I hate people fuckin things up for me when it has nothing to do with me, like I’m at the post office and this guy is loudly on the phone saying they need to hurry up but if I was working and heard that, I would take my precious time. The lady getting his package is also getting my package… so if she’s frustrated and moves slow because of him, I’m having to move slow
One time when i was 13 and in a tumblr homestuck rp group called thetruechronicles our whole group was like “let’s have the characters go on a camping trip” so everyone was posting about the fake camping trip and my mom stole my phone, got on my blog, thought i was really planning a camping trip with strangers online and got so fuckin mad at me. I remember specifically her pointing to a post by Bro Strider and being like “WHO IS THIS?? WHAT QUALIFIES HIM TO BE YOUR CAMP COUNSELOR??”
🐥 kim taehyung come out
🐥 kim taehyung come out quickly
🐥 i want to call you here so bad so come out quickly
🐥 there’s no such thing as rest time for you
🐥 guys please call taehyung
🐥 ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ wow he’s not coming
🐥 ㅋㅋㅋ i’m just calling him ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ
🐥 tae tae tae tae tae tae tae aet tae tae tae tae tae tae tae tae tae tae tae tae tae tae tae tae tae tae tae tae
🐥 twe twe
🐥 if kim taehyung doesn’t come by 20 i’m going
🐥 yeah it’s me
🐥 taehyung-ah you’re responsible for all of this situation
🐥 i called you
🐥 you should come when i call you
oh you come at 20 exactly
🐯 what do you want
i’m busy right now
🐥 i’m just calling
🐥 why are you busy
🐯 why did you call me
are you playing games again
give me 10 reasons
🐯 what games
🐯 i’m stretching my leg muscles
ㅋㅋㅋㅋ i was just at your room
🐯 oh sorry
🐯 i started
🐯 after you went
🐯 hooha hooha
🐯 said he’s gonna
🐯 send you his aegyo video~~
ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ can’t say anything but laugh ㅋㅋㅋㅋ
my friend’s a liar
yo i know you’re reading ㅋㅋㅋ don’t pretend you went ㅋㅋㅋㅋ
🐯 i got caught?
you thought i wouldn’t know, how can i not know you ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ
🐯 keep your promise
🐯 aegyo video
🐯 film it
ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ oh the aegyo video that you said you wanted to film together
keep your promise ㅋㅋㅋㅋ
🐯 i never said that
🐯 i have tons of aegyo videos from our manggaetteok jimin-ssi in my phone, shall i post them all?
not that taehyung, you said you want to film aegyo video for armys so bad 🙂
wanna film one?
do you hate it taehyung? 🐯 not aegyo
🐯 i want to show armys my cool side
taehyung are you gonna be like that?
🐯 game or
okay if you hate it that much i’ll film it alone
🐯 game or
🐯 stuffs like games
i didn’t know you hate it that much
🐯 he’s gonna film it!!! oho succeeded
what ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ ㅋ
🐯 let’s play
i’m gonna do it~ i will, taehyung you do it too
🐯 if you post it
🐯 i’m gonna post
‘kay rest ㅋㅋ going to post it ㅋㅋ
🐯 aegyo videos of our precious members in my phone
confirm plz i sent it to you
🐯 can i post this?
🐯 aw so cute our jiminie
you ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ make me speechless ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ
yo brat you can’t do it ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ
🐯 you should say it here
yo ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ i really have nothing to say ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ
you can’t do it ㅋㅋㅋ taehyung ㅋㅋㅋ not that ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ
🐯 jimin-ssi you should keep in mind that i have you in the lines of my palm
🐯 i should post one of jimin’s cool like ryan mcginley photos
🐯 guys i posted
what’s with “the lines of my palm” ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ not even “my palm” ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ
Also I hate to bother yall like this, but we are having a really hard time right now moneywise. We have to conjure up 3000€ by january 28th to pay all bills, rent and my fiancé’s move. (We would’ve managed but our car had to be fixed and my fiancé’s phone shattered) I already had to use all of my savings.
