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  • Function-wise Endorphins sounds more school nurse-y but overall he feels like a Phys Ed kinda guy ya feel- like “HAHAHA no pain no gain bUT OOPS not too much I got ya covered babe”
  • Dopamine looks like he’s always pulling all-nighters but he actually has his whole life together and is secretly a Mom Boyriend™ who nags when you don’t do your work and buys you food when ya studyin
  • Oxytocin is best at giving life and love advice and making you feel like everything is going to be okay and is the Momlier Boyfriend™
  • Serotonin is the fun professor who’s always doing wild stuff like skydiving and art exhibits when he’s not in school and probably has half the student population following his Instagram account


Someone tell me I look strong and masculine lol.

Also, I’m actually going to make a healthy dinner tonight. Roasted sweet potatoes and baked chicken parm!

How to read scientific papers part 1

So, my major challenge when I first went into researh were the research papers I had to read. I used to just read them, without understanding a word of what was said there (seriously), so it was just really tedious to me, not productive at all and I wasn’t learning anything or making the most of my time in the lab since I wasn’t able to apply new concepts properly. But as time passed and I got more experienced, I found and developed a method that works pretty well for me, it helps me analyze and understand so I can later apply what I learned in my own research and time in the lab. It does take more time that just skimming through it, but it’s so worthy, trust me. But note that this may not work for everyone, it’s just a method I developed by experience (and honestly it’s pretty simple and typical) and also learning from others, which happened to be very effective to me. 


  • 2 highlighters: one for findings in the research you are reading, one for general and “universal” concepts mentioned. 
  • Your article
  • A notebook (try to have one exclusive for the research project you’re doing, if that’s the case, with a section for articles read that can be helpful)
  1. The first thing you’ll do is write the title in the notebook, because this will help understand the whole article. The title ususally has the ability to summarize everything in a sentence: it’s basically the hypothesis and procedure in one. 
  2. Second, we’ll work a little with the abstract. It’s a really small summary of everything but it contains the most common abreviations used throughout, so, we’ll extract and write them down to have them in handy while we read.

3. Usually the abstract has it too, the hypothesis, we have to find what was done or what was tried to prove with this research. 

4. Now, we analyze the introduction, tough simple and general, it can help us understand concepts better so we can later apply them. I like to make maps, charts and diagrams with the info so I can make sure I’m processing it correctly, and if I have any doubts I’ll just look it up! 


If important information is regarding the research itself, like a result or something like that, I’ll highlight it with one color

If and important concept is mentioned, but it’s a universal or general concept, I’ll highlight it using another colorm because it might be useful later, (like what are anthocyanins, or the explanation of a procedure commonly used) 

It is indeed and extensive post, so I’ll write the rest later. 

Completely new to this studyblr community, I would like to say that @hexaneandheels has been my principal motivation to make this blog! I love how her tips are always useful and practical, that she always creates great and original content and I admire so much that hardworking and productive personality of hers, besides she’s so beautiful! 


’ The rules of hair care are simple and finite. ’
’ Exercise gives you endorphins. Endorphins make you happy. ’
’ Happy people just don’t shoot their husbands/wives, they just don’t. ’
’ Whoever said orange was the new pink was seriously disturbed. ’
’ There’s nothing I love better than a dumb blonde with Daddy’s plastic. ’
’ My cousin had that once. Apparently you get a really bad rash on your… ’
’ I don’t need back-ups. I’m going to Harvard. ’
’ Well then, you’ll need excellent recommendations from your professors. ’
’ Trust me, I can handle anything. ’
’ Why are you going to throw that all away? ’
’ Oh, sweetheart, you don’t need law school. ’
’ I’m going to get the love of my life back. ’
’ I just liked to watch him/her change the filter. ’
’ Did you see him/her? He’s/she’s probably still scratching his/her head. ’
’ I feel comfortable using legal jargon in everyday life. ’
’ I can’t believe you just called me a butthead.  ’
’ I don’t think anybody has called me a butthead since the 9th grade. ’
’ Why didn’t you call me? ’
’ Uh. I’m sorry. I just hallucinated. ’
’ Excuse me. ’
’ I’m sorry? ’
’ You got into Harvard Law? ’
’ What? Like it’s hard? ’
’ Pooh bear, just get in the car. ’
’ You’re gonna ruin your shoes. ’
’ Sorry for what? ’
’ Well this is so much better than that! ’
’ Excuse me, I have some shopping to do. ’
’ So, when did you wanna go out? ’
’ We spent a beautiful night together and I haven’t heard from you since. ’
’ Well, forget it. I’ve spent too much time crying over you. ’
’ Because I’m not a Vanderbilt, suddenly I’m white trash? ’
’ You’re breaking up with me because I’m too… blonde? ’
’ I’m a middle aged, high school drop out with stretch marks and a fat ass. ’
’ Well, no. That’s not entirely true… ’
’ Then what? My boobs are too big? ’
’ So what’s a girl/boy to do? ’
’ What? Practically deformed? ’
’ This is what I need to become. ’
’ Don’t stomp your little last season Prada shoes at me, honey. ’
’ I got up. Got a latte. Went to the gym. Got a perm and came home. ’
’ We all tried to talk her out of it. Curls weren’t a good look for her.  ’
’ Objection, why is this relevant? ’
’ I have a point, I promise. ’
’ I suspect you weren’t because your curls are still intact. ’
’ How would you feel if your father married someone who was your age? ’
’ If you’re going to let one stupid prick ruin your life… you’re not the girl I thought you were. ’
’ Oh, my God, the bend and snap works every time! ’
’ All those opposed to chafing, please say “Aye”. ’
’ How was your first class? ’
’ All people see when they look at me is blonde hair and big boobs. ’
’ So, if you don’t know an answer they’re just gonna kick you out. ’
’ Hey, well, don’t you look like a walking felony. ’
’ There’s like a judge and everything… and jury people. ’
’ Is that the only interaction you two have ever had? ’
’ No! Sometimes I say “okay” instead of “fine.” ’
’ Excuse me, I’m sorry… are you here to see me? ’
’ I promised her, and I can’t break the bonds of sisterhood. ’
’ This is a murder investigation! Not some scandal at the sorority house! ’
’ Geez! Could I be any more goddamn spastic? ’
’ Are you one of my lawyers? ’
’ You’ve just won your case. ’
’ Well thank God one of you has a brain. ’
’ If anyone found out about this, I would be ruined! ’
’ I would rather go to jail than to lose my reputation! ’
’ Don’t worry. Your secret is safe with me. ’
’ No more boring suits or pantyhose, I’m trying to be somebody I’m not. ’
’ I think it gives it a little something extra, don’t you think? ’
’ I know, I thought that was very… classy of you. ’
’ This is gonna be just like senior year, except for funner! ’
’ I’m never going to be good enough for you, am I? ’

