i like need a day to take in this information

anonymous asked:

hi just checking to see if there are rules we need to follow when posting in the TO BTS board in FC? Like how should I politely address the members if I'm the same age as Jin?

yep

- must include tag of whom you’re dedicating the post to in the title, for example: [BTS], [랩몬스터], [진], etc
- limited to 8 posts in the board per day (1 for each member + 1 for the group)
- stylizing post title (size, color, thickness)❌❌❌
- 1-line post title only
- post content must take up more than 5 lines (on pc)
- use formal & polite language
- mentioning coupling / feminizing members / swearing / rumors / members’ private life & information in post title & post content❌❌❌

for your second question:

- if you’re using korean, you can use -씨, -님, -군 with all the members (including jin) and must use 존댓말 (in case of those who are younger than bts, use -오빠, -형, -님)
- if you’re using english, it doesn’t matter

Points from the new Overwatch comic, “Uprising”

Two points really, because they were the ones I care the most about.

1. Genji

GENJI. I can’t even deal with how he looks. It really gives us a peek at what actually happened and for fanfiction and art purposes, shows us what he looked liked pre-Overwatch fall. What’s with the red eyes? Something to do with Blackwatch, as the symbol’s on his chest?

2.

Do you see it?

“Blackwatch under scrutiny after complain from Japanese government”

THAT. I’m going out on a limb, because I am a shameless McHanzo shipper who will ship it until my dying day, but think about this:

Lore says that shortly (not sure how long) after Genji helped Overwatch bring down the Shimada Empire, he abandoned Overwatch, at war with himself. To take the Empire down, they would need information. What if Genji wasn’t able to give them enough information about the inside runnings of the Empire to take them down? What if Blackwatch (undercover) had to be sent in to gather information? Meaning, JESSE MCCREE AND GABRIEL REYES IN JAPAN, SCOUTING OUT THE SHIMADA EMPIRE. JESSE MCCREE IN CLOSE PROXIMITY TO HANZO SHIMADA. All those fics could potentially be true! Of course, something would have happened to warrant the Japanese government filing a formal complaint against Blackwatch.

I love lore, but I do admit I may be missing pieces or knowledge that may disprove my giddy idea about young!Jesse McCree and young!Hanzo Shimada interacting. If I am wrong about anything I said or implied, I would love to know. I really love McHanzo too. :3

Glow Up tips

a summer of 2k16 is a great opportunity to glow up on the asses of those who have slept on you. Hope everyone has an amazing come back and that you all get that “ they got hot this summer”


1. drink plenty of water: i knoe that this is any every “tips post” but it’ll help you maintain a beautiful complexion, fresh breath, help with weight loss, and so so so much more 


2. coconut oil: this is the shit! use it for your hair, your face, your legs ….everything. 


3.exercise: do your squats, eat healthy food. best form of revenge is a super hot body.


4. post so many selfies on social media …. make sure the photos are super dpe and look very luxurious and mysterious and fancy and work on getting more followers. i suggest you look through Russian Instagram to find poses and study selfie angles.


5. have a stunning wardrobe: you don’t need lots of money to dress like you’re rich. it’s all about how you combine your clothes together. chose neat, fshionable clothes. look up the style of olivia person an the kardashians.


6.read and watch lots of movies: get educated and informed over the summer. feed your soul with sophistication. read philosophical books or whatever kind you like . watch old movies. 


7. step OUT of your comfort zone: don’t go to bed unless you’ve done something each day that you have never done before. it’ll be a graet boost for your self confidence. i promise!


8.go out, have fun, takes lots of pictures and post them. it doesn’t have to cost much, a simple trip to the beach will do .. just flash that hot hot summer body.


9. be humble, but still, let those bitches know. 


10. meet new people and post selfies with them.


11. get a haircut or change your haircut or whatever as long as you change something, have a makeover.


12. do weekly DIY spa days: you can make your own pedi, amni, body scrub, facial masks with ingredients from your kitchen. 


13.take good good care of yourself and make sure you’re stress free and happy.


14.stay away from people who make you feel like shit.


15. avoid seeing your fake friends and stick to the passive agressive braging snapchat/IG routine.


16.gloooooow from the inside out.


may you have a very luxurious summmer .