So, I made a paypal donate link for now, and I’ll most likely open simple emergency commissions as soon as I can make an info post about it. If you have even one dollar/euro to spare, it would be amazing. Like even 5€ will feed us for multiple days.
can you pleeeease post some stories about/from OMD?
i’ll set the stage: picture a 5′6″ 80 year old man with giant blue eyes and shaggy white hair that is a mix between surfer bro and old man. he’s almost always wearing a jumpsuit and hasn’t purchased new clothes since the 80s or sometihng.
he called me at 11:30 PM when he knew I was in bed. he knew i was in bed because he had been talking to me through my bedroom window for an hour about how he is convinced someone broke into his house in 1949 through the bedroom window. he didn’t live there in 1949. i was like, OMD. it is my bedtime. i know you stay up until 4 AM and sleep until 2 PM every day, but I gotta get up at 7 for work. and he said, “i just had to tell you that i found a picture of my brother in law and i can’t WAIT to show you tomorrow” and then talked at me for 15 minutes (from 4 feet away - literally, our houses are really close together) about his brother in law who is now dead.
he’s lived on our street his ENTIRE life - he was born a few blocks down the road, moved a few blocks up the road as a teen, and bought the house in the 70s. he knows EVERYTHING about the neighborhood.
when i was moving in a few years ago, he sauntered out of his house and sat on the back of the moving truck uninvited, made a skeptical face, and shouted, “WHO are YOU!?” at me. my mom was convinced he was going to murder me for so long. i thought he was so weird at first and my mom was like “someday you’ll just be like, oh don’t mind dan, he’s harmless, he’s just my wacky neighbor” and it’s so true.
he casually drops the craziest stuff into conversation and i never believed him at first but i’ve been fact checking and EVERYTHING he says is true. in one of our first conversations he dropped that my house used to be a brothel and a sex worker owned it and that he was a millionaire and owned property in 5 different states and i didn’t believe him but it’s all true.
sometimes he brings me $5 giftcards to trader joes because he knows i like to buy cookies from there, but scolds me about eating junk food. he’s EXTREMELY healthy and goes to a naturopath. i wish i could post a picture of him but that would be creepy and he HATES the internet - he doesn’t even have a cell phone.
he doesn’t own any big knives so he will leave watermelons on my back porch with a note asking me to cut them in half for him. he always gives me half.
he calls me his favorite friend and i told him about being in a bad spot when i was a young teen and last night while i was talking to him through my bedroom window he said “I’m just really glad you didn’t kill yourself when you were younger.” and it made me cry lol. i love him a lot he’s my surrogate grandpa. he never married or had kids. he waits for me in my backyard when i get home from work almost every day and tries to get me to hang out with him but i usually just want to go inside and chill, i try to hang out with him as much as possible.
he told me he’d never had a birthday party before so last year i threw him a garden party and baked him his favorite kind of cake and some of my friends came over and it was great.
he also hates taxes, trump, the government, and goes to a bunch of neighborhood anti gentrification meetings lol.
pittsburgh penguins ranked in order of how much they hate me
evgeni malkin: posts pictures of himself on social media, knowing that i will see them and cry. grows patchy playoff beards that i am somehow attracted to. fights all the time. snipes filthy goals. takes,,, so many penalties. clearly wants me dead.
sidney crosby: every time he giggle-honks it is a personal attack on my well-being and i am 98% sure he knows it. also continues to wear The Hat despite knowing that i love his post-game curls.
kris letang: has a v cute son and a v pretty wife and doesn’t ever bring them over to my house ???? v v rude, tanger. obviously hates me a great deal.
patric hornqvist: gives me heart palpations whenever he’s shirtless. which is always.
brian dumoulin: deliberately made me fall in love with him before revealing himself as a frat boy who doesn’t know what indy music is in some bizarre plot to end me.
phil kessel: hasn’t given me his sister’s phone number, so clearly doesn’t want me to be happy.
carl hagelin: has prettier hair than me. knows he has prettier hair than me. chooses to flaunt the fact that he has prettier hair than me. clearly a lot of hatred there.
trevor daley: has yet to teach me his skin care routine or secrets for looking Like That.
