i just was exhausted and doing a million meetings

1. your middle school best friend, the one you share all your laughs with and can’t imagine not being friends with, will only be a familiar face that you’ll share a smile with across the room during high school graduation

2. popularity doesn’t matter. at all. be nice to everyone, don’t be stuck up in who you talk to, stay down to earth. high school isn’t just about climbing to the top and building contacts. one day you’re going to look back and wonder who your true friends were and what motives others had in gaining your friendship. take the time to get to know those who you normally wouldn’t, and you’ll be very surprised

3. the loneliness you feel right now is not permanent. there will be a moment, maybe months or years from now, where you will feel this overwhelming warmness, and you will look around at the people surrounding you and think, hey maybe all that sadness and loneliness was worth getting to this point. and you will smile and everything will be ok

4. don’t get sucked into the “I’m too cool to study” phase. stop glorifying netflix, going to sleep late, and barely getting your work done. find your motivation and don’t let anyone hold you back. there will be kids at school who will love to brag “I didn’t study for this test” and “oh dude I stayed up till 1am last night.” I promise that doesn’t make them cool or bad ass. in fact, most people who claim they haven’t cracked a book open, have actually studied more than you think. hold your own, be productive. you don’t want to look back on a test, a quarter, a semester, a year and think “damn, I wish I had done more.” give it your all and you will reap the benefits

5. don’t lose your spontaneity - don’t get sucked into the same rigid routine. regularity is great but you can’t lose your spark. it will crush you, years down the line, when you realize you’ve forgotten what it’s like to do something without overly planning it, without worrying about homework, without a million other items on your to-do list creeping into the back of your mind

6. when you’re having a shitty night, just go to sleep. seriously turn your phone off, close the computer, and get into bed. I promise that is the only solution.

7. when someone invites you to plans, always say yes. even if you’re exhausted, curled up watching a movie in pajamas. even if you feel like you want some alone time, or if you don’t feel 100 percent comfortable in the social situation (not in a dangerous way but a meeting new people way) - say yes. you won’t regret the experiences.

8. make yourself painfully aware of the compartmentalized characteristics and cookie-cutter personas you put on and that others put on. be conscious of the characters the media has ingrained in our society, and remind yourself that being the “cool girl” doesn’t mean drinking beer and eating burgers and letting guys step all over you so you can seem chill. reading and writing doesn’t make you “nerdy” just like playing sports doesn’t make you cool. these are associations we have been taught by movie scripts and novels. you don’t have to be one thing or the other - you can wake up early one morning, make yourself a smoothie, and be that “yoga” girl. then the next day you can stay out all night and live recklessly. you don’t have to feel like you need to fit into a persona

9. not everyone will like you, and that’s okay. stop trying to please everyone - it’s impossible. radiate confidence - even if it’s fake confidence, eventually it will become real. once you can do this, you will be untouchable

10. it’s not weird to go places alone - you don’t always need to find a friend to enjoy yourself. go for a walk, a bike ride. read at a coffee shop, take yourself out to lunch, drive somewhere interesting. don’t spend your whole day in a big ole box - you are alive, you are full of life and energy and so much potential. use it, move around, feel restless and don’t settle for staying idle

—  advice for high schoolers (s-un-rise)
Chamber of Secrets - Part 10

Originally posted by dailyevanstan

Pairing: Bucky x Reader

Summary: After the Avenger’s falling out, you were put in charge of putting Bucky together. Under King T’Challa’s orders, you were given a month’s time to create a new arm while simultaneously figure out how to get the triggering memories of his past out of his mind. As the time goes by, you found yourself confiding in him, despite his frozen state.

A/N: This one’s a bit short, kinda filler-ish, but building up for the next chapter will hopefully be up soon. Expect someone to make their first appearance in the next part! 

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Close Call (Minho)

Description: Y/N is anxious about Minho going into the Maze and asks him to stay. Minho and Thomas encounter a Griever and barely make it out of the Maze in time.

Warnings: None

Word count: 1096


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“Minho, I don’t know, couldn’t you ask for the day off or something?” you ask and scratch your arm nervously.

“Why would I do that? Look, Y/N,” he sighs and puts his arms on your shoulders. “It’s going to be alright. I do this everyday.”

