i feel like i'm behind already

anonymous asked:

sorry to bother, how do u even get an internship or build up a resume when ur only coding experience is roughly 1 semester of an intro comp course? after switching majors my carefully planned life path is in shambles, & i already feel like i'm way behind & losing some race by starting so late, & i'll feel useless if i don't do anything over the summer. i have no idea how to even begin being a comp sci major. ofc u don't have to answer esp if it stressed u out, hope ur doing well!!

Ah, I can definitely offer you what I know from experience!

First off–give yourself a little time to calm down. These are big-picture things, so being frazzled about it right out of the gate will only make it seem more stressful.

I was in a similar(ish) boat. I thought I wanted to do biomedical engineering until late into sophomore year I realized all the projects I’d really enjoyed were coding projects. So I switched to engineering modified with computer science without actually having any CS courses under my belt.

Over the summer I had a resume screening, then a first-round interview with Microsoft through my college’s recruitment program. This past fall I got flown out to Redmond Washington to interview with them. Microsoft final-round interviews are four complete interviews in four hours.

In each and every one of them, I brought up the (kinda humorous) fact that my resume and transcript was real sparse on CS classes. I made it entirely clear why, that I realized sophomore year I really really like coding, and I was willing to uproot my current and careful plan to pursue that. (One of my interviewers had been a physics major who then pursued coding afterward, so he could relate.) I told a story about the moment I realized what I wanted to do, and made it as entertaining and clear as possible that I’m serious about my switch.

They like to hear about projects! I made a program last year that took audio files and deconstructed the frequencies out of them. I made it because I was researching the Fourier transform and just got all carried away with taking it to the logical extreme. That program was terribly formatted, made with all the grace of a non-CS student who doesn’t know shit for nothing about computers, A real CS major would have looked at the repeated lines of code and started crying, probably. I didn’t bring that part up. I just talked about it as something to prove my own creativity and capacity and passion–it was a formative part in me wanting to pursue CS.

As a whole, they’re less concerned with the name of your major and your list of classes than they are with what you can say about yourself, your passions, your projects.

As for the technical part of the interviews, the nice thing is that they tended to not be that technical. Like, they don’t anticipate you code an app before their eyes. They ask you “write a program that can [xyz]” and they then expect you to brainstorm through your process (they’ll give you hints along the way) and write up a proto code on the whiteboard. Because you’re physically writing on a whiteboard with only about 30 minutes of time, they don’t anticipate it’ll be perfectly written or very long. I was using C, a language I hadn’t had real practice in in over a year. I’m certain there were random syntax errors in my solutions, but I’d already told them I was approaching CS from a weird angle. They were more interested in whether or not I could problem solve, test and backtrack, explain my code, and formulate a solution. 

I got the internship, having never technically taken a class out of my college’s CS department (although, I’d been exposed in some of my engineering courses).

As for preparation, if your college has a career development center, they can help tons. Our center offers free hour-long sessions (I think you can only book one per week?) and one of the workers there helped walk me through creating a decent resume. Also advisers! Track down your adviser, or the CS Department head and talk with them about what the requirements are for a CS major. They’re there to help you. (Your college’s website may list it out as well.)

And if you find yourself prepping for a technical interview without much background, the internet is your friend! I worked through parts of my college’s CS10 class’s website while I was preparing (I hadn’t taken CS10, but the website was available to anyone who searched it.) As well as Khan Academy videos (funfact: the algorithms section of Khan Academy was entirely drafted up by one of my college’s profs–I’ve spoken to him a few times.)

I think that’s the extent of what I know. I hope it can help you some. I’ve got my fingers crossed for you!

anonymous asked:

Hi! I just wanted to say I love all your posts regarding MML. Your theory on Mr. Block is genius and am 100% behind you on that actually happening. I'm also super happy you ship Zack and Melissa too. If you have any would you be willing to share more zalissa head cannons with the rest of us?

I can feel it coming in the ask tonight / Oh lord / And I’ve been waiting for this moment all my life.