Help an Und*cumented Imm*grant get to California

I didn’t want to have to ask for donations again but I don’t think I’ll be able to go with the DACA act considering Tr*mp is killing everything Obama put into place for imm*grants to obtain c*tizenship.

(edited: February, 27, 2017)

 I have the DACA form filled out but we need an Imm*gration Attorney to look over it for mistakes or I could be rejected and dep*rted (especially with our current president) and that could take about $2500 or more (probably a lot more) just to get the attorney and we DO NOT have that kind of money..  

Good News!! Someone has offered to look over my DACA application for free, but I’d prefer to already be in California by then. 

(I’m afraid currently because of the IC.E raids happening in California but they’re happening everywhere in the U.S. and they’re already in Texas. Who knows when they’ll start searching Houston, hopefully I’ll be out of here before then.)


I’m currently living with my significant other and his family but his family hates me (bc I’m und*cumented) and they’ve been telling other people they know that I’m living w/ them and am und*cumented so I’d really like to get out of this house before someone reports me and gets me dep*rted. They aren’t helping us financially at all, not even for basic necessities. My family basically disowned me so they aren’t even an option…

My significant other has a minimum wage job so its really hard to save money and also buy things we need to live comfortably (like a meal a day, clean water, tampons, toothpaste, etc,,..) so I’m having to open donations to help us get started saving. This is a savings account I’m making to help us make it there since we’re driving ourselves.

I have a friend in California who is going to help us when we first get there but we need money to actually get over there first. We’re more than likely going to drive over there ourselves with my significant other’s car.. I might start selling some of my possessions because I know I can’t take everything over there, keep a lookout on my blog for more information on things. 

It might take us months to get everything ready but I’m working hard to make this happen. I’m tired of being stranded here when I have more opportunities elsewhere.  

Links to my cash.me and paypal.me will be on my blog.
(all the *s are there to prevent keyword searches that could put me at more risk considering the F*DS are out there) 

The lie of privacy rant

My mother would gossip to the other parents about my stomach pains, the rashes, my bowel movements and bed wetting when i was a child.

I begged her to not share these things but she would insist maybe one of those catty women would know a way to help.

My grandmother laments my strict diet and shelves of medication to her bible group and I simmer when they make jokes at dinners.

My father complains about the medical bills to his buddies, I hear him on the phone telling a man I’ve never met about the anxiety attacks I have always hidden from my friends.

My sister explains to the people ar the grocery store why I walk so slowly, why I limp, why my breathing is so loud even when i ask her to stop.

My grandfather asks people to pray for my crooked spine, my failing lungs, the way my joints have begun to give up.

They do it because they need to explain why I’m not normal, they do it to vent about the burden.

They say it’s public information since anyone could see.

But that woman in the store didn’t need to know about my bowel movement when i was 13 and burning red with embarrassment.

The church ladies didn’t need to know the amount of pills i take in a day.

I deserved an increment of privacy.

But if you’re disabled in any way you are seen as a small child. Private information is nonexistent, they speak like you can’t hear them, like it doesn’t matter how embarrassed you may be.

And that sucks.

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1.

 One of the first things I learned in my freshman year is the absolute need to study every single day. Even if there is no big test or assignment around the corner, reviewing your classes daily is the only way to make sure you are strengthening your knowledge on whatever you are learning, as well as filling in any gaps on unknown material that was lectured before. For weeks (and months) I was certain that people who told me I needed to study every day were just very unorganized people or were frightening me on purpose. However, if you are taking a course heavy in information like Law, you will quickly understand that it will be very difficult to remember every single detail that was lectured in multiple subjects, on the long run – and, in the end, you are also tested on the small details and not only on the big overall scheme of each class. If I could go back to my first semester, I would really push myself harder and organize my days to be able to review my previous classes.

2.

Being a coffee hater throughout high school, I was always sure that I would never like the taste of it in my life. However, as soon as I got into my second year of college, I found out that the only way to survive a few of my classes was to drink an expresso beforehand. My addiction to coffee began as a need to survive. Now that I look back, my first year in college probably would have turned out better if I had more energy in class and while doing my assignments. However, I still try my hardest to never drink more than one cup a day – that really keeps my energy levels up, without creating addiction.

3.

