how many hours i spend online

chaosintheory  asked:

tim & jason have this competition as to who can get the other more flustered with nicknames. jay started it, and of course. tim doesn't back down and goes with it. it's a mess and the batfam will just see tim pacing around in the manor with a dust of red on his cheeks. //thankfully jay knows how to control his blush, somewhat. the tips of his ears are bright red and he may have created a hole in the wall from banging his head many times. as later found out, jason was flirting, tim's oblivious.

Awww, this sounds exactly like something our awkward nerd boys would do. I can imagine Tim being super competitive and wanting to win it, so he spends hours searching online and scouring all his resources to find the sugariest nicknames out there. Some of them are just plain awful and Jason ends up laughing so hard his side hurts and some of them are downright embarrassing. Like the time Tim called Jason Sweet Cinnabuns, he turned into a puddle of goo on the floor.

Of course, Jay’s nicknames for Tim are all super sweet and adorable because he’s so in love with Tim he can’t hold his feelings back. Naturally, Tim’s the last one to know because he’s completely absorbed in the competition and is horrible at picking up when people have feelings for him. On the other hand, everyone else knows and they all give Jay nicknames he can use. Dick’s are candy sweet, Steph’s are sarcastically fond, Cass’s are really simple and heartfelt, Barbara’s are really nerd, and Damian’s are really old fashioned (something that surprised Jay because he thought they would be insults). The longer the competition goes on, the more obvious Jason’s feelings becomes to everyone. Everyone, but Tim.

It gets to the point, that even the Justice League knows and they’re all taking bets on how long it’ll take Tim to figure it out. Diana even offers to lasso the two of them together, so they can talk it all out. Jason is both really touched and horrified by this offer because Diana is his hero and she wants to help him, but telling Tim shouldn’t be that difficult. He can totally do this by himself. What actually happens is he gets so frustrated he ends up basically screaming his emotions at Tim. Tim just looks at him with these big puppy eyes and Jason feels horrible because he really loves, but damn does it get frustrating to be in love with someone so oblivious.

When Tim keeps staring at him and saying nothing, Jay’s pretty sure he fucked everything up and they’re going to have to go back to being awkward around each other. Then Tim does the best thing ever and tells him saying I love you doesn’t mean he wins the competition. It’s only going to get worse now they’re dating. They then become the most annoying and sickening couple on the face of the planet.

The End

A Furry Adventure 😃

Hey Everyone! After a few months of planning I’m very happy to say I’m finally attending my first Furry Concention! Thanks to @fox-comics suggestion I decided to join him and travel to Montreal to check out the “What the Fur” convention and needless to say i was not disappointed!

We checked into an absolutely beautiful hotel where the convention was being held! I sadly don’t have a picture of it 😅

For the first night noting to big as i was sleep deprived by 30+ hours but it was today that made it worth while…

Furries!

Big, small, young, old, there were every kind of furries and it was awesome!

Even though I’ve seen fur suits online, one can fully grasp the dedication and devotion that they have for their suits. 


They were incredible! And the best part, in my eyes, was how friendly many of the convention goers were. Personally, I hide my furryness outside but I felt so free and joyful! It was a fantastic experience!

Then of course there’s the items 😁Think I would go to a convention and not spend money? HA!

Artwork from artisits I’ve never seen, all remarkably done and cost effective prices if I may add!

Plus I bought a small something as well, two zootopia key changes and a wolf sketching pad because…wolf…

In the end despite the stress and pain of coming here…

I’ve never been happier! Today was by far one of the best days I’ve had, and again I want to thank @fox-comics for telling me and inviting me to the convention! And to anyone who has not yet gone to a convention, I strongly recommend it! It was the best time I’ve had in a while!

anonymous asked:

God, have you seen Liam's activity on twitter? He posted "giggling bear", followed some cheryl and cheriam accounts and even posted her dog in his insta story. I'm waiting for new articles.

Hey Nonnie!

Liam has been quite active on SM lately. Like extremely active considering the amount of time he spends rehearsing, in the studio, and performing. Idk how many of you have spent time with a newborn, but I can tell you they are very high maintenance. Between needing diapers changed, fed every few hours, and lots of cuddles, you really don’t have much time to yourself. The amount of time Liam spends outside of the house and online is not consistent with the parent of a 7th month old, or at least not consistent with an engaged parent.

Let’s back up to Tuesday, the 31st. Conchobear’s first Halloween. Liam was on Twitter multiple times across the span of 6 hours, ending at around 7 pm UK time, which is when a 7 month old goes to bed. He also went into the studio with his dad in the afternoon. He never once mentioned costumes, Chernobyl, or Conchobear. What a fun way to spend your child’s first Halloween, amirite?

