our future careers


Dear Michael, 

Thank you. I want you to know how much I appreciate and love you. Crazy how that one swipe connected us in such a way that I never could’ve imagined. 2 years later and here we are. You’re one of a kind. It sounds cheesy but it’s true. I have never met anyone like you. Someone who is caring, driven, educated, understanding, funny, and a loving person. You in spire me to do my best and to want more in life. You make me a better person. 

Now, as we are about to start the next chapter in our life I want you to know how much I’m looking forward to spending my future with you. Side by side together and enjoying what life has to offer. We’ve talked about our plans for the future. Our careers. Marriage. Kids. A future. A future together. I can’t wait. I’m excited. I’ll be spending my life with someone I love. You. 

You’re my best friend. My partner. My love. 


It’s not far off. Don’t usually get political, but vet degrees are one of the worst education investments, if this goes through you will only get more young vets who realise they cannot survive with this debt, can’t buy a house, or raise a family, and I worry that this will directly cause an increase in veterinarian suicides.

This is especially true if you take a couple of years off with maternity leave. Even as a best case scenario the changes will make it about 25 years to pay off the degree (as calculated by the Australian Veterinary Association, not the opposition party). That’s a seriously long time.

If you want to be a vet, or if you love animals and appreciate those that dedicate their lives to help them, help our future veterinarians to be able to actually live with their degree.

Changes like these to the cost of university degrees will kill people.

We are so caught up with our dreams, careers and future that we forget the eternal things.

I’m laying everything down to the hands of our God cause I believe that if I seek His kingdom first, the rest will go well. - Matthew 6:33. Like I would never go wrong in following His will.

I have a destiny. I was born for greater things! I was born to share the gospel and make disciples.

T2C at Hamilton’s Opening Night: Aaron Tveit Portion Only (x)

Can we see you back on Broadway?
“I sure hope so. You know, I wish I could say when or what it’s gonna be, but, you will - soon.”
Are you ever going to do 54 Below again?
“I’m going to be hopefully working on some concerts very soon, so stay tuned for that as well.”

But is it “we’ll be right back after these messages” soon, or “Tumblr will be back shortly oh no die death apocalypse!” soon? Inquiring minds need to know… It can be quite hard on some of us people living on the other side of the world with prohibitive airfare to hear about live shenanigans, so…Broadway-going friends, we’re counting on you.

Top text: Networking?
Bottom text: More like web of deceit

I’m in business school because I’m interested in business ethics and the psychology of marketing, but all my professors put this massive emphasis on the importance of business networking in our future careers. Aside from the obvious reason this makes me anxious (social interaction), it just seems so cynical? From what I can tell, networking is the practice of pretending to like people in the hopes that they’ll further your career. I imagine the business world as a place full of fake smiles where you never know who’s really your friend, and the thought of being launched into that is hugely daunting.

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You began packing a few items into a bag when you heard someone coming up the stairs. Since Justin wasn’t really able to walk you figured it had to be Pattie. “Justin wants to speak with you.” She peeped her head around the door. She watched you toss shirts and pants into your suitcase. “I don’t think that‘s necessary. At least not yet. Not before you hear him out.”
You didn’t hear her out and you surely weren’t going to listen to whatever Justin had to say. You sipped up your bag and headed for the door. “(Yn)!” Justin wheeled himself over to you. “Please baby.” His voice cracked. You stopped in your tracks. Without even looking at him you could tell that he had been crying. That was something he should be doing. You tried to convince yourself that he was a bad person and that you should just leave immediately but you couldn’t. You had to hear what he had to say.  You sat your bag down.
“It’s not real. That’s how I should have started everything. It’s all for good publicty for her. To help her career. “ You turned around to face him, “Go on.”
“The baby, it’s not mine. It’s some other guys baby. She got drunk and had sex with some random guy.” He continued. “So what?” You shrugged your shoulders. “So her publicist figured that in order for her to stay good with her audience,she should ‘get back’ with her old boyfriend. And they want me to say that it’s my baby.” Justin paused and looked up at you. You could tell there was more that he really didn’t want to say but you needed to hear it. “And..?” You urged. “And they want me to marry her. Having a baby out of wed-lock is no good. They want me to think about her future and career.” He waited for your response. “You’re not really going to do it are you? I mean, what about us. What about our future? What about your career?”
“We can still be together. We just couldn’t do it in public. After a few years, I could file for divorce and-”
“Why? So you could be painted as the bad guy? ‘Justin Bieber leaves wife and child after so many years.’ Justin, no.” You spat. “(yn), that’s how these types of things work. You just have to bare with me on this one. We can get through this.” Justin reached for your hand but you pulled away. You picked your bag back up, “No, you can get through this. I don’t want to  be your side chick in your phony marriage because you’re saving someone else from the stupid decison that they made. Count me out of this soap opera.” You began walking away but turned around to say one more thing, “Think about the baby. What happens when it finds out that you’re not their real dad, then what? “ You turned around and left Justin sitting there alone.
Epilogue: The start of my family

Pairing: Klaus/Asana

Requested by: Anon.