  • They’re “just” friends all the way through high school, even though everyone sort of sees it. They love each other as friends first.
  • Melissa is one of these people who flirts with every guy and no one takes it seriously, it’s just good fun, it’s how she communicates. And Zack knows that perfectly well and he’s okay with it, but still, every time his turn comes up he can’t help but feel like “I HAVE BEEN CHOSEN.”
  • (Everybody else has noticed by now that he’s her especial target, but he has no idea.)
  • The first time she turns the doe eyes on him is earth-shattering, because he’d seen her do it to other people but he completely underestimated their effect at close range.
  • Milo: “I warned you about the doe eyes!” Zack: “I KNEW about the doe eyes!!!”
  • (“Who would have thought SHE’D be more dangerous than YOU?!?” “…Oh Zack, I’m not dangerous. It’s what’s near me that you’ve got to watch out for.” “…Oh no you’re right.”)
  • But anyway, with every year that passes he’s increasingly aware that she is not only gorgeous (he always knew that) but the most amazing girl he has ever met, just enough dangerous edge to draw him in and just enough common sense to make it worthwhile, and at the same time she’s his best friend and what they’ve built together over the years is really beautiful. So he wants that to last. It’s special.
  • At first he doesn’t think he has a chance because so many boys like her and lots of them are better than him, so he’s content to just be close to her in the way he always has. But eventually he realizes his one great advantage: he actually knows her. Everybody else has befriended her at a distance because of her insistence on hanging out with Milo Murphy. He was the only one who spent time with her and developed an appreciation for her as a person. And that gives him more confidence.
  • Fortunately she had narrowed the eligibles down to him a long time ago.
  • “Milo, I’m about to ask Melissa out and this is really hard for me. You hide in those bushes and provide moral support.” “Okay!” / “Milo, I think Zack’s about to ask me out and I’m kinda freaking out. You go hide in those bushes and provide moral support.” “Gotcha!”
  • Tree nearly falls on them seconds after she’s agreed to date him and they both yell “MILO!!!” because neither of them are going to admit that they planted him there, and he’s a great sport and doesn’t call them out on it until his Best Man speech.
  • (Babyproofing their whole wedding because who else is going to be the best man. “Milo, if we can’t handle Murphy’s Law for a few hours, we’re sure not gonna be able to handle being married to each other for the next seventy years. Start writing that speech, buddy”)
  • Lots of kids and when people say “are they all yours?” when one of them is babysitting the Murphy-Lopez children, the answer is always “Yes.”
  • Zack helping Melissa remember things. Leaving little post-it notes on the bathroom mirror to remind her to call the exterminator and to dress up nice for the PTA meeting because he’s going to suddenly have an emergency and drive by to pick her up halfway through and take her out to dinner.
  • Any time they have to do something they hate, like drive the kids out to the dentist or buy groceries for a huge party, Zack insists on calling it “the Quest” and no matter how bad a mood she’s in it always makes her laugh.
  • Melissa flat-out refusing to do something for Zack unless he gets down on his knees and sings “Chop Away At My Heart.”
  • (She had already found that video long before she pretended to have looked it up and was just needlessly torturing him the entire time they were waiting for their pizza I forgot to mention that.)

superfluous-stuckupitude  asked:

Hello! Can I request a songfic with the song Angel of Mine by Monica (you can tell I'm a fan of her lol)?

Considering how much of an artist she is I won’t complain :P And as you can see you certainly can! I hope you like it ;) And btw, I absolutely adored the music video of this song…

PS: For the ones that may want to take a look before reading

I look at you, looking at me

Regina closed the door behind her, the sound of laughter and drunken songs being muffled almost instantly by the time she walked a few steps, the bittersweet feeling of loneliness already climbing through her chest, to her throat, to her eyes which she closed and opened as she heard the door behind her once again, another figure stepping outside, leaving behind the almost party that had been made after a certain wedding had been called off.

“I think you are forgetting something.” Said a voice behind her and Regina turned, her mind reeling as she stared at Emma, everything feeling far too similar to a memory, far too like a copy in charcoal, a starting to fade photograph of something already lived.