Now onwards to what I like to call “damage control day”. The following morning we got a weird video of Liam talking to the Chiam stunt dog. We didn’t see Liam so I assume it was pre-recorded from the last time he had to play house with her dogs. That afternoon “Liam” got on Twitter, interacted with a fan or two, and then announced a follow spree, which always gets people’s attention. Immediately afterwards, “Liam” felt the need to share a sketchy unidentifiable IG story of “Conchobear” giggling. By sketchy I mean it was a black video with a bear emoji and audio of someone interacting with a child. Liam never said any decipherable words to identify himself. If it was really him, choosing to spontaneously post a video of his newborn , you’d think he would have said something to personalize the video. But nope, all we got was generic audio that could have been pulled from Google for all we know. I’d give them a 2/10 for trying.

And then we have Liam’s Twitter activity. So let me get this straight: Liam spent 20 months ignoring the existence of the biggest Chiam UA (that was created two days before the Sun announced Chiam’s existence aka they are run by her team) only to suddenly follow them right in the middle of a massive promo tour for a song that’s always been Chernobyl’s territory. And not only did he follow them, he also interacted with them the same day. And Chernobyl also interacted with them yesterday. Ah yes, feels good. Feels organic.

I’d also like to point out that the day before, Liam liked a random tweet that wasn’t music related from an account he doesn’t follow that had a manip of him and Zayn making out as their profile pic, right after liking a tweet from Ziam News (aka his favorite UA. He usually interacts with them at least once every couple weeks). Another interesting piece to the puzzle is his IG stories on Monday but I’m not gonna break those down here. Just know they were shady af. Imo, Liam is done playing along and his social media manager stepped in to help him out until this mess ends. After watching the flop fest that was Chiam at XF, it’s pretty clear that social media is their only way to make people believe in their relationship. Like I said before, video them interacting for 10 minutes and they’ll end the stunt themselves with their body language.

I expect to continue to see “supportive” Chernobyl on social media right up until they split. That way she can claim she tried to hold the relationship together and just couldn’t do it. Somehow she’s going to make herself the victim and the better person, and an easy way to do that is to support Liam publicly and then later reveal they were having problems all along. Idk if Liam has any interviews coming up but if he does, I wouldn’t be surprised if he doesn’t mention her and goes back to focusing on the kid.

anonymous asked:

(1) Sometimes I'm not excited about effective altruism... the world feels too complicated to understand. You need to be good at lots of complicated subjects to compare between causes. Even smart people are really, really uncertain about what to do that's good. Even GiveWell's top picks are super uncertain once you look at the details.

(2) I am glad there are smart people working on figuring stuff out and making the world better in a big way, but engaging with all of it is exhausting. Is it bad for me to feel this way? Can I focus on being good to those around me and only occasionally donate to helping beings far away (distance-wise or time-wise)? I care about reducing suffering and feel guilty about retreating like this.

Yes, I think this is totally okay. It is hard, and exhausting, to spend all your time in the line of fire, whether that’s for local politics or online activism or the fight against all of the suffering in the universe. Sustainable and healthy and successful movements are ones which do not demand their members burn themselves out trying to stay on top of all of the latest debate and research. 

A couple strategies that might work for you: 

  • commit to a target for donation, and budget that much money every month for an end-of-year contribution: then, in December, figure out how many hours you’re willing to spend figuring out where to send it, and send it there. (’after zero hours of research I will send it to GiveWell’ is a totally legitimate answer).  
  • figure out a level of engagement that feels to you like it’d be more ‘being informed’ than ‘being exhausted and overwhelmed’. Maybe that’s ‘I will restrict myself to one comment in EA Facebook groups a week’. Maybe it’s ‘every month, I’ll read that month’s top post on the effective altruism forums’. Maybe it’s ‘I’ll keep GiveWell’s blog in my RSS feed but cut out everything else’. Feeling like you have control over the time you’re spending and the circumstances where you’re expected to engage can help a lot all by itself.
  • take a two-month cold turkey break; notice what this does. Do you find yourself wishing you were hearing more, because you like engagement with other people who want to reduce suffering and you feel like you’ve lost something? Or are you just happier? If you’re happier, then engagement (at least the way you’re doing it) isn’t serving you. You can continue to do good with reduced engagement. And if you miss some things but not others, you know what to look for going forwards.

Believing that something is really important does not require hurting yourself to stay on top of it or to contribute to it. That’s not realistic and it’s not sustainable. It is consistent and commendable to say ‘this is the most important thing, but I need to balance my life out with other things’. We’re on this planet for the long run, and we should plan accordingly.