One of the things no one told me before going to Law School was the ridiculous amount of money I would spend on textbooks every single semester. Each one of my classes requires one or two mandatory textbooks, plus statute law and a bunch of optional readings that most of the time you end up buying because they are nowhere to be found in the library. Also, since Law is constantly being developed and changed, buying second hand books is not the best idea - most of the legal references in those books are probably outdated.
I remember that in my first year of Law School I refused to buy most of the textbooks the professors required me to, and I tried my hardest to study only with my class notes. Well, guess what? That ended up, as expected, in poor grades. The problem with Law is that 50% of our grade is the result of how hard we work at home. In class the professor doesn’t lecture ALL of the material we need to learn; they just summarize it as best as they can and highlight a few important things that they find relevant. However, in the final exam, all those details and footnotes in the textbooks will prove really useful to solve the cases and if you didn’t invest in your textbooks in the beginning of your term, you will not be able to use that information in your answers, which really harms your grade.

4.

That takes me to the next point. For me, the best learning method is preparing all classes beforehand, be it lectures or discussion based classes. I only realized this in the end of my second year in college - and I think it makes a huge difference in your overall performance in class; if your professor uses the Socratic method to teach, preparing your classes thoroughly beforehand is absolutely essential! 

Basically, if you anticipate most of what is going to be taught in your class, you will have most of the work done for that specific group of topics or information. By taking your own notes to class and completing them with what the information that the professor adds during the lecture, you will be able to reinforce your knowledge on the subject, finishing any incomplete arguments that you have written down and also letting you participate in class, asking questions on the thematic you’ve studied and discussing it with your professor and classmates. Also, preparing classes beforehand will let you organize your time better, scheduling a certain time to prepare a certain topic and/or chapter.

5.

Unfortunately, I found it almost impossible to prepare classes and do all of this homework while I was handwriting my notes. If I could turn back in time and change something during my time in college, I would certainly stop spending so much time making everything pretty and would start typing it all. I am a big fan of handwriting notes - I love pens, stationery and also the handwriting part in itself. However, when I started getting an excessive workload, insisting on handwriting all of my preparatory notes, completing them in class and also solve and summarize case law by hand was hurting my grades, my social life and my stress levels (and my hand, lol). I then had to make the hard decision to give up on all of my pretty stationery and start bringing my laptop to class.

I still handwrite a few notes, especially when I use the column method (which you can find more about here), but I am actually happy now that I have made the change – I can be much more productive and organized while saving a huge amount of time for all the other things I enjoy doing.

6.

Finally, and I think this is the most important piece of advice I can give you: some people enter college with a very specific mind-set on what they want to do with their lives. While you are reading this, there is a huge possibility that you have already thought about a certain career; maybe you are picking only the classes that you think will help down that career path, as well.

However, never ignore all the other options that will be laid out for you. I can personally speak about my own experience: when I entered Law School back when I was 18 (I am now 21), I had a very specific idea of what I wanted to accomplish after I graduated - I was sure I wanted to be a judge. As soon as I got into my second year and started studying the most basic principles of contract law, I was 100% sure that I had actually changed my mind, and that it was imperative to purse contract law. Then, in my 5th semester, I started studying Tax Law - I still remember thinking that Tax Law was it and I was then decided to pursue it for my master’s degree; but then, I was able to get an internship in a law firm, in the Intellectual Property Law department; and you know what? I changed my mind again

So it’s perfectly normal to change your mind along the way; you are not less worthy of college just because you are still not sure of what you want to do career wise. Also, changing majors is fine - it’s just a sign that you are progressing as a human being and as a student, that you were willing to embrace new opportunities and give up on something that would not make you happy. Just make sure that you do your research beforehand on different career paths and use all the opportunities that college gives you in order to learn new things and meet new people. Internships, and other short-termed opportunities like job-shadowing programs are great ways to understand if you fit in the specific area you are thinking of pursuing or if, in real life, it has nothing to do with you.

Lots of luck!

~Mariana

PENETRATORS SQUAD IMAGINE (pt 7)

Imagine being the first and only girl in the Penetrator Russ bus.