Emma’s hair was haloed by the light that still came from inside of Granny’s, her pale face flushed pink and her eyes impossibly green as she stared back, bottom lip trapped beneath white teeth, making her look younger, innocent. Even if the look on those eyes weren’t innocent at all. Eager perhaps, shy definetely, like the kind of woman that had muttered a trembling “Hi” and the one who had invited her to a party that were about heroes that still didn’t trust her and said so, with a smile and soft eyes even when everything had been tight, convoluted, complicated and almost always on the brick of breaking.

Regina’s breath hitched and so she looked downwards, staring at the now empty space on Emma’s fingers, on how the blonde’s hands were half-extended, as if expecting something, as if about to ask for something Regina was sure she would return. Even if she really didn’t have anything to give back.  Nothing else, nothing more.

Realizations had already been done, she thought as she stared and looked. Looked the way Emma kept looking back at her, waiting in a similar pose, burning questions in her eyes, in the way Regina could count the many times Emma stared down to Regina’s own hands that crackled and glowed as Regina counted every heartbeat, every time she breathed in as she waited, as she hoped for something else than just the predicted answer, the one she already knew by heart.

“What would I be forgetting?” She asked and so she waited, voice breaking as she stared and stared. Stared at the way Emma’s skin blushed, red dusting her cheeks, stared at her hair, how it folded around her ears, eyelashes long enough to cast shadows as the woman blinked. A softness that had been there ever since the first week, even when they hadn’t trust each other, not like they did now. A softness that was there alongside with a strength she had seen being destroyed, chipped away little by little with demeaning words and harsh stares and just a too long list of things the woman in front of her was supposed to be and do. She stared at the curve of her hips, at the way she stood, reminiscence of what Regina had one seen her being and so she felt her throat burn. “What I’m forgetting?”

To be honest, she saw it happen before it actually did, moving, unfolding in front of her like a piece of silk dipped in water. She saw it in the same way she felt her magic dance over her skin before she closed her eyes and just let herself feel. However, before it happened, she saw how Emma swallowed down her own nerves, an answer to a question she had never truly pose but wanted anyways. She saw how Emma took a step towards her, a very similar way of what had happened the first time, all those years ago, back when she had first wanted to pull and push, to yield and cry beneath Emma’s hands. But she hadn’t. She saw the way Emma grabbed her wrist even before she felt those long warm fingers on her skin and she saw the words they had never truly said but had known for a very long time being written in the air with purple and dirty white.

Because, Regina thought as she closed her eyes, lips parting, her own hands raising, touching, grabbing, they had already talked about this on the silences they had shared and the stares they had done, on the way they cared for each other, on the many times they had fought for each other and found each other. On how they had kept trusting each other even while screaming at the other, longing tainting what they could have but hadn’t. They had already talked so many times about this she felt her throat sore as she inhaled just a second too late, with Emma’s lips already on hers, the taste of cinnamon and probably bear making her smile because who else but Emma would taste like this? Who else but her?

So, they didn’t talk after they moved backwards, each other with their hands tangled on each other’s clothes, both trembling, both staring, looking, gazing.

“I’m sorry.” They whispered into each other’s mouths as they kissed again. Silent, real, there. Theirs.

“I know.” They answered as fingers found fingers, as they intertwined them, as they stared a second longer, just a second longer.

Just them.