From your forgotten friend

Hello, old friend. It’s me, the person who you met online some years ago. You were a shy individual back then, but I remember how we bonded over your love of drawing. We shared interests, aspirations and ideals. I suppose that’s why we became such close comrades.

I remember how we used to spend many hours chatting away about life, learning stories and fundamentals about each other’s being. It was those times when we inspired ideas from each other. We sketched, traded and encouraged each other time and time again. It was also around this time that I ended up introducing you to another long-time online friend of mine. As I expected, and hoped, you two got along instantly and formed your own bond, which was the best result I could have hoped for. I wanted you to meet new people and gain confidence in yourself.

But something has changed, old friend of mine.

Over the years I began noticing something. Something which has led to this moment. Soon after I introduced the two of you to each other, the time you spent with me started to decline. At first I didn’t think much of it, as of course, your circle of friends had grown and naturally wanted to spread time around.

However, more time passed, and the amount of times we spoke kept dropping. You were becoming a very busy, and widely, loved person. Particularly with the friend I originally introduced you to. Many the times I would wake up in the morning to find you two had done some collaboration work, been enjoying a stream or show together, or enjoying some gaming well early into the night, long after I’d gone to bed.

I suppose that can’t be helped though. After all, I live in a completely different time zone to you. When it was time for me to get some rest, it seemed like it was time for you to truly come to life. My friend, of course, doesn’t have that issue. They live only an hour or two away from you. So you guys could play games and watch stuff together without having to think about the timing.

I can’t say I blame you, though. That friend of mine lives near you, has similar tastes in games and has better media equipment than I do, beyond what I can afford. There’s nothing I could offer you that they already could. And from the looks of it, did so. I remember when I asked if you would mind if I joined in on one of your projects, but you explained how it was something you’d always wanted to do with your ‘bro’. That was when I realized you’ve never referred to me as a ‘bro’, while I’d considered you one since shortly after we met.

Once again I decided to try and push this silly notion out of my mind.  Maybe it was some part of me, or something I said, that has pushed you away. It would have been nice to find out it that was the case, but at this point you hardly ever spoke to me anymore. I kept thinking it was bad timing due to new jobs or prior arrangements, but it wasn’t, was it?

Every time I tried to strike up a conversation with you, I could tell you weren’t interested. Or distracted, as you’d often called it. I’d ask about stuff, but you just gave one word answers. The depth of our conversations is long gone.

You may not think it, but I can read between lines. Everytime I noticed my friend was also online, you show no interest in conversing. Even after, I was the last thing on your mind.

I know you’re doing extremely well for yourself now. You have a plethora of friends from here, DeviantArt etc who cherish you. Makes sense, you always make time for them.

I remember, old friend, how you explained to me, back when we used to share stories, that you dreaded the feeling of being a third wheel in a friendship. A forgotten friend. The one that people only speak to when they want something.

You told me you wouldn’t wish that on anybody.

But i never expected that you would do that exact thing to me. Sure, I’m not a very open person but I do know what rejection feels like.

At this point, you’re probably wondering why I’m writing this here. Simple, really. I’ve attempted contect with you several times over the past six months but 90% of the time I don’t get any response. For whatever reason that may be. But I know you’ll see this post pop up, so I know you’ll likely be reading it, one way or another.

I haven’t been happy with iife for about a year now. Some of my other friends know this, but you know me, old friend, I was never one to say much about myself or ask was help, was I? I wanted to ask you since I was there to pick you up when you felt down about things.

Maybe you remember. Maybe you don’t. But I wanted to let you know anyway.


- From your forgotten friend.

Do you ever stop and think about how amazing it is that Taylor spends the majority of her day interacting with us online? She spends hours liking our posts, reading our stories, and having conversations with us. She knows who we are and what’s happening in our lives and then she goes and invites some of us over to her homes?! Like what other artist does that? She has so many other things she could be doing, but she chooses to spend her time with us and that’s why I am proud to be a fan of @taylorswift

I think it’s super rude when someone says “send me a CR! :)” and you IMMEDIATELY (as in, a few minutes after they ping you!!) not only ping them back to let them know you’re sending it, but then two days later they haven’t even added their contribution. I get people have lives and don’t necessarily spend all day online but really? It’s like when someone calls you, you miss the call, and then immediately call them back and get a voicemail.