Author’s note: Here you have it, angels. As usual, a big thank you to Alyssa, @imyourliquor-youremypoison, for being the best beta writer in the world. I don’t even know what to say so, good reading, and if you feel like it, just give me a little feedback so I won’t freak out thinking you guys hated it hahahahah

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Off Limits

Originally posted by wonderfulworldofwinchester

Request: Can you write a fic where like dean and the reader are at a bar or something finding out shit for a case and some guy/bartender starts hitting on the reader and Dean gets super defensive. Oh and it being like really fluffy, sorry I live for that shit 😂

Request: Hi, I love reading what you write and I was wondering if you’re still taking requests. If you are, can you do one where it’s Dean and the Reader and he gets SUPER defensive over the Reader to the point where if anyone hits on her he kind of hurts the guy or punches him? Thanks!

Pairing: Dean x reader

Word Count: 800ish

Warnings: language, lil’ bit of violence

A/N: Combined these two since they went hand in hand…


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Angel Fallen for a Renegade

Pairing: Dean x Reader

Word Count: 3208

Warnings: cursing, smut, Dom!Dean x Sub!Reader, a little fluff, use of kinky sex toy (dont want to ruin the build up), orgasm denial, fingering, oral (female receiving), unprotected sex, getting dirty in Baby, it’s just smut yall, pure, unadulterated SMUT!

A/N: This is the third part to my Vegas trilogy! I have no plans of continuing this series any further! A huge thanks as always goes to @avasmommy224 for being my beta and her amazing reactions after she read it (i was worried it was too much)

Inspiration for this fic came from this song, used some of the lyrics as well ;) no copyright infringement intended!!

Read What Happens In Vegas and The One After Vegas first! 

Originally posted by life-of-a-plaidchester

The next morning you were surprised to find Dean’s arms still wrapped tight around your body. You gently lifted the arm draped across your waist, only causing him to tighten his hold. He shuffled around on his side of the bed before trailing soft kisses down the back of your neck. “Dean, I really need to get up.” you giggled when the stubble from his jaw grazed over a sensitive spot on your neck.

“I’m really surprised you’re still here. I thought you’d be gone like you were last time. What changed?” His kisses suddenly stopped and his grip loosened before moving away from you completely. You turned around and faced him, splaying your fingers over the muscles in his stomach.

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This was not the plan

Author’s Note: I have not written anything in the past year and it was time to write something new. Any feedback is appreciated, let me know if I should make this a series.

Summary:  Everything was perfect at least she thought so until Dean presented the reader with divorce papers. That was just the beginning of a complicated life for the reader.

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Writing & the Importance of Reading

Anonymous asked: “I’m not exactly sure how to word this. I know a bunch of words and how to spell them, but I don’t know what it means or if I did I wouldn’t know how to use it on a sentence. For example, I know how to spell ‘bequeathed’ and how it means to be promised to something or someone, but I’m not sure how to use it correctly in a sentence. Would you be able to help me with this?”

I can’t help you with this exactly, or I can, but for both of our sakes, I won’t. I won’t check grammar or word usage for anyone - or at least I won’t do it for free. With that said, I can offer a few words of advice that will help you expand your vocabulary and bolster your confidence in using words that you might not hear often or use colloquially.  

My advice: read every day. (And here is why…) 

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My Lover Smells Like Fish (1)

(( Pausing the other story I’m working on briefly to fulfill a request from @ennui160. This should be about five parts. ))

“It’s been throwing trash out of the tank— don’t feed it today.”

“Okay,” Alfred says, hiding his annoyance at his boss for not having informed him of this before he loaded the fish into the bucket. Turning around, he rolls his eyes and makes his way back into the stinky food storage room, prepared to throw the slimy fuckers into their holding tank. Apparently, mermen only eat live fish.

It’s kinda messed up, if you think about it. Humans don’t just dislocate their jaws and swallow live cows or nothin’.

Twenty minutes later, during lunch break, a comment from Francis has him looking up.

“It seems our aquatic friend is in a mood today.”

Alfred glances over at the tank they’re near, which happens to be the back wall access of the merman’s tank. It’s a pretty good observation point for the new exhibit, which explains why the handy metal picnic bench has been set up there. All the aquarium goers in the main areas can’t see the employees through the back glass, so it’s a prime spot to sit down and eat a sandwich so long as none of the overbearing scientists are trying to do work there.