Nothing means more to me then what we share

No one in this whole world can ever compare

Daughter sentence starters
  • "Don't think about the consequences."
  • "Leave me at the altar, knowing all the things you just escaped."
  • "Don't you dare look back."
  • "This is torturous electricity between both of us."
  • "I want you so much, but I hate your guts."
  • "I hate you."
  • "Wipe away your tear stains."
  • "Thought you said you didn't feel pain."
  • "I pray a lot for you."
  • "I look out for you."
  • "I'll do whatever you say to me in the dark."
  • "You're too old to be so shy."
  • "I bite my tongue and torch my dreams."
  • "Things cannot be reversed."
  • "We both know I'll never be your lover."
  • "I only bring the heat, company under cover, filling space in your sheets."
  • "You let it go."
  • "I let it go."
  • "I was drunk again, causing accidents."
  • "You're not a friend, you're nothing."
  • "I think I should be a little more confident in myself, in my skin."
  • "Take me home."
  • "He don't recognize me anymore."
  • "Burned out flames should never re-ignite."
  • "I won't say a word, but I think he knows."
  • "I've hardly slept since the night he left."
  • "Pick it all up and start again."
  • "You've got a second chance."
  • "You could go home."
  • "You could still be what you want to."
  • "You've got a warm heart, you've got a beautiful brain."
  • "Our minds are troubled by the emptiness."
  • "If you're still breathing, you're the lucky ones, 'cause most of us are heaving through corrupted lungs."
  • "We are the reckless, we are the wild youth."
  • "One will die before he gets there."
  • "Most of our feelings, they are dead and they are gone."
  • "I've lost it all."
  • "My eyes are damp from the words you left."
  • "If you're in love, then you are the lucky one, 'cause most of us are bitter over someone."
  • "I'm forever missing him."
  • "Setting fire to our insides for fun."
  • "I can't forget it, though I've tried."
  • "I know you regret it, love, you told me so many times."
  • "I still wonder why you left with her and left me behind."
  • "Take your hands off him 'cause he's the only one that I have ever loved."
  • "I don't want to imagine words you spoke to her that night."
  • "Did she make your heart beat faster than I could?"
  • "Did she give you what you hoped for?"
  • "I hope it made you feel good, knowing how much I adored you."
  • "You're making me sick, love."
  • "Frozen hearts growing colder with time."
  • "I needed you."
  • "Now we are strangers."
  • "I’m a foolish, fragile spine."
  • "I want all that is not mine."
  • "I want him, but we’re not right."
  • "I should go now."
  • "I’m sorry if I smothered you."
  • "Hate is spitting out each others mouths, but we're still sleeping like we're lovers."
  • "I already know I'll lose you."
  • "By tomorrow I'll be left in the darkness, amongst your cold sheets and your shoes will be gone, and your body warmth no longer beside me."
  • "She don't even want to speak to you."
  • "Still reminding me what I feel, how he left without reasons."
  • "You can try to forget me but I won't let you easily."
  • "Despite everything I'm still human."
  • "I think I'm dying here."
  • "I can't stand to be so dead behind the eyes."
  • "Give me touch 'cause I've been missing it."
  • "I'm dreaming of strangers kissing me in the night."
  • "I'll escape with him."
  • "I've been thinking that I should see someone just to find out if I'm alright."
  • "I used to dream of adventure when I was younger."
  • "You always find the rain in rainbows."
  • "You're so cold to touch."
  • "Your kisses are not what I wanted."
  • "All I really need is you to comfort me."
  • "You don't understand, you don't hold my hand."
  • "All I ever wanted was your heart right from the start."
  • "Her kisses may be a beautiful art, but she don't really care about your heart."
  • "If I try to get close, he is already gone."
  • "He is restless at night, 'cause he has horrible dreams."
  • "I don't know what we're doing, I don't know what we've done."
  • "I think we should run."
  • "I won't tell my mother, it's better she don't know."
  • "We'll just keep each other as safe as we can."
  • "Will you stay with me, my love, 'till we're old and grey?"
  • "I'm losing my friend."
  • "Her eyes were blue and green like none I've ever seen."
  • "Through many years, their love did survive."
  • "I flew here under false pretense."
  • "I know you think you're still a child, but I couldn't give a fuck."
  • "I've forgotten what it was that I wanted."
  • "I won't be your doll."
  • "I don't look so good in yellow."
  • "I see the way you look at her, you don't do that for me."

Re-watching season 6, and feel so thick for not making this connection before:

After Hodor’s death and Bran is trapped in the vision state, he sees images of the mad king shouting “Burn them all!” back-to-back with images of the White Walker army…

And I realized, holy shit, Bran is responsible for the madness of King Aerys II.

Just like how he connects young Hodor’s mind to the moment of his traumatic death, Bran inadvertently plants visions of the White Walkers in the king’s head. And when Aerys ordered his men to “burn them all” he was not seeing King’s Landing, but rather the Army of the Dead.

