop my marker on the wooden picnic table I was currently seated at, raising my head to hear Ashton Irwin yell something towards his mate, Luke. Luke Hemmings was the typical blonde handsome guy, lip pierced and sparkling blue eyes swooning every girl he’d wink at. He was an okay guy though, when you got him alone. I bet they all were. But when they were in pack, I had gotten the advice to steer away as quickly as possible. I once experienced that first hand.

Calum Hood yelled something in return, incoherently for my selective deaf ears, my eyes slowly dragging over his sweaty, uncovered torso. I know my tongue is poking past my half open lips, probably dragging along the dried, chapped flesh, but I couldn’t help myself. If there was anything that got me hot, then it would have to be tattoos. And Calum had enough of those to stare at. His arms, his torso were covered in black spots of drawings I’d never seen up close enough to examine them and cool down my interest. He never noticed me though, being busy with football and the girls throwing themselves at his feet. 

All the boys were popular beyond belief, not only because of their winnings with the team lately, I’m sure their looks were a big deal as well. The swarm of girls around them were considered the hot, popular girls of the school. Desperate for attention and probably studying something in college because daddy had enough money. I wouldn’t take a leap that it was for that brain of theirs. I couldn’t stay that I was one to study often, but I tried to keep my grades up and hopefully one day graduate. If that were to be with honours, I’d consider myself lucky.

Don’t get me wrong, I am not saying that I am at the bottom of the pecking order. If Calum Hood was a lion, I’d be a gazelle. At least I still get to eat the grass. There are others that aren’t as fortunate as I am. He, or any other team member or any of those girls for that matter, didn’t bully me in any way or ever made me feel unwelcome. Mainly because none of them ever spoke to anyone beside their friend clique. I’ve seen the girls throw dirty looks towards some of the less fortunate students however, and that look was enough for me to stamp them with bitch. Sometimes I felt like my brain was too old for the age society had given my body, and I tried to steer away from anything that resembled high school characteristics.

I did however have a class with Calum at the beginning of the last semester, which he dropped out of as soon as he realized it interfered with his training. I knew one of his football mates though, Ashton. Once upon a time we were lab partners and got along pretty great. For that semester that is. By now if I receive a small smile from him when I pass him in the hallway, I should consider myself lucky. It didn’t matter anyway, we weren’t friends to begin with and it’s not like he had any value towards me. I couldn’t deny that Ashton was an amazing, attractive and sweet guy. I know that if I’m every in a pickle he’ll help me out immediately, because that’s just how he is. “Y/n… Y/n!”

I turn my head towards the noise and am met with my two friend’s glares. They didn’t really enjoy the fact that sometimes, even during conversations, I’d disappear into my own head to overanalyse anything that came down my path. Most of the times they’d let me be, make some stupid remark about it and move on with their lives. But exams were coming up and I desperately wanted my brain to shut off partially, keeping the motivated and socially uninterested part alive and well.

“Stuck in your own head again?” Sarah chuckles loudly as I tear my gaze away from the football field. A stupid grin makes its way onto my lips as our gazes meet. “Once you’ll get permanently stuck there.” She points her pen towards me before her gaze falls back onto the papers in front of her. “At least I won’t be stuck with you bitches.”

A gasp leaves my brunette friend Sherlyn’s lips before her marker lands against my cheek. I can’t help but laugh loudly, throwing my head back. “Thanks for the marker, needed one.” I uncap it and examine it closely, dragging it along the black ink scattered across my papers.

“Give that back.” Sherilyn leans over the wooden picnic table, swiftly pulling the fluorescent yellow colour out of my hand. The table falls back into silence and I sigh deeply, trying to gain focus back onto the eukaryotic cell I’d been stuck on since lunch. At this rate I would have to suck cock to pass this class (I wasn’t actually planning on doing that, if you’re wondering).

“When’s your last?” Sarah sparks up conversation again and I know she’s sick of studying for her economics class. I let my gaze wander over the biological figures of my own stack of papers, scolding myself for not being further and cursing myself for being so easily distracted and overall horrible.

“Thursday. It’s that bio informatics course I had to follow this semester.” I roll my eyes when I think back about my discussion with the man who took cares of all student’s curriculum. I didn’t even bother to learn his name. 

“If it isn’t mandatory I don’t understand why you had to do it. Seems like a waste of time to me.” Sherilyn shrugs her shoulders and flips another page. Normally she was the one constantly distracting Sarah and I, but this finals period she had been on fire. She had to retake some of her classes after a very horrendous year for her, and now she was determined to pass. After all, her mates were a year higher than her by now.

“The end of the school party is that Thursday. Are we going?” Sarah leans back and fishes a water bottle out of her bag pack, chugging half of it down while she awaits my answer. I let my gaze wander off to the football field again, watching the guys playful shove each other for the ball. I wonder what it’s like to be a guy. I honestly believe life would be an awful lot easier on me. I see Calum throw his head back when Luke lands on the hard grass with a thump, his hands clutching his stomach before he bends over.

“Isn’t that their frat throwing it?” I nod my head to the boys fifty meters away and both girls turn before Sarah hums in response. 

“Yes. You know those are the best parties out there. And come on, it’s the last one before I leave on holiday.” Sarah bats her eyelashes at me as she leans her head on the back of her hands, Sherilyn chuckling along. 

“You get away, Sher and I are stuck here, for your information.” I raise my eyebrows and cross my arms over my chest. I didn’t mind going to a party, but the frat parties tend to get out of hand just the slightest. And I didn’t mean the actual party, no. I mean losing my mates only to have to drag some sleaze that is pinning them against the wall away before holding their hair all night as they hover over the toilet bowl. Sobers you right up, if you’re wondering. That, and I didn’t have a skimpy outfit which seemed to be mandatory for such occasions. 

“Don’t be a sourpuss.” Sarah rolls her eyes and I scoff again, my answer delayed as the football hits my bare ankle. I merely stare down, hearing the heavy footsteps already approach our paper littered table. “Hi Y/n.”

I look up to meet Ashton’s warm smile, emanating a small smile on my own lips as I pick up the ball and let it roll into his hands. 

“Hi Ash.” I turn back towards my books and I feel his presence still there, my hand lifted over my eyes to gaze up at the tall boy. His unruly hair is matted against his face and he’s out of breath. I think they have been going at it longer than we have been here studying. And that is over a couple of hours already.

“It’s been a while.” I hum in response, nodding along, waiting to see where he’d go with this. “Are you coming to our party next Thursday?”

I throw my head to the other side to see the opinion of my two girl friends and then the decision is settled. Not that I have any say in this, because I’d probably stay home, order a pizza and fall asleep before the first movie is on. “Apparently we are.”

That cute grin of Ashton makes its appearance as he runs his fingers through his hair. “Great. Then we’ll see you there.” He nods his head as some sort of goodbye and jogs back over to the boys who by now are all hollering at their returning friend. 

“He’s so adorable.” Sarah giggles and I smirk at my mate, shaking my head lightly. “Not sure if calling him adorable will help him score.” A glare is immediately shot my way, followed by loud laughter resonating from Sher and I’s lips. 

“I’m heading off. This is distracting me even more than Netflix right now so I can as well go home. This exam is tomorrow; it’s going to be a disaster.” I groan as I slam my thousand-page book closed, fishing my papers together and stuffing them in my ratted, old black bag. 

“I’m not staying long either, I have to get dinner started.” Sher says out loud without raising her eyes off of the black letters. “Good luck, both of you.” I squeeze both of their shoulders as my form of goodbye and walk in the general direction of my home. 

Part 2 can be found here!