Summary: Still students at the academy, Asana is too afraid of the heartbreak she envisions if she told Klaus that she was pregnant. For two weeks, she hides the truth, and starts to skip class and become distant and isolated as a way to self-destruct on the relationship. She decides on leaving school and Klaus, certain she is just extra weight and a problem to him, but what he does surprises her.

Note: My Asana is of legal age. 

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Can we just not be so quick to grab our pitchforks?

Why can’t our first response to something that seems offensive, wrong, horrifying or something along those lines be to ASK QUESTIONS, get some clarification, take a moment to investigate?  Why are we in such a rush to grab our pitchforks and form or join an angry mob?

One of the main reasons that I chose to leave the field of teaching is that our current school system seems hell-bent on teaching to the test, and my firm belief is that if you teach students how to think–how to ask questions, look for facts, don’t take things at face value–they will be prepared for any test.  Stop teaching kids not to look beyond the page in front of them.  That’s never more dangerous than in this time of social media.  We live in a time when the internet allows us to learn so much about so much…but it also lets us blindly grab our pitchforks and form an angry mob based on some viral statement or rant from an uninformed, average individual blindly quoting something out of context or forwarding some inflammatory statement/video/tweet, etc.  Too often, we don’t stop and ask ourselves the necessary questions first.  We don’t take a moment and think, “Fuck, that is really terrible.  I wonder if that’s true. I wonder what research supports that.  I wonder what context that statement was made in.”

My best and most valuable class (I was a social work major) in college required one major assignment.  You had to pass the assignment to pass the class and you couldn’t graduate without that class.  The assignment?  Investigate ourselves.  What are our prejudices?  What group(s) could we not work with effectively?  Why not?  How could we work with an individual from one of those identified groups if we were faced with them in our future social work careers?  There was no option to say, “Oh, but professor, I don’t have any prejudices!”  Throughout the whole class, we had to learn the intricacies of discussion.  Discussion facilitates understanding, but you have to be willing to listen to have a discussion.  You have to be willing to ask questions and actually think about the responses.  How can we separate one trait or one decision from the whole person?  How can we accept the fact that sometimes we simply have NO IDEA what is right or wrong in some situations and sometimes there ISN’T a right or a wrong and simply a decision that felt right at the time.  And, MOST IMPORTANTLY, we had to understand that you can very well be personally against something but ALSO believe in the overall human right of others to live, practice, believe in their own way–even if you don’t agree/understand/support it.  Those are not mutually exclusive beliefs. 

I wish everyone had to take that class.  I wish everyone would take a moment to think through things, ask questions, take a minute to look up something that they find disturbing before slamming the reblog/reply/forward button.

anonymous asked:

tell us about your first date with your girlfriend

Our first date was in December in Amsterdam we met at Dam square and I immediately recognized her. She was so pretty and knew from that moment I saw her I will fall in love with this girl. She greeted me and told me how beautifully looking I was. I was so flattered, surprised and a bit shy all I could reply is: “uhh thanks” even though I felt the same way about her. I was just too shy to tell her. We went to Rembrandt plein and drank some Starbucks coffee, discussed our ambitions, careers and futures. We continued to Leidse plein and continued our conversation but instead of our future we discussed our past. I couldn’t stop looking at her. You might say I was a bit obsessed by her. Then we went to the movies. It was the final film in the hunger games series and we both hated it. We laughed a lot about the movie and our mutual dislike for the ending bonded us further. I wanted to kiss her during the movie but those 3D glasses really messed that up. So instead of going for it I gave her a kiss on the forehead showing my affection for her. After we left the cinema I brought her home and while we were waiting for out tram to arrive it finally happened. Our first kiss.  Come to think of it it all sounds like a screenwriting for a cheesy romantic christmas movie. -Ruben

so on may 27th, 2012 eyesopen​ replied to one of my text posts saying how her name was kate too and we should be friends and i agreed. we talked all the time and then we would skype almost every night talking about absolutely everything from taylor to our future career goals. fast forward about 6 months… we were able to meet for the first time because of the #taylorfollowers during RED release week. basically i got to meet my best friend for the first time because of taylorswift. if you want to look at it another way.. i literally met an internet stranger in a hotel room in NYC but that’s besides the point. we’ve been best friends ever since and i’ve seen her grow up, graduate high school and start university since then. it’s crazy how the internet can bring you together with someone who lives so far away from you. i remember saying goodbye to katie at the end of release week in 2012 and we both cried cause we thought we would never see each other again. i’m pretty sure i told her “you’ll never get rid of me” and it’s turned out to be true. i went to visit her in NYC for a couple days two summers ago and we went to the nashville red tour shows and we just spent 1989 release week together and we got to meet you together again and we asked for a best friend picture. this picture makes me laugh cause katie totally didn’t get the left leg memo but that’s okay cause it sums us up pretty well. even though me & katie are such a small part of your life i want to thank you for being such a big part of mine & katie’s lives. if it wasn’t for you we would of never met and i would of never had the chance of knowing one of the kindest, most caring and hilarious people on this planet.