I think...

At this point one of two things needs to happen: 1) the writers need to tell us that yes Kara and Lena will happen or 2) they need to start explaining why Kara reacts that way to Lena and why Katie McGrath thinks its okay to have Lena unashamedly flirting with Kara.
Like, those are literally the only two options. I don’t NEED to know but I would like to know that I’m not just making things up in my mind. But, given all of their scenes together I highly doubt that I’m making it up.
The lingering looks. The flirty smiles. The lip bites. I mean honestly Lena “I am CEO of a huge company” Luthor, tooktime out of her day to personally invite Kara. We have no idea how she got Kate’s address. She was clearly jealous of Alex before Kara said she was her sister. And when she asked Supergirl if she and Kara would see her there, that smile had so much meaning behind it. Like she was so happy.
By now I have no doubts that the look in 2x04 was definitely a ‘gay ulterior motives’ look.

Anyway, this might just be me.

@masksandtheirdoctors​ continued from X

[💎] The bandicoot snickered. It didn’t look like he was very busy with anything at the moment. What a liar he was, wasn’t he? Crash shrugged, placing his arms behind his head as he eyed the doctor for a few moments before he spoke.

“Checkin’ up to see what you’re up to, Doc. Haven’t heard from you in awhile,” he answered, a small grin forming on his muzzle. “And you sure look like you’re doin’ something mate.”

I wish people stopped shamming children for being unable to speak their parent’s native tongue(s). Many children would have loved to learn but when you’re living in a country where English is a necessity, native tongues fall behind on the priority list. Doesn’t make them less of their culture just because they can’t speak their language–they already feel inferior on that aspect, especially when they’re constantly put against others who were taught the language and can speak fluently.

  • [In a bookstore, Remus carries Harry through the children's storybooks section while Sirius follows a couple of steps behind. Harry grabs a picture book of Little Red Riding Hood.]
  • Remus: [chuckles] Why do you want to read about a big, bad wolf? You've already got one in your house. [playfully] I'm gonna eat youuu!
  • Sirius: [scoffs] In our house, you're the one most likely to be eaten. You're definitely the most edible.
  • Remus:
  • Sirius:
  • Sirius: In my defense, on our way here, some guy offered me a green lollipop and I ate it and I've been feeling a bit funny since.
  • floundering-ssdlt.tumblr.com/mywork

metastasic  asked:

I moved to Japan a few months ago, fresh out of highschool. I know I was in the wrong when expecting that leaving home would also mean leaving my problems behind, but I never expected things to hit me this hard. With a history of bad relationships with food, myself and my approach to life I feel like I'm gradually loosing control over everything. How do I get ahead of this?

Every morning or evening, close your eyes, and see yourself walking into the rising sun, toward your dreams, and reconnect with why you’re moving toward this new possibility.

Reinvention is neither easy nor always smooth. Often we encounter resistance. We don’t want to let go, even of things that cause us pain or that are obviously already out of our grasp. We often struggle with limiting beliefs or stories about ourselves that hold us back from trying new things.

But there is one way to keep your compass pointed to this new life, even in the midst of any resistance or struggles you may encounter on your path.

Each time you find yourself slipping into old habits—isolating yourself, making excuses not to look for work, procrastinating on a task that might help you advance in your career—don’t bother wondering why you’re doing it or beating yourself up.

Just ask yourself this: “What can I do in this moment to keep moving forward?”

Then, no matter what you feel in the moment—lonely, self-critical, tired, lazy, or disappointed—do something to maintain momentum, even if it’s one small thing. There’s an old adage that says that true courage isn’t about not feeling fear; it’s about feeling fear and acting anyway.

Choose courage instead of letting your fear choose your future for you.