You nod but still couldn’t shake the feeling that something was going to happen. You sigh as he kisses the top of your head and yells to Thomas.

“Come on, Princess, we haven’t got all day!” Thomas turns around from Frypans kitchen and jogs over to Minho.

“I’ll see you for lunch, Y/N!” Minho calls as he and Thomas run into the Maze. You bite your lip and go to work with Newt in the gardens.

As the day passes you share your concerns with Newt, since he was a former Runner maybe he could tell you something.

“Well, there is always a risk when you go out there, but you know that. And Minho is good. The best. He’ll be fine, Y/N,” he states in his British accent as he continues digging up holes for you to place seeds.

You don’t say anything but continue to work deep in thought. Maybe Minho would be okay and you were just being anxious for no reason. You try to shake it off and focus on what Newt had you do.

Lunchtime. You waited next to the doors like you usually did, expecting Minho with nervous butterflies in your stomach.

He didn’t come.

The Gladers left Frypans kitchen with full stomachs and you waited at the Maze door still. Hoping with everything you had that he’d turn that corner and you could see him again.

Alby walked up to you and asked what you were doing and why you hadn’t eaten. You smile lightly. Alby was always looking out for everyone.

“Minho was supposed to meet me for lunch and he never showed. Thomas either.”

Albys eyebrows furrowed and he stared into the Maze.

“I’m sure they’re fine, just got held up. They’ll make it back okay? They always do,” he says and looks you in the eyes. You nod and tell him thanks as he walks away. In the meantime, you had to get back to work.

You trudge back to the gardens and glance at the Maze doors every couple seconds with anxious eyes. As you work, the sun starts to get lower and shadows are cast across the Glades walls and ground. Work is soon dismissed and you jog over to the Maze doors where some boys had started to gather with worried murmurs. Finally people were taking a hint.

You cross your arms and shift your weight from one foot to the other. If he didn’t make it back…

You wait. Every second aching, every minute agony. Anxiety swells in your heart and you begin biting your nails, something you hardly ever did.

It was almost dark now and you were beginning to shiver from the cold air. Chuck was your savior when he handed you a jacket. You give him a thankful nod and slip it on, never taking your eyes from the cracked cement walls.

Any minute now and the doors would close. Every Glader was either standing or sitting, waiting to know if they’d lost their friends. Of course you were worried about Thomas too, he was one of your best friends. Losing either of them wouldn’t be a very good day for you.

You push a hand through your hair and tug on the roots. This was infuriating! Why hadn’t Minho just listened-

“There!” Winston shouts. You strain your eyes in the darkness to see Minho and Thomas sprinting back to the Glade. You breathe out heavily and you want to cry out of relief.

The doors start to close but you weren’t worried. They rush through the doors before they’re half closed and once they’re through they lay on the ground panting. The doors slap shut and every Glader huddled around the Runners.

Gally steps up and asks them questions.

“What took so long? Did you see a Griever?”

Minho rolls his eyes and heaves a big breath. “Nah, we were just sight seeing and lost track of time. Of course we ran into a Griever, Shuck face.”

You unfold your arms and kneel down next to Minho. He smiles slightly at you for a moment but looks back up to the dark sky, still trying to catch his breath.

You bite your lip and turn around to look for Jeff or Clint. Once you spot them you nod to them and they know what to do. Alby clears the rest of the Gladers and sends them off to bed but you follow Minho and Thomas regardless. Alby rolls his eyes at your stubbornness but doesn’t say anything.

Jeff and Clint help the boys to the Med-jacks hut and get them on the mattresses. Alby asks for them to explain what happened.

“Saw Griever, ran, almost died, ran, came back,” Thomas groans and grips his side.

“Are you stung?” You ask him. He shakes his head.

“I’m just going to be really sore tomorrow.”

You nod and take in their appearance. Dirty, sweaty, and smelly. You could practically feel their exhaustion from where you stood.

Alby rubs his chin and after thinking for a moment, leaves the room. Clint and Jeff rush off to get water for them.

You kneel next to Minho and take his hand. He squeezes yours gently.

“I’m really glad you’re okay,” you murmur.

He gives you his million dollar smile at this.

“Me too. If I wasn’t, I couldn’t do this.”