Quick, little, Rowaelin one-shot for you guys! If there’s enough request for it, I’ll write a part two. Reblogs are appreciated!


“This thing is so cool!”

Aelin was bouncing from one foot to the other, refusing to stand still until her workout was completed. The cold, January air bit through her fleece jacket and the long sleeved thermal she wore underneath it, but the endorphins pumping through her body were enough to keep her warm. Rowan just jogged past her and huffed a quiet laugh, listening for her to start running again. The Fitbit he’d gotten her for Christmas had absolutely amazed her for the past few days. She’d come running whenever she’d learn about a new feature and before he could say or do anything, she was in his lap, showing him her latest discovery.

They’d taken a few days off of training and working out during the holidays, but now that they were officially over, it was time to get back into the swing of things, starting with a measly ten-mile run.She caught back up to him and he glanced at her. “What’s the best thing about it this hour?” He joked, receiving a quick jab to the ribs from his girlfriend.

“This is the coolest thing I’ve had in years, do not ruin this for me, Rowan Whitethorn.”

He opened his fists in mock surrender and they ran in silence for a few moments before he asked, “What did you figure out? I’m curious now.“

She shot him a half-assed glare before looking forward again and grinning. “I’m not used to having this thing yet, so I forgot to hit start on my workout when we started running.” Her breath was coming out in little clouds with every word she spoke. “When I realized, I was pretty bummed, but I went to the app when I was changing my playlist and it’s been tracking me since we started! It just knew!”

Rowan shook his head and lightly chuckled. “It knew because it’s tracking your heart rate. When it noticed the increase in your heart rate to the cardio zone and that it was staying elevated, it automatically began tracking a workout for you.”

Aelin loved it when Rowan got all technical with her. She especially loved it when he spoke about heart rates and anything else in the medical field. The thought of the love of her life someday very soon becoming ‘Dr. Rowan Whitethorn’ did wonderful things to her insides, and she made sure he knew it every chance she could. Medicine was his forte, however, technology, often, was not. She narrowed her eyes at him. “How do you know that?” He rolled his pine green eyes and lifted his wrist and shook it slightly, his black Fitbit, nearly identical to the purple one encircling her own wrist, jostling with every step he took.

Oh. Right. He’d had a Fitbit for much longer than she had, so he knew the ins and outs of the small device that now enthralled her.

They ran in silence for a few minutes more, each of them falling back into their own rhythm that complimented the others. Aelin turned to him.

“So will it track my Zumba class if I forget to turn it on, or is it only running it picks up?”

Rowan continued to look ahead, only removing his other earbud in case the conversation continued to flow. “Anything that keeps your heartbeat up will automatically start tracking. Your Zumba class, running, going to the gym, anything.” He quietly laughed and continued, “Hell, I had an exam my Fitbit once considered ‘exercise’ because my heart rate was going crazy.”

Aelin rolled her eyes at him and kept on, thinking as she ran. “I wonder if it would track sex.”

Rowan, who had been taking a drink out of his water bottle at that exact inopportune moment, spluttered water down his gray zip up. Aelin just slowed down and looked over at him, one eyebrow cocked and her full lips pressed into a tight line as if she were trying not laugh. “I’ve, uhm,” he stammered. “I’ve never thought about that.”

“Hmmm,” was all that Aelin said as she took off again and Rowan, hard as he may try, couldn’t help but stare at her ass in those tight leggings and think about the idea she’d just planted in his head.