I can’t tell you how many times I’ve pinged people to let them know I’m sending them a CR, then pinged them a few hours later to remind them about the CR, and then direct messaged them 24 hours after the original ping…only to wind up cancelling the trade two or three days later and then getting a heated message about the trade getting canceled.

like, jesus, if you’re so upset about this then maybe try and send me some communication so I don’t assume you’ve dropped off the face of the fucking planet. I’m totally cool with you needing time to scrounge up money/space. We can even come up with a payment plan if necessary. But for fuck’s sake, don’t act like it’s my fault for withdrawing a trade I haven’t gotten any word about in several days. If I don’t get any word from you, especially after multiple reminders, that tells me you’re not interested and that I should move on to the next customer. Sorry.

Not Dead.

Gah, I don’t know how many times I’ve returned here with excuses for my long absences. ;_; But I’ve come to realize that while I still like to work on my projects like Fortitude, I just can’t maintain a regular social presence online.

I spend at least 8 hours every weekday in front of a computer at work. The last thing I feel like doing when I get home is spending more time on the computer. I like to relax and recharge in my own way with various activities. Work has also been particularly stressful lately because a number of employees have been let go. I’m very lucky to still have my job, but needless to say it’s been a depressing change. On the weekends I’m usually too busy to spend time on the computer. I find time to write, but I can’t write and socialize at the same time. 

Please don’t take this as a request to stop contacting me. People are often apologetic when they send me notes, as though they think they’re bothering me, but I love hearing from people – Zelda fans, Fortitude fans, whoever. I feel guilty that I can’t chat or maintain regular correspondence, but please know I am happy to answer (almost) any questions people may have. 

I want to apologize to anyone I’ve disappointed with my lack of activity. Someday I hope to find a better rhythm that will enable me to be more active, but that won’t happen anytime soon.

I am happy to say I haven’t been totally inactive, since Chapters 30, 31, and 32 of Fortitude have all been revised since my last post here. I haven’t bothered outlining the changes to each chapter, partly because I’m curious to see if people can recognize them without my outlines. I’m not even sure how many people are following the changes, but feedback is always welcome! Here are the links just in case:

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/3550998/30/Fortitude

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/3550998/31/Fortitude

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/3550998/32/Fortitude

As much as I enjoy making these improvements, I really am eager to finish this revision so I can truly declare Fortitude complete and work on other things. For that reason I’ve been neglecting Forgotten, but I plan to shift my focus and post Chapter 9 before I go back to Fortitude.

Thanks for reading. :)

anonymous asked:

alright this is really specific but could i request something on how the rfa would act around an mc who was in an emotionally abusive relationship at some point

I was in an emotionally abusive friendship for two years, and may or may not have gotten a bit…personal with Jumin’s ^^;; sorry about that

Yoosung

  • He never realizes why you look apologize so much
  • For very small things, too, like not washing a dish
  • He also doesn’t understand why you look so taken aback when he compliments you; whenever he tells you how incredible you are, you always seem to refute it with, “No, no, I’m not that great, you’re the amazing one”
  • He asks one day about this, and he immediately knows he hit on a sensitive subject when your leg starts bouncing and you can’t look at him
  • “Uhm.. it’s not anything you’ve done, I promise! It’s just that my last…uh..relationship wasn’t as nice, is all”
  • You don’t explain further, not wanting to make your ex out to seem like this horrible person
  • Yoosung goes to Seven to dig up some stuff (he’s really worried about you)
  • and there’s CCTV footage of your ex yelling at you in public, humiliating you, and saying incredibly terrible things
  • he goes home and hugs you and doesn’t let go because oh god how could anyone put someone like you through that?
  • He tells you EVERYDAY that he loves you so much, that he loves hearing your voice, hearing you speak your opinion, and that you don’t have to apologize for things that weren’t your fault

Zen

  • He doesn’t understand why you constantly walk around eggshells with him, as if he’s a ticking time bomb
  • You never seem to believe that you’re as incredible as you really are, and how when you ask him for anything, even something slight, you always apologize for being an inconvenience
  • he never thinks you are
  • He talks about it with some people he works with, and one girl breaches the topic of emotional abuse, saying she spoke from experience
  • “Some people take it differently; I knew the sign sof what was happening to me so I booked it, but from what you’ve said, it sounds like she was in that kind of relationship for a long time”
  • He googles what emotional abuse is, and he’s horrified
  • It suddenly makes sense why you do all those things he never quite understood
  • He starts showering you with the purest of all compliments, and encourages you to open up, but only if you’re comfortable with it
  • Eventually, you tell him about the friend who would use you constantly as the brunt of jokes, and how whenever you confronted that friend about not liking anything that they did, the friend would immediately turn on you and make it as though you were the terrible person in that situation
  • You stayed for a bit longer than a year; they were your friend, how were you supposed to tell them they were hurting you without them blowing up?
  • Zen knows he can’t ‘fix’ the damage that happened, but he always encourages you to speak up when you’re upset, always making sure that you know he loves you