chris kunitz: is 37 years old and still looks so Good that it can only be an attempt to end my life.
olli maatta: a literal ray of sunshine who wants to burn me alive from the inside out with the power of his smile.
justin schultz: has a sinister plot to make me attracted to men with missing teeth and beards.
matt cullen: is Team Dad but refuses to adopt me.
nick bonino: posts pictures of maisie and jake together with the understanding that i will see these pictures and pass out. obviously wishes me harm.
conor sheary: knows that i die a little every time he gets injured. still has the audacity to allow himself to be injured.
jake guentzel: hasn’t proposed to me yet???????? obviously hates me at least a little.
bryan rust: hasn’t responded to any of my long, extensive, hand-written love letters. clearly dislikes me.
matt murray: has a Large Dog named beckham that he will post about but will not bring to my home so i can pet???? wtf matt.
marc-andre fleury: loves me, supports me, wants me to be happy.
What if Draco and Harry were sitting in a bar - a noisy, crowded bar with the music so loud it was almost deafening, their drinks watery and of a nauseatingly bad quality, the repugnant smell of sweat and beer overwhelming them. What if Harry was sitting there, his eyebrows knotted because he had tried to talk, tried to get his voice to carry over the narrow space between them. What if Harry’s hand was resting on Draco’s leg to get closer, to get his mouth next to Draco’s ear to let himself to be heard, his warm breath tickling against Draco’s cheek. What if Harry would be like that, close and familiar and hot - the hand on Draco’s leg all Draco could focus on, his breath all he could feel.
Because in such a moment Draco would, beyond a single doubt, fall irreversibly in love with Harry, with the way his heart would clench with every throaty laugh, the way he’d flinch closer to Draco whenever each new song started - seemingly louder than the last one. He would fall head over heels for the saviour, for the glint in his eyes under the cheap disco lights, for the cocky grin he’d give Draco for a joke Draco hadn’t been able to focus on because all he could think about was Harry, Harry, Harry -
aries: *checks phone* *gets mad when they didn’t receive a good morning text* taurus: *hits snooze* *makes scary moaning noise* *sinks further into warm bed* gemini: *stays in bed scrolling through social media an hour before they have to be up* cancer: “fuck work, fuck school” “I hate my life” “maybe no one will notice if I just lay here all day” leo: *removes sleep mask* “when did the sun come out?????” virgo: *yawns, stretches* immediately out of bed to make coffee libra: *tries to wake them up* “one more minute”… *30 minutes later* “FUCK I’M GONNA BE LATE* scorpio: *sleeps right through alarm* sagittarius: *mumbles things that don’t make sense* *peeks through eye lid at clock* “well I guess I should get up now” aquarius: *fondles around for random drink laying around in dark room* *sees light peeking through window* *puts blanket over head* pisces: *cute yawn* *sits up to listen to birds chirping* *smiles until they realize that they don’t smell coffee* *immediately irritated*
When I started going to middle school, my father told me that I should stay away from boys, because they’re “disgusting and dangerous”, according to him.
I disagreed with this, and thought to myself: “No, men can be good as well!”
So when I was doing some research on my old phone, I found this huge movement called feminism, which strived towards equality for men and women.
“This is it,” I thought, “This is what I’ve been looking for!”
So, I was a liberal feminist for a couple of years, not knowing that there were other types of feminism. I didn’t call myself a liberal feminist either; just a feminist.
When I started posting about it on my little Instagram page, I was being tormented by boys who also knew about the feminist movement, and HATED it; I got death threats, rape threats, I was being ridiculed, all that.
I felt bad about myself, so I started including men more. I posted about bathrooms for men and their children, I posted about men being raped by women, I was a huge trans activist, I have thought about whether I was trans, I called myself pansexual (I was caught in the “hearts not parts” superiority complex), I thought about being “agender” because I didn’t “feel” like any gender… I was the ideal intersectional feminist.
I wasn’t a fan of certain things though.