“Yeah, Ludwig told me not to feed him.”

Francis purses his lips at that, expression soured. “I suppose that is the result of him throwing those awful pennies back out at the children?”

“Hey, man, it could’ve hit a kid in the eye or somethin’,” Alfred points out. “You can’t let bad behavior go unpunished or it’ll just get worse.”

“It’s a merman, Alfred, not a dog.”

“They’re really not that different.”

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Being best friends with a witch (Damian Wayne x Reader headcanon)

Requested: Nope but who cares

Notes: These are my first headcanons and the first thing I’m posting on this blog so please be nice and I hope you guys like it :)

Warnings: Brief mention of death?

- You guys met when you joined the Teen Titans
- At first he didn’t trust you since it wasn’t possible to know the full extent of your powers yet and that made him quite wary of you
- But after a while of getting to know each other better, he started to grow fond of you
- You were way too kind and your aura was too beautiful and calming for him to loathe
- He slowly started to trust you and even invited you over to the manor since you didn’t have a family of your own
- He taught you to fight (not that you didn’t know already, but you depended on your powers more)
- You would teach him about magic, how you did your spells, how they worked, what you believed in and about all the things -as far as you knew- you could do
- Since you were deeply connected to the elements and living beings, you got along with animals pretty well
- All his pets were drawn to you instantly but you could influence them enough to make them give you two some space when you wanted to hang alone
- Which didn’t happen often since you both were crazy about animals
- You’d just watch movies with Alfred the Cat on your lap and Titus on Damian’s
- Damian loved how powerful you were (he secretly liked that you could kick his ass in a fight. very very secretly)
- He tried to teach you how to fight with a katana a couple of times but you would always panic when he came at you and accidentally sent him or the katana, or both, flying away with your telekinesis
- Everytime you got weak from healing someone, he would get really mad and would ((try to)) force you to get some rest
- Even when you knew damn well he could be dying but he would still go fight the whole Justice League if he had to
- “You are too weak, you need to rest”
“Oh, like you got some rest the other day when you were sick but went to fight Killer Croc?”
- He thought it would be interesting to go on a regular patrol night in Gotham with you
- Boi was he wrong
- Damian would be trying to get some information out of a goon in a violent way while you would just stay in the back, confused
- “Robin, you do know that I could just get inside his mind and get you the info you need right?”
“If you insist on taking away all the fun”
- You would also occasionally compliment Poison Ivy
- “I don’t know, Dami. She’s just trying to keep the plant world safe, nothing wrong with it”
“Y/N, she has killed 40 people in the last week"
- But when it came to Titans missions… you were his go-to partner
- Since you were the only one he deemed “competent” enough
- You took that as a honor
- Despite everything he had done, despite everything people said about him, despite the way he acted most of the time, you knew that Damian was simply a warm and caring soul who was hurting and craving affection
- And you trusted him more than anyone

The Good Parent - Part One

Summary: After taking a long break at work and finally returning, you were already working overtime on your very first day. You happened to be the kindergartener of the son of Dean Winchester, a busy hunter, who would turn out to be the reason for a lot of trouble for you.

Words: 1777

Pairing: Dean Winchester x Reader

Originally posted by soluscheese

Warnings: none

A/N: I recently asked which series you wanted to see back and you decided for this one. While reading through the old parts, I just found it extremely cringy and therefore decided to rewrite this series completely. You will still be able to find the old parts and I will keep them linked for as long as it takes for me to replace all the existing parts. So if this seems familiar to you, it’s because I’m rewriting this series.

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Today was the first day of work for you after you had to step back for some time due to some family reason. But now you were back and you couldn’t wait to work with the children again.

Your first day already started good, considering you had the closing shift and could for one sleep in and be energized enough to be with the kids since you only had to show up at three in the afternoon.

While preparing for the day, you wondered whether the kids would still remember you or not, but then again you haven’t been gone for years and you’ve been with all of them since the day they were brought to you.

It was only then that you noticed you had been going too relaxed about everything as you glanced at the clock and noticed you were running late. Quickly you grabbed your bag and walked over to the little coffee shop, grabbing a cheap coffee-to-go before heading over to your car, nearly spilling the hot contents in the cup while getting into the car.