Jaehee

  • At first, she’s worried at how jumpy and anxious you always are around her
  • Your hands always fidgeting, your leg bouncing, your eyes never meeting hers
  • She thinks it’s something she did, and asks you what she had done to make you seem so scared around her?
  • You feel terrible because of course Jaehee never did anything to make you this way; it was your siblings that conditioned you to be paranoid about your relationships
  • They would always tell you any s/o you ever had was just dating you as a joke to see how far you would go, or that they were just getting information about you that they could use to bash you with
  • You tell Jaehee that you just get paranoid about if she really loves you or not
  • she’s horrified??? of course she loves you! She would give the world for you
  • Every time she says she loves you, she makes it as sincere as possible, “I would never lie to you about loving you, MC, I really mean it when I say you’re the love of my life”
  • She researches online tirelessly on how to help someone who went through emotional abuse for so many years

Jumin

  • You would always stop yourself in the middle of a sentence, or a story you were telling him to say, “I’m sorry, this isn’t even that interesting, sorry for boring you”
  • You were never boring him??? He could listen to you talk about paint drying for hours he never wants you to think you’re annoying
  • It happens with other things, as well
  • You always seem upset when he spends money on you, “No, Jumin, I really don’t deserve this, it’s so nice…”
  • Of course It’s nice!!! That’s why he bought it for you!
  • He confronts you about it, and sees how you tense up
  • “Um..just, a friend I had when i was a teenager that wasn’t…as good of a friend as I thought they were”
  • “How so?”
  • “It wasn’t anything much, they just blamed me for a lot of things, is all.”
  • He definitely knows you aren’t telling the whole truth, but he’s willing to wait until you’re comfortable
  • The story, start to finish, comes out after a late night conversation over a muted movie
  • Your friend would always find something wrong with anything you did, and yell at you for it. There was an entire group chat that existed solely to make fun of you. And regardless of what the friend yelled at you about, you would always apologize, and promise to never do it again. The person always found something else to guilt you about, blaming it on mental illness and saying you were the asshole for saying you were upset with them
  • So eventually, you just stopped expressing opinion and when they were upset, you would immediately apologize for something you weren’t even sure you did
  • He’s heart broken
  • He always wants to hear your opinion, he wants to know when you’re unhappy, he wants you to know you have a voice in this relationship
  • Nothing matters more to him than your happiness; he uses every resource he has to educate himself on how to help you
  • “You’re never annoying, or boring to me, MC. I never want you to stop expressing yourself, no matter what opinions you have”

707

  • He first notices your complete lack of any self esteem
  • You constantly berate yourself and make self-deprecating comments, and any small inconvenience you cause, you act as though you just killed someone
  • “It’s just some spilled coffee, MC, no need to worry! We can clean it up no problem”
  • “I’m really sorry, still…I can clean it up, it was my fault anyway”
  • He’s so worried??? You talk about hating yourself and how you’re a failure and he’s just like no!! you’re not you’re amazing!!!!
  • He does some…research
  • He digs through your past to see who did this, and finds some old social media posts about your parents
  • And hes furious
  • They would constantly blame you for being the family’s worst child, how you were so lazy and untalented
  • He’s not standing for that shit for a second and immediately yells from the other room, “MC you’re the most talented and incredible and amazing person I’ve ever met in my life! Fuck your parents!!”
  • You come flying into the room like??? WHAT DO YOU MEAN
  • then you see some,,,facebook posts
  • “Oh…that was just me exaggerating, you shouldn’t take such old posts seriously-”
  • “Listen MC I love you so much okay? You might not like yourself but just know I love you more than anything, and you have never once been considered a burden in my eyes. Ever”
Batboys with s/o’s who’re stuck in eternal youth


anon requested
HC of the boys with a friend how’s stuck in the eternal youth, like one of those persons that always look young despite their age. I’m 23 and people usually think I’m 16, besides that I’m short so it doesn’t help. I have my ID glued on my face 24/7

@whovianayesha @inn0centkidz @civilwarkilledme @tamanamohain @insideoflit @lovekenya24 @too-many-fandoms666

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Bruce finds it hilarious.

“No -thats NOT my new daughter.” He’d say with a giant grin and laughs every single time because you’re yelling at them.
“HE JUST KISSED ME AND YOU STILL ASK?”
“HOW MANY TIMES DO I HAVE TO TELL YOU?”
“WHY DID YOU ASK MY MOM?!”