I hated the makeup industry and the sex industry and the pro hoe culture and the pro-islam/anti-christianity behaviour, but I really didn’t understand why. I started posting stuff about me disliking it, vaguely, because I didn’t get it myself, so maybe someone would be able to explain that to me.
I got loads of hate, again, primarily from liberal feminists this time. They told me the key to equality was freedom of choice.
Then I started to think. Men had asked me very often whether they are able to hit women, since I preached “equality”, and that had me confused. Maybe equality wasn’t the thing I was looking for.
A couple of months ago, in December, I made a Tumblr blog. Everyone told me to do it, because I apparently looked and behaved like someone who uses Tumblr on the regular. After hearing this for a couple of years, I decided the time had come.
I followed some tags, including “feminism”. I’m not sure how it happened, but by the time I found ONE small post about radical feminism, I immediately agreed.
Radical feminists had such a thing for putting things down logically, with sources and all, and I was… impressed. I started to feel less hopeless and lonely.
And after all this time, I let my dad know that I hate men. For some reason, this got him very mad. Wasn’t he the one who told me men should be avoided, and hated? :) Why is he mad that I will never marry or come close to any non-gay man? :)
Mind you, my father was and is very abusive, mentally and physically, pro-patriarchy, and a full on misogynist.
Men KNOW their kind is evil. They don’t want US to know. They only want their close ones, their mothers, their daughters, their sisters, to “know”, but not really KNOW. They want them to believe that men can be very dangerous, but not that men are actually extremely dangerous. They want them to hide and be polite, rather than get mad and fight for their rights. That would be… disadventageous to them as well. That’s why they’re so anti-feminism.
My father is a conservative man, though. Leftist men would be better, right? Wrong.
I once read a post saying: “The difference between liberal and conservative men is that liberal men want women to be public property, and conservative men want them to be private property.”
This helped me so much. I forgot whose post it was, but thank you so much. This is why covering yourself up and exposing yourself both feel so… oppressive. I felt uncomfortable about both, but I always failed to realise.
Thank you, radical feminists, I now understand everything so much better. Thank you.
summary: The fuckboy can’t help it but get protective when you’re in danger member: Jeon Jungkook x reader genre: fluff, romance, angst word count: 2.5k warnings: fuckboy!Jungkookbadboy!Jungkook I hate you Masterlist│ 1 │ 2 │ 3│4 │5│6 │ 7│ (ongoing)
A/N: For some reason, “I hate you 2″ doesn’t show up anywhere as if the post doesn’t exist, even the link doesn’t work on my phone. Do you guys have any idea why? please message me if you do. P.S I have the next part planned out, but it’s gonna take awhile, so please don’t expect it to be posted tomorrow. I’ll post it somewhere this week though.
You have successfully ignored his presence the whole day. Meeting him, looking him in the eyes would once again remind you how much you actually hated him. He didn’t seem to mind ignored by you either, but then after the class ended he approached you in the hallway.
“Hey” -he greeted you as if nothing had happened yesterday. What else did you expect? an apology? from someone like him?
“Your turn”- you said with as indifferent and uninterested tone as you could. You would never show him that he had any kind of effect on you. You took the diary out of your bag and threw it at him, just like he had done to you the day before.
“I know you have every right to be mad at me but let me explain”-his words were barely audible, clearly not used to explaining his actions to others and feeling ashamed because of it.
“I’m not angry at you and you don’t owe me any kind of explanation, it’s none of my business, remember?”
“It’s not like that, I.. uh just hear me out”-he reached out his hand to touch your arm but stopped in the middle. To hide what he intended to do he took his hand back and placed it on the back of his neck.
Hi! Do you have any tips for studying for a subject you absolutely despise? ((looking at you Social Science -.-)) anyway, if you would have any tips that would be a great help! Thanks <3
Hey! Omg yes, my little demon was maths + corporations law fml. I’m sure everyone has a subject they absolutely hate with a fervent passion but have to get through.
Here’s a few tips for studying a subject that you absolutely despise:
1. Do the bare minimum
Lol, let’s be honest here. There’s going to be subjects that you love and there’s going to be subjects that you hate. You don’t have to love every subject that you study - all you have to do is pass.