He props himself up on his elbow and meets his mouth with yours. The room is then silent.

“Ahem,” Thomas says and pretends to cough. “Still here.”

You break the kiss and Minho lies back down. You roll your eyes at Thomas and he shrugs innocently at you.

You stand after kissing the back of Minhos hand.

“I’ll come see you in the morning, okay? Get some sleep.”

Minho nods and you look over to Thomas. He has that stupid look on his face and you shake your head.

“I’m not kissing you goodnight Thomas, sorry,” you laugh.

“Oh darn…” Thomas says sarcastically and rolls his eyes. He then turns over on his side, his back to you.

“Goodnight, Minho,” you whisper to the drowsy boy. He raises his eyebrows at you slightly and you know he wants to say it back but he’s beyond words as his eyes close and he drifts off to sleep.

anonymous asked:

Dearest Duke, I came to you now for advice. Duke, do you ever get lonely? I mean, I only ever have two good friends while we were undergraduates but now we have already moved to different cities in pursuit of a job and I never get to see them anymore. I also am horrible at making new connections and I'm bored out of my mind. Also, my work is quite solitary. At first it was wonderful but after a while I found myself needing some human connection. How about you, do you ever get the same feelings?

Sure. I think everyone does, and I think it’s important to remember that. Human beings are social animals, and when we don’t get enough interaction with other social animals, we get sad. Personally I totally understand your dilemma: all my other MA classmates (with like one exception) have already left London, and I’m a writer, so my work is really solitary. Usually that’s okay because I’m a secret introvert, but I do get a little stir crazy when I haven’t seen a friend in a few days. You’d be amazed how alone you can feel in a city with 8.7 million people. None of my neighbors speak English, and they’re all leading very closed insular family lives anyway. I don’t trust men I don’t know, frankly (I’ve just been hit on one time too many and it’s exhausting, to the point where I don’t even want to talk to men anymore, which is a shame because some of my best and oldest friends are men) and where are you supposed to meet other women you just want to be friends with? Doesn’t sound like rocket science, but it’s harder than it seems. Next month I have to fly to Texas, where I know literally no one except my parents, and I have no idea how long I’m going to be there. This is a long way of saying, I feel ya. 

As for what to do about it, that’s harder. The best antidote I’ve found to bouts of boredom and friendsickness (as opposed to homesickness) is just to reach out. Most people are only a text message or a Skype call away and even though no, it’s not the same as hanging out in person, it’s better than nothing. Alternatively, if you’re looking for a more long-term solution, the best thing I can suggest is to go out and do stuff. Comfy as it is, you can’t make friends holed up at home. So go find some people with similar interests. Join a book club. Volunteer somewhere. Strike up a conversation with someone who knows a lot about something you’re interested in. (I had a fantastic chat last week with a guy who works at one of the record shops I’m always in because he knew the band on my shirt.) Lastly: it might make you feel like a dork, but there’s literally nothing wrong with saying to someone “All my friends have moved and I’m looking to meet some new people. You want to grab coffee sometime?” Even better, have a plan: “I was going to go see Fantastic Beasts on Wednesday. Want to go?” Nobody will know you’re interested in actually forming friendships unless you tell them, directly or otherwise. So go out on a limb. You have nothing to lose. 

Hope you feel better soon. 

anonymous asked:

how do you think you have matured in your high school years? experiences? ways you think will help others mature?

1. your middle school best friend, the one you share all your laughs with and can’t imagine not being friends with, will only be a familiar face that you’ll share a smile with across the room during high school graduation 

2. popularity doesn’t matter. at all. be nice to everyone, don’t be stuck up in who you talk to, stay down to earth. high school isn’t just about climbing to the top and building contacts. one day you’re going to look back and wonder who your true friends were and what motives others had in gaining your friendship. take the time to get to know those who you normally wouldn’t, and you’ll be very surprised

3. the loneliness you feel right now is not permanent. there will be a moment, maybe months or years from now, where you will feel this overwhelming warmness, and you will look around at the people surrounding you and think, hey maybe all that sadness and loneliness was worth getting to this point. and you will smile and everything will be ok