Tim sympathises and honestly finds you the best clothes online so you’re not spending hours finding something thats age  appropriate for work AND your size. Plus you’d never need the hassle to buy alcohol because he’s bought it in advance.

Dick would honestly do his best to get your ID’d. Even at your regular, they know he’s a cop and he’s sitting there waiting with his eyebrow raised. He doesn’t threaten them but they’re either in on the joke or nervous. It pisses you off but you know he’s working you up to get some passionate sex to make it upto you.

Jason would be getting annoyed on your behalf.
Like your regular would ID you and he’ll be like “They’ve been coming here FIVE years and you’re still IDing them?!” and they’ll be responding “Sorry but Officer Grayson specifically asking for them to be checked.” and Jason would be like “are you FUCKING serious?!”

Damian. He’d offer to buy things for you and you’ll come home to clothes made just for you, so you’d never have to go shopping again (:( or :) idk ) and would buy anything you needed. However when things happen and you need to pick up an emergency wine, you hand over the ID as your trying to stop Damian from sassing the shopkeeper for doing his job.

“Do i look like a fucking pedophile?”
“No sir.”
“Yet you’re IDing them.”
“It’s the law sir.”
“Do you know WHO i am? Or who i know?”

Chad Michael Murray was actually the worst friend a person could have.

It all started on what began as a normal Friday. Jared woke up, knocked loudly on Chad’s door, took Harley and Sadie for a run, came back to shower, knocked loudly on Chad’s door again, and started breakfast. He hummed a happy tune quietly with a smile in place as he grabbed food from the refrigerator and cabinets.  Eventually Chad stumbled in, more squinty-eyed than usual, and running his hands through his spiky-blond, unruly bed hair.

“Morning, Sunshine,” Jared grinned, breaking the eggs into the sizzling pan.

“Fuck you, asswipe,” Chad spat.  Pulling on a chair at the breakfast bar so rough it screeched across the linoleum floor, he hauled himself up in it and glared at the back of Jared’s cheery head.

“You’re in a worse mood than usual,” Jared snorted, knowing that no matter how bad of a mood Chad was in, it was just an inherent part of his personality - nothing personal.

“Yeah, I am,” Chad groaned, nearly slamming his forehead into the counter top as he let it plop down.  “I was having a great night – made out with Sophia for, like, three hours straight, ate pizza, jacked off –“

“Really, dude?” Jared interrupted.

“– listened to some music, and then fell asleep, but not before fucking remembering that your gay boyfriend was coming over today,” he finished as though Jared never spoke.  

“Did you just call my boyfriend gay?” Jared asked incredulously.

“Uh, yeah.  Because he is.”  There was a pause.  

“Yep, that is true,” came with the shake of a head.  “But what’s the big deal?  Jensen comes over almost every weekend.”

“I know, but, like,” Chad groaned and slammed his head back against the counter top, “when he’s over you’re all mushy and gross and I can only handle so much gay in my life, okay?  And when he’s here, it’s double the gay.  It’s gay multiplied.  Gay squared.  That’s too much gay.”  Jared rolled his eyes and tossed the English muffins in the toaster.  

“Why don’t you go stay with Sophia or one of your other friends?” Jared suggested.

“Sophia is having a girl’s night or something tonight, I don’t really know.  She said, ‘Me and the girls want a wine and pedicure night,’ and I was like, ‘Fine, I’m gonna have a beer and video game night’ – which isn’t different than every other night, but, y’know.  And I have no other friends, Jared, why else do you think I’m living with your gay ass? That and you have the best gaming system so it was kind of a no-brainer.”

“Feelin’ the love, Chad.”

“Don’t feel the love from me, your boyfriend’ll be here in a few hours.”  

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Time Management: Getting Things Done Without Losing Yourself

As we get closer to Step 1 my fellow M2s are starting to become crazy people. They are clearly not sleeping enough, are eating a lot of takeout and are starting to look disheveled. Not to sound cliché, but medical school is a long arduous process and I cannot afford to ignore my physical and mental health for the next few months.

When life gets busy and stressful I create schedules. These are not schedules that have every minute planned out, more like rough goals for what to accomplish for the day. Thursday’s schedule included lecture, a lunchtime radiology talk, reviewing the day’s lectures, preparing for small group, cooking a large quantity of food, calling my mom, and attending a suturing lab. By 11pm I had finished all of my goals and was able to relax. Friday’s goals included class, Step 1 study group, going to the gym, and relaxing in the evening. I try to keep my goals realistic and to account for the fact that sometimes I am just not that productive. At the same time, I work very hard to meet my daily goals even if it means staying up a little later than I intended.