So, canvass your syllabus/ course outline and see what you’re going to be examined on. Tab the relevant sections of your textbook and ignore the rest. Look at the broad areas of your course and how much weighting they’re given (e.g. the number of weeks dedicated to studying that portion, the assessment %, the type of questions in practice exams).
Often you’ll find you’ve just condensed the course to about… well ¾ of your textbook/ reading materials. And out of those chapters, its not like you need to memorise all of it - just the key concepts (see: the intro, the conclusion and probably one body paragraph outlining the key example).
All those extra readings? Fuck it. That set of extra essays or ‘areas of academic interest’? Screw that. If its not going to make up a huge portion of your examinable content, leave it to one side.
Condense the course to the bare minimum you need to study so that you can pass. Sure, it’ll be an ugly, barely scraped through pass, but hell that’s all you need.
Use that time for a subject you enjoy.
PASS, THEN MOVE ON.
2. Leech off someone who enjoys the subject (this includes your teacher)
Sometimes, its a matter of finding what other people love about it. Finding a friend or another student who is passionate about the subject you hate, asking them what the enjoy about it or heck, just seeing their enthusiasm may help you appreciate the subject. Sure, you’re not going to love it but heck, at least you understand the appeal.
+ people who are passionate about a subject tend to love sharing their knowledge. Engage in casual conversation, ask them questions about areas you’re struggling with etc.
And they may even point to an area or a niche area of the subject that may pique your interest. This leads me to my next tip….
3. Putting it into context
Sometimes we hate a subject when we can’t put it into context - e.g. “what the fuck is the point of learning how to transform a fucking graph!”
Ask someone what they love about a subject. Maybe they know an advanced application of what you’re learning that leads to an area of interest.
Google shit. Youtube shit. Maybe you’ll find a small aspect that may help you appreciate the subject. Because the mere study of the subject doesn’t necessarily reflect its practical application. For example, I found contract law extremely boring and dry – it wasn’t until I started working in the area and realised how these contracts affected the buildings/ events/ my general day to day life that I really began to enjoy contract law.
4. Be strict with your time
When you have a subject you hate, its easy to put it off to one side. Be strict with your time. Allocate a set time period to do your required homework/ reading etc. Clear your desk of any other subject, books etc phone. Anything not related to that subject goes out the fucking door.
When you start out, it may be that you spend those 30 mins staring blankly at a book. But by day 6, with routine and time, you’ll eventually start slowly chipping away at what you need to do.
As to the sequence…. I liked sticking it in between studying two subjects I enjoyed. So I could start my study session with something I liked, then do my allocated hour of doom and have something to look forward to later.
5. Find a different way to study the same shit
This depends on your study method tbh. But perhaps find a new way to study what you don’t enjoy - whether that be swapping out those flashcards for a mindmap, dictating as opposed to writing shitones of notes, youtubing videos on the concept etc.
However, this doesn’t mean procrastinating. Don’t kid yourself - spending ‘3 hours to tidy up your desk before you start work so you can be productive later’ isn’t going to achieve your goal. You’re just putting off your work. Same with re writing the heading of your notes 10 times so you can get the right colours and fonts.
Rather, space that ‘productive procrastination’ out between your study. Have a 30 min ‘preparation session’ before you study where you clean your desk, get all your supplies, draw up your headings. If you don’t finish, tough - relegate the rest of that prep in your breaks. Move on and get cracking with studying.
6. Reward yourself!
After you’ve finished that chapter? DO SOMETHING YOU LIKE. NON STUDY RELATED. Preferably healthy.
+ heck, sometimes the motivation that comes with nailing 3 exam questions in a row is enough to keep your confidence and momentum up.
Here’s a few more pointers from some other studyblrs!
If you want specific resources re: social science give me another shout and I can dig some up (wasn’t sure what level you’re studying at), or check out some studyblr community lists etc (e.g. @studyblrindex) and I’m sure there’s someone who will be happy to help out (OR SCREAM INTO THE ABYSS TOGETHER W. YOU)