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It All Comes Down To You (Part 2)

Bucky Barnes x reader / Avengers x reader Two Part Series - Part 1 Part 2

When the love of your life suddenly dies in your arms, you don’t think of having children anytime soon. But in your case, the universe (or rather your uterus) decided for you. [~2500 words]

warnings: language, mentiones of death, conflics (I’m not sure if that’s an actual warning but Iget triggered by that sometimes so)

A/N: thanks so much on the feedback on the first part. that really inspired me to write the next one pretty quickly. it’s not as long but I hope you still like it

Originally posted by allthisherostuff

Everyone says it about their child but James really was the cutest baby alive. Clint argued with you on that but he couldn’t stand a chance against your better judgment, even though his children were pretty cute, too.


Although he was adorable and you couldn’t stop staring at him, once it got to the sleeping part, you sort of wanted to strangle him. Not enough to kill him, of course, but enough to make him sleep for at least a minute.

It wasn’t actually that bad but your sleep-deprived brain had sort of unusual ideas.

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The Future Looks Good: Chapter 4 - The Wedding

Prologue | Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3

Summary: It’s wedding day!

Word Count: 2174

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Those who wanted to be tagged: @rebornasqueen @deziremypete @aelin-galathynius-whitethorn @huntress-of-velaris 

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Once Aedion gets over his shock, he lets out an incredulous laugh. It comes out sharply, almost like a dog’s bark. His adoptive parents are here, right in front his eyes, in the flesh, back from the dead. He can hardly believe it. And Aelin…oh Gods, Aelin. She’s going to be so happy.

At the thought of his cousin’s future joy when she finds out that her parents are now alive and well, an ear-to-ear grin splits Aedion’s face. Tears well up in his eyes, and he rushes forward to embrace Evalin and Rhoe at the same time that they move towards him. The three meet in the middle, hugging each other as if they can hardly believe their eyes. They’re a family again. All they need now is Aelin. But first…it’s time for a wedding.

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“Lost in Face” An unplanned for interruption to protocol on the wrong day can be all it takes for an Aspie/Autistic person to go into overload/meltdown mode. Every ability to take in, focus on, and process information can fail all at the same time leaving you dead in the water. This can take moments, hours, or days to recover from, and usually needs alone time, or time with a trusted (caring) person.

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organizing study time

Study Time is the Best Time!

I’ve read my share of Study Tip blogs and one of the biggest piece of advice they give students is always “organize your time”. WELL HOW THE HELL DO YOU DO THAT?! It doesn’t come naturally to most people. I’ve practiced a lot over the years to be able to plan my study time effectively. I decided to give you guys a little tutorial on how to organize your time following a study time table.

OH! AND I made you guys a study time table that you can print out FOR FREE(free downloads are located in “printables”)! You’re welcome and I love you too.

Let’s begin!

Using your time Table effectively:

Write in ALL activities; work, class, travel time, appointments. Color them in using markers, & try to use different colors for each responsibility.

After you’ve written in all of your MUST DO responsibilities, NOW you can block out study time. Be realistic. Block out times for eating/cooking/relaxing too. Try to set aside time EVERY DAY to study.

Think about it: WHEN DO YOU STUDY BEST? Are you an early bird? A night owl? If you have the option, schedule study time for when you study best.

Think about it: What classes/subjects do you need to study the MOST? Personally, I don’t need to devote as much time to art history as I need to devote to Chemistry. Each class is different. Be honest with yourself! If you aren’t very successful with math, schedule extra study time for math.

Try to block your study times to be between 2-4 hours with 10 minute breaks every 50 minutes. Those breaks are necessary! Even if you can only schedule study time for 1-2 hours, that’s okay! Something Is better than nothing!

“BUT WHAT DO I STUDY?”, you ask. Look at your class syllabi and take note of when your exams are, and what will be on them. THEN make your study sheets according to what you are studying for each exam.

Space out your studying! If your exam is in 2 weeks, don’t plan to study just 3 days before. It’s better to study an hour a day for 2 weeks, than 8 hours a day for 2 days. You will retain information better, and you will feel less anxiety.