I encourage everyone, particularly those who feel stretched too thin, to examine how you are spending your time. If you are only sleeping 4-5 hours a night or constantly feel overwhelmed take a close look at why that is.

Do you waste hours online when you could be doing work? Try to limit yourself. I recently decided to only check FB once a day, drastically reducing the time I waste online. I also use a program called “Self Control” when I really need to limit online distractions.

Have you taken on too many extracurricular activities? Examine what activities are really important to you and consider letting others ones go. It is better to be fully committed to one or two activities than to find yourself overstretched.

Are you studying inefficiently? Last year my friends teased me because I never used pictures for anatomy. I would read the notes and go to lab, but Netter’s did nothing for me so I stopped using it. Determine what study techniques work for you and stop worrying about what everyone else is doing. If you are a visual learner draw out pathway maps. If you like learning through proactive questions get ahold of review books. Do you like to talk things though? Create a study group. Or do all 3 of those things IF it helps. If something works keep doing it. If not, stop wasting your time doing something because you think you should.

-wanderlustmed 

I’m writing this now before I lose the courage. And I’m going to post this now before I lose the courage, too.

Tumblr has been an incredible community for me. I have met many wonderful human beings online. I don’t regret that I’ve been able to interact with so many inspiring, intriguing, intelligent, friendly, and incredible people. Participating in the HTTYD fandom has changed my life for the better, and I’ve always wanted to give back everything to people. I’ve always wanted to be a blog that spreads sunshine, acceptance, happiness, and a love of dragons.

I have been touched by people here. I’m touched that people want to talk to me or send me asks or seek out my opinion or follow me at all. I can’t explain how much I am touched. It… it amazes me. You guys amaze me. Every person who has talked to me, be it through reblogs or asks or private messages or following me or anything at all… I want to thank you now, from the bottom of my heart, for being there and for being such friendly, wonderful personalities.

I’ve come to realize that tumblr has been a great community for me, but that I’ve lost lots of special irl experiences since I’ve become heavily involved in my blog. I can spend an hour and a half on a single analysis staring at a computer screen. I can spend an entire day answering tumblr questions and not even look out a window. I spend so much time watching my follower count, the number of notes I get a day, how many posts I make. And yet I always go to bed thinking, disappointed with myself, “You haven’t even answered everyone’s asks from the beginning of August.” And I wake up thinking, “Has anything new happened online?” 

I’m not going outside and jogging nine miles like I used to, hiking or skiing in the mountains, arranging get-togethers with irl friends, or meeting new companions face-to-face. Not sitting in the balcony watching a sunset drift behind the trees. Not curling up and reading a good fiction book. Not waking up at sunrise or going to bed at a proper hour. Not doing random research projects on topics I enjoy or reading intriguing nonfiction. Not drawing animals in my sketchbook, writing original novels, or composing music. Not spending time cooking healthy food, ironing laundry, or cleaning at all. I’m not even getting my work done or hours quota met for my paychecks. I’m not interacting with the world around me, the world that is right in front of my eyes beyond the bright computer screen. And it’s made me rather exhausted and perhaps a little emotionally dampened and anxious, too.

I’m addicted. I spend too many hours on this website a day. I love tumblr and I especially love you, but I have to break this addiction and find a world with color again. This is not not not your guys’ fault, but strictly my own mistake for spending too much time on a good thing.

As I said at the start, I’m scared. Crazy as it sounds, it’s true. I’m terrified to admit this, let alone post this. I’m scared that I’ll lose followers over this one post, even though it’s only one post seriously, and I know that follower counts don’t determine my worth as a human being. I’m scared people will stop sending asks to my inbox because I don’t want the dialogue to stop (and for reals, though, guys, don’t ever hesitate to hop into my inbox still! don’t let this impact communication!). I’m scared people I’ve met here who I respect will forget me. I’m scared that I’ll immediately regret this message once I click the “Post” button. I’m scared that I’ll regret toning down my tumblr time a month in the future.

Tumblr is a wonderful, wonderful website, and I’m not going to leave it. I hope my blog can continue to be an enjoyable place for my followers. But I know I have to quit logging onto tumblr once every forty minutes. There’s so many things to do in life. I’m going to be starting a TA position in a week and attending courses for my PhD. I’m going to meet new people in a new city I’ve never lived in before now and working a part time job on top of that. I need my time for that, I need my sanity.

Tumblr is a wonderful, wonderful website, and I’m not going to leave it. I hope my blog can continue to be an enjoyable place for my followers. As much as it might not be “smart” to make a post about this, I believe you guys deserve full honesty, even if I fear it might hurt me. I’m not going to be as fast responding to asks as I was last year. I’ll still answer every ask, but it’ll take a little time depending on my busyness. I’m still here for you guys, and I still want to be here. I’m not leaving. I’m not even going on hiatus. I’m just reducing my tumblr usage to something manageable.