We worry about things that never happenes. We worry about our future, our career, our friendships, our love stories. But time takes time. You’ll become an adult, you’ll find a job, you’ll understand your priority, you’ll find someone to love and who loves you back. You’ll find your place in the world anyway, sooner or later, worrying or not.

Dear DK Fans,

(Note from Aubrey)

I reach out to you with all of the honesty and sincerity in my heart.  Without a doubt, you have always been my key source of inspiration.  Everything I do in this industry is motivated by your commitment and passion.  As you may know, there has been much speculation on the state of Danity Kane after a recent incident.  In order to clear up any confusion, Shannon and I write to you today with nothing but pure intentions.  Over the course of the past few days, we have heard countless recommendations on how we can “spin” this story or “make it go away,” as seems to be typical in our industry.  We have never been — nor will we ever be — those types of women.  This decision to stand by our principles may affect our future.  Our pocketbooks.  Our careers.  And the list goes on and on.  But, there is one thing it won’t affect —namely, your trust and faith in us.  We owe you — our loving fans — the unfiltered truth.          

During a recent group meeting, a business conversation took a turn for the worst when my group member punched me in the back of my head while I was speaking to another associate.  To be clear, she was not physically engaged or threatened prior to her attack on me.  This is the same information I provided to the police, and witnesses also corroborated this account of the incident.  I cannot condone or excuse any form of physical violence, particularly at the hands of someone I considered family.  Disagreements happen.  But a war of words and ideas should never end in physical aggression.

It breaks my heart that this violence is followed by no sign of remorse.  For the past year, I watched small lies turn into bigger lies.  Those bigger lies turned into verbal abuse.  Now the verbal abuse has deteriorated into a physical assault.  I put what I knew was right second to what I knew I could handle for the sake of the big-picture success this incredibly talented group of women could have achieved together.  It was my goal to prove that with enough understanding the issues behind the scenes could be resolved, and we could continue to create content for one of the most inspiring fan bases I have ever witnessed.  I realize now that in order to achieve that reality all three girls would have to want that. And, unfortunately, only two of us put our solo ambitions and lives to a halt and consistently put the team first.

An ethical and moral line has been crossed.  As someone who experienced abuse in the past, I promised to never grow up putting my hands on people or ever condoning such behavior in others. It is a promise near and dear to my heart.  If you have experienced it before, you already know it is not something one should compromise.  Over the past year of constant engagement, I tried tirelessly to sympathize with behavior I could not understand.  But, I watched her behavior get darker and darker.  And, I fear it will only get worse.  This most recent occurrence is not just incredibly embarrassing for the members of Danity Kane.  More importantly, it spits on the hard work of all those who have supported us along this journey.  Sadness does not even remotely begin to describe what I feel right now.  Ultimately, as a woman who has spent her entire career standing up for the underdog and right over wrong, I can no longer pretend that she is willing to do what it takes to protect the power of the Danity Kane name.

(Note from Shannon)

My heart is heavy. It is all I can do to pull myself out of bed to face this task. But, I know it must be done. There are many people besides myself that this impacts. Bottom line, it is not fair! I am not asking that you validate it being so. I am writing because you— the fans and our loved ones — deserve an honest and transparent explanation. My desire is to genuinely apologize to everyone who has poured their time, heart and energy into us.  So many lives have been affected by this chain of events.

In the first chapter of Danity Kane, I did my best to be the glue that held us together. Assuming the role of the “quiet one,” I tried to keep my opinions to myself and worked behind the scenes to balance our strong personalities for the good of the Danity Kane name. Unquestionably, there were amazing times and truly genuine moments. Please do not believe anything different. Those honest moments kept me motivated through the battles. That being said, people eventually made choices I could not control.