4. don’t get sucked into the “I’m too cool to study” phase. stop glorifying netflix, going to sleep late, and barely getting your work done. find your motivation and don’t let anyone hold you back. there will be kids at school who will love to brag “I didn’t study for this test” and “oh dude I stayed up till 1am last night.” I promise that doesn’t make them cool or bad ass. in fact, most people who claim they haven’t cracked a book open, have actually studied more than you think. hold your own, be productive. you don’t want to look back on a test, a quarter, a semester, a year and think “damn, I wish I had done more.” give it your all and you will reap the benefits

5. don’t lose your spontaneity - don’t get sucked into the same rigid routine. regularity is great but you can’t lose your spark. it will crush you, years down the line, when you realize you’ve forgotten what it’s like to do something without overly planning it, without worrying about homework, without a million other items on your to-do list creeping into the back of your mind

6. when you’re having a shitty night, just go to sleep. seriously turn your phone off, close the computer, and get into bed. I promise that is the only solution. 

7. when someone invites you to plans, always say yes. even if you’re exhausted, curled up watching a movie in pajamas. even if you feel like you want some alone time, or if you don’t feel 100 percent comfortable in the social situation (not in a dangerous way but a meeting new people way) - say yes. you won’t regret the experiences. 

8. make yourself painfully aware of the compartmentalized characteristics and cookie-cutter personas you put on and that others put on. be conscious of the characters the media has ingrained in our society, and remind yourself that being the “cool girl” doesn’t mean drinking beer and eating burgers and letting guys step all over you so you can seem chill. reading and writing doesn’t make you “nerdy” just like playing sports doesn’t make you cool. these are associations we have been taught by movie scripts and novels. you don’t have to be one thing or the other - you can wake up early one morning, make yourself a smoothie, and be that “yoga” girl. then the next day you can stay out all night and live recklessly. you don’t have to feel like you need to fit into a persona

9. not everyone will like you, and that’s okay. stop trying to please everyone - it’s impossible. radiate confidence - even if it’s fake confidence, eventually it will become real. once you can do this, you will be untouchable

10. it’s not weird to go places alone - you don’t always need to find a friend to enjoy yourself. go for a walk, a bike ride. read at a coffee shop, take yourself out to lunch, drive somewhere interesting. don’t spend your whole day in a big ole box - you are alive, you are full of life and energy and so much potential. use it, move around, feel restless and don’t settle for staying idle

anonymous asked:

soft clexa + naps

GOOD

clexa + “we never get days like this together but life and duty are exhausting so please don’t hold it against me for sleeping through the entirety of it”

clexa + “i have an hour tops before being summoned away to another meeting and i was hoping we could go have a meal together while i have time but you’re already sleeping and damn you’re cute as hell and honestly your idea is better so i’m gonna curl up next to you”

clexa + “i know we haven’t seen each other in weeks and there are a million other things we should be doing or handling but i really just need to be close enough to hear your heartbeat right now”

clexa + “it’s hard for you to sleep through the night because of your nightmares so i’m not gonna move despite my arm going numb because you’ve actually managed to doze off and i refuse to take this away from you”

the POTENTIAL

lazy forehead kisses upon waking, brushing hair out of each other’s faces, one waking up earlier than the other and tracing gentle patterns across arms and shouldblades…

i’m so endeared

Feelings

As a third grade teacher, I absolutely adore every single one of my students.  They are so wonderful and unique and hilarious and caring and seriously light up my life.  At the same time, being a first year teacher is definitely the hardest and most exhausting thing I have ever done.  Always trying to find more ways to meet my kids’ wide variety of needs and do anything possible to help them succeed can be very draining.  My heart breaks for some of them. When 1989 was released, it completely lit me up on the too early drives to school.  I would have a million things on my mind, and the music helped me to just be in the moment for a bit and just LOVE. LIFE.

Then I decided to post a video and then tay saw it (LIKE WHAT) and THEN she REBLOGGED IT (LIKE WHATT??) and said I deserved a standing ovation (!!!) and then all these other fans started sending love my way and I was completely overwhelmed with love and support! I can’t really tell you how much that means, but I thought I’d try.  so THANK YOU taylorswift <3 You quite simply brightened up my day, my week, and even my year. You made this teacher bring some more life into her classroom, so you actually helped the sweet eight-year-olds in her class have a brighter day, too.

THANKS.