So thank you, thank you so much for being great people. Thank you for making my experience here great. I hope we can continue to have fun times together. Chat with you soon! In the meantime, continue being awesome. :)

anonymous asked:

im curious what do you think about the vernon thing on twitter today?

Um all I know about the situation is that someone was upset and called Vernon out for tweeting while the situation in Dallas was going on. 

Firstly, that’s a bit hypocritical since…she was on twitter tweeting at the same time. If she had a problem with Vernon tweeting while the shooting was going on…why….was she tweeting too…

Secondly, not to defend Vernon, but the reason why we know about these things is because we spend time on our social media. I mean I didn’t even know that such a thing was happening at the same time until this came up? And Vernon and the rest of Seventeen spend so much time practicing and training and forsaking sleep and probably eating just going through their music and dance, I honestly don’t think they have time to spare hours going through the internet to really know what’s going on. If you weren’t online/on social media so much, do you really think you’d know about what’s going on around the world? Additionally, they live in skorea and I don’t know how many people in skorea would know about this news? Especially since most of the coverage and tweets/updates going around are probably in English. It’s really not fair that Vernon was called out for not addressing it(?) or tweeting while it was going on because I think he simply came on to just spend some time with carats. The boys had Music Bank today and Ms Korea, their schedule today was really intense and heavy. And Vernon probably had to come on twitter bc I think they’re going to be doing mempas in age order, and for him to come online to just fulfil this responsibility and to get attacked like that was really unnecessary and unfair. Also, remember that pledis_17 is an official twitter platform that’s meant to promote seventeen, the boys probably can’t simply tweet their own thoughts or whatever they want on a platform like that. 

(Just because Vernon is part American doesn’t mean he’s going to know about everything that happens in America…)

If she wanted Vernon to know about what was going on, he could have been told about it nicely, not attacked like that. He doesn’t deserve it, not when he already is working so hard just for us. 

I agree so much with that post about if Taylor was doing any of this out of greed for money, she would have been charging for things LONG ago. She has sent fans presents and attended a bridal shower and visited my home bearing gifts for my son, all with zero expectation in return (which let’s not talk about how guilty I feel that I can’t ever properly pay her back).  She takes the time to seek out fans at events, to which she has no obligation to do so, and offers free, heartfelt advice to fans when she can. She has hosted a 13 hour meet and greet. She visits sick children in the hospital, far exceeding the time she was “supposed” to be there and spending actual time with each patient. To this day, despite her success and the fact that she COULD charge hundreds if not more for meetings, she still hosts not one but two free meet and greets at her shows.  She’s hosted livestreams where fans were present for free, and even welcomed them into her or her family’s homes during or after.  She has invited fans to her house for hours to listen to unreleased albums and hang out, with no payment or accolades expected.  She spends her time interacting with as many of us as she can online and tries to let us know we are all loved and important, even when she can’t meet all of us in one era. She was the voice of those up and coming artists too afraid to speak out, when she knew hers could make a difference on their behalf.  I just don’t see how anyone ever even tried to use the “greed” argument and I’m so glad she’s getting the positive recognition she deserves now.

I’m not saying that money will fix everything or that a rape survivor who you’ve called a liar will forgive you if you pay them (they’re DEFINITELY not obligated to and probably won’t, sorry not sorry) but if you want to show someone you value the significant emotional labour you put them through I mean

look

I know so many rape survivors who are struggling to make ends meet. Who haven’t been to therapy in months or years because they can’t afford it. Who work shitty dead-end jobs where they feel like they’re dying every day because they need healthcare because they have PTSD and other conditions relating to trauma. I know so many rape survivors who work 40 hour weeks and come home exhausted and spend all their spare time just fighting to hold their shit together because no one else is gonna take care of them but them. 

So it makes me really mad when I see self-proclaimed antifeminists and MRAs and shit - and anyone really - exploit the emotional labour we put into discussing rape and rape culture online, this emotional labour is PRECIOUS and important to other rape survivors, it’s a big part of how we forge communities and support each other. When I was doing crisis and victim support work I made 18 dollars an hour and imo it wasn’t enough but that would be a START because that is what we are doing here and you, whether you know it or not, antifeminists etc, are some of the direct beneficiaries of that labour, and instead of respecting it you exploit and devalue it and I am sick of it, I’m sick of seeing rape survivors barely scraping by while you take our labour and then shit on it and then demand more from us. 

Pay us.