Detail what your study session will be like. I made you 2 study organize pages, one is a time table and the other is a to-do list. Use this to-do list to plan your study sessions in detail. Use it to write down all your subjects and what assignments/chapters/research/papers/projects you need to do for each one. Before you plan think to yourself “What do I need to get done in this study session?” Do you have to take notes, read, essay brainstorm, research, complete homework etc.

Plan studying accordingly…If you know you need the internet, don’t go to some place with shitty wifi. I’ve actually done that so many times haha.

If you have smaller timeframes to use (30 minutes- 1 hour) for example, in between classes, use those to read, skim notes, look at lecture slides. Small things that don’t require tons of material. It takes me 30 minutes to take the train to school and I usually use it to read ahead before class!


ALWAYS remember to set aside some relax time. YOU WILL GO CRAZY if you don’t do this. My relax time is usually getting to bed early and watching a show (preferably star trek TNG with my husband) haha, whatever I’m a nerd.


I hope you guys find this helpful. Sometimes your workload can appear overwhelming, so I hope this helps you organize and prioritize!

GET SHIT DONE

-Mich

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Tired and blue. I need to find a way to value myself more. I don’t even question my self-destructive behavior sometimes. Recently I stopped taking my nighttime doses of heart medication. I can’t even remember what I was thinking, except that I’m just sick of relying on medication, and if something happened to me, that wouldn’t necessarily be a bad thing. Yes, I know that’s not true, but I’m not always rational. I’m taking them again. I was so optimistic that my new cardiologist was going to find a way for me to stop taking so many pills, but that was on December 29th, and the first test he ordered hasn’t come through yet. It’s a 30 day holter monitor.

To be fair, I finally heard from the company that sends out the monitors late last week. After verifying my mailing address, they asked if I had access to a landline. No. “Well,” my gentleman caller informed me, “this only works with a landline.”

Me: “Okay, but I don’t have one at home or at work.”

G.C.: “Would you like us to call your doctor and request a monitor that doesn’t need a landline?”

Me: 🤔🤔 “Yes.”

Let’s see how long that takes.

I feel the urge to apologize for being down, but I’m not going to. Here are some positives:

• The sunset was incredible tonight. • My husband is home from a business trip, and we are happy with each other again after our fight last week. • He’s curled up against me, warm and rhythmically breathing. • Fresh citrus in February. • I got a new (actually new, not secondhand) sweatshirt, and it’s making me happy. • You guys. ❤❤

I need to be up in about 5 hours, so I’m going to try to sleep. Have a happy Tuesday, my friends.

POCKET-SIZED FEMINISM

The only other girl at the party
is ranting about feminism. The audience:
a sea of rape jokes and snapbacks
and styrofoam cups and me. They gawk
at her mouth like it is a drain
clogged with too many opinions.
I shoot her an empathetic glance
and say nothing. This house is for
wallpaper women. What good
is wallpaper that speaks?
I want to stand up, but if I do,
whose coffee table silence
will these boys rest their feet on?
I want to stand up, but if I do,
what if someone takes my spot?
I want to stand up, but if I do,
what if everyone notices I’ve been
sitting this whole time? I am guilty
of keeping my feminism in my pocket
until it is convenient not to, like at poetry
slams or my women’s studies class.
There are days I want people to like me
more than I want to change the world.
There are days I forget we had to invent
nail polish to change color in drugged
drinks and apps to virtually walk us home
at night and mace disguised as lipstick.
Once, I told a boy I was powerful
and he told me to mind my own business.
Once, a boy accused me of practicing
misandry. You think you can take
over the world?
And I said No,
I just want to see it.
I just need
to know it is there for someone.
Once, my dad informed me sexism
is dead and reminded me to always
carry pepper spray in the same breath.
We accept this state of constant fear
as just another part of being a girl.
We text each other when we get home
safe and it does not occur to us that our
guy friends do not have to do the same.
You could saw a woman in half
and it would be called a magic trick.
That’s why you invited us here,
isn’t it? Because there is no show
without a beautiful assistant?
We are surrounded by boys who hang up
our naked posters and fantasize
about choking us and watch movies
we get murdered in. We are the daughters
of men who warned us about the news
and the missing girls on the milk carton
and the sharp edge of the world.
They begged us to be careful. To be safe.
Then told our brothers to go out and play.
—  POCKET-SIZED FEMINISM, by Blythe Baird