Forrest Curran

  • Grim Reaper: Bring out your dead! Bring out your dead!
  • Rumple: Here's one!
  • Hook: I'm not dead!
  • Grim Reaper: What?
  • Rumple: Nothing, nothing at all, here you are...
  • Hook: I'M NOT DEAD!
  • Grim Reaper: Here, he says he's not dead!
  • Rumple: Well he will be soon. Tomorrow at dawn! Or no, when the stars in the sky align with the stars in the hat!
  • Rumple: Look I swear he's going to die soon.
  • Hook: Like hell I will! I'm a survivor!
  • Rumple: No you're not, you'll be stone dead in a moment.
  • Grim Reaper: If he's dead why is he still talking?
  • Rumple: Be quiet!
  • Grim Reaper: I can't take him like this, it's against regulations.
  • Rumple: Oh don't be such a coward! Look I promise he's pretty much dead. Can't you hang around for a few minutes?
  • Grim Reaper: No, sorry, I'm already behind schedule, you know how it is.
  • Hook: listen to your gut!
  • Hook: or like what would be your gut if you had that type of thing
  • Hook: Don't let the crocodile tell you your job!
  • Grim Reaper: You know what, you're right
  • Grim Reaper: I don't work for you Dark One
  • Hook: YOU GO GIRL
  • Hook: or man or whatever you are!
  • Grim Reaper: Thank you Captain!
  • Rumple:
Sometimes I feel like you are hiding behind a glass; I can see your figure but when I talk to you, you just stare back. Silence lingers in the air and it cuts me to the core and I can’t stand being with a ghost, already too many of them live with me.
—  giulswrites

anonymous asked:

I'm devout for life, but I met a guy who I really liked and he started asking me for nudes. After months of saying no, I relented and a month later he was gone. I'm ashamed and I feel like if I ever meet a Christian guy, he won't forgive me for it.

HEY. if a guy follows Christ, who forgives you for what you did, so should he. im sorry that this situation happened to you but you learned from this and the past is the past. its already done so take it as a lesson. Jesus has made you white as snow. youre clean, forgiven, pure. 

Phillipians 3:13 “Brothers and sisters, I do not consider myself yet to have taken hold of it. But one thing I do: Forgetting what is behind and straining toward what is ahead,”

love ya!

anonymous asked:

I homeschooled bc public school simply wasn't for me, & it's SO easy to get behind when there's no one really holding you accountable. I'm terrible with keeping myself motivated, so not only am I already a year behind (I failed 6th grade) but I've also only done about 1/3 of my schoolwork for this school year. I feel like such a failure. I REALLY want to get my shit together but everytime I start to, I get so overwhelmed with how much I have to do and seriously procrastinate. what do I do???? xx

omg i believe in u ok :]

different ways to manage ur time

good luck bb!!!!!

anonymous asked:

Just out of curiosity. I'm 25 and I can't draw nearly as well as you can; did you devote every waking moment to drawing, that wasn't spent on other tasks? Or are you just magically blessed or something? I'd greatly appreciate an honest answer just as a frame of reference... I've been drawing since I was at least 10 but with no consistent schedule or pattern, so my art has not improved dramatically. And I get discouraged sometimes; Like, if someone your age is already pro level, am I just behind?

UM… im going to put this under a readmore because i feel weird talking about it like this

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anonymous asked:

What exactly is ganguro? Isn't it kinda like what Kylie Jenner (blackface/appropriating ethic features) recently did or am I mistaken? I do think it's kinda cute, but I'm conflicted on how to feel about it. (You don't have to answer this if you don't feel comfortable)

what? not at all. they aren’t trying to appropriate anyone else’s features. there’s a lot of conflict by foreign observers who don’t understand and draw their own assumptions which ganguros have denied and explained time and time again. if you understand the history and background behind the movement it will make more sense to you.

as you might already know, japanese beauty standards are as follows - pale skin, black hair, a polite and quiet personality, all the typical traditional ‘pretty’ traits that have always been depicted. ganguro and other subsections of it were actually the japanese youth’s answer to this, by doing the exact opposite of what is expected of them. tanning their skin, bleaching their hair, wearing extreme makeup and dressing in a loud and bright fashion, kind of as a revolt against the constant uniformity and pressure put on them by the elder generation of looking a certain way. it’s merely the OPPOSITE of japanese beauty standards, and not an ‘obsession’ with anyone else’s ethnic features, unlike jenner.

tl;dr ganguro has nothing to do with other races and is tbh punk as hell