I entered into this journey again with sisters who understood a dynamic that nobody else could. I hoped we could honestly reflect on what we had been through and the mistakes that were made. After this last year of trying to make this next chapter a success, I am devastated to admit that my expectations were set too high. I now must walk away feeling used and manipulated in addition to the name Danity Kane. I know this raises numerous questions. But, for me to delve into a “he said, she said” narrative is a tactic best reserved for those who shamelessly hope to gain followers, irrespective of the truth and the consequences of one’s actions. I am a grown and confident woman, and I only need to share my perspective. This has been a year of tremendous sacrifice. I left my husband alone for months on end, and he has undoubtedly suffered the most for my dreams. Aubrey graciously opened her home to me throughout this process, since I had no other place to stay. For that I am truly grateful! Day in and day out the focus in her home has been how to make Danity Kane an undeniable force of good. We tried our best to assemble a team to help bring Danity Kane back from the depths of disappointment and into an era where we, as independent women, were taken seriously in this business. From your perspective, I am sure it seems like this should have been an easy fix and that we should just “get it together.” Rest assured, we have been “getting it together” for a long time. At some point, the stress fracture was bound to turn into a break. It is unfortunate but real.

As for the actions that have brought us to this broken ending, I cannot speak for anyone or explain their internal struggles that prompted this heartbreaking sequence of events. All I know is what I have seen. I did not witness a shouting match, a cat fight or a brawl. I witnessed a single direct punch. In reflecting on this situation, I recalled a journal entry I wrote back in April. Initially, I struggled with sharing something so transparent and personal with all of you. However, my desire to be honest with you trumps all other considerations. As you can tell, I have been avoiding saying names. However, this was my personal reaction to escalating events that led up to my overall frustrations with Dawn….months ago.

April 2014

 “It’s exhausting to chase your mind to understand your heart. For so long I’ve looked at you and your strengths trying to find any excuse for you in my head to put you back where I used to hold you. But time and again you prove me wrong to myself. Now I’m looking out for me I’ve learned that from you. But I pray my heart stays pliable and is still moved by honest humanity. May the ability to love not escape from my chest.”

(Note from Shannon and Aubrey)

Anyone that knows us even slightly could see we usually have opposing views and stark contrasts in dealing with our feelings.  But, over the course of this last year undeniable commonalities in our values and principles were revealed.  We spent the first half of the year struggling to convince ourselves that the red flags we witnessed were somehow explainable.  And, after that was no longer an option, we tried to take the negativity in stride while finding the perseverance to keep it from tearing us apart. 

We know it must be devastating for our fans to have spent the last twelve months supporting our every move, and for that we cannot apologize enough.  We share your frustration and anger!  We spent a year living on each other’s couches, sacrificing any solo opportunity that came our way, finally finished our comeback album, and were days away from filming three music videos for you that would have played out as a short movie.  We lived on calls, traded endless e-mails, and sat in meeting after meeting to bring together an amazing team of producers, agents, directors, and styling teams with no manager in place.  We were at the finish line.  We wish, more than anything, that our time, our team’s time, and most importantly your time as fans, was not taken for granted and carelessly disregarded.  If this ending was in our control, please understand that we would have done everything in our power to move things forward.  You have become our family, and regardless of these unfortunate circumstances, we hope all of you treat one another as family, as we have built connections that cannot possibly be conveyed in words.  Our journey, and the love we have built together as fans and artists, is a truth that all of us will forever hold close to our hearts. 

No doubt, we have experienced significant trials and tribulations this year.  From starting off without a member, to losing another, to where we stand now, all of those dark days have shined a light on some undeniable truths.  Being a part of a “girl group” is so much more than how well an individual member may sing or dance or charm or act.  Rather, no matter how talented you may be, you need to be relentlessly committed to self-sacrifice and the good of the whole.  No team can function without every member having these traits, and this is why you see — time and time again — various groups crumble. 

It is infinitely harder to make a group work than a solo act, and that was the attraction and excitement for us.  We wanted to succeed when confronted with the ultimate challenge.  We may not have been able to get everyone on the same page.  However, we still remain committed to the idea that talented women can come together to create something bigger than themselves.  When that moment happens, true history will be made.

Until then… 
Shan & Aubs  

A Complicated Love Part4 (Nash Grier)




I walked into school that morning and parted ways with Luke to go find Cameron. I found him but he was with the boys again. All well guess I just have to face reality. I walked up right behind Cam poking his back. “Oh hey Ally what’s up?” He said smiling at me. “Just decided to come see my best friend before class that’s all.” I said giving a glare towards Nash. I thought now would be a good time to play with him a bit. “So Ally you gonna come to my party tonight?” Cam asked wrapping his arm around my shoulder. “You’re having a party?” I asked. “Yes we are. It’s not a big party something little just to hangout and maybe drink.” Sam said. Although knowing these boys they were definitely going to drink. I thought about it for a minute and thought hey maybe it’d be fun. “Sure I’ll be there. Just text me about the details later.” I said. Nash did not look happy. “Aww what’s wrong? Do you not want me there?” I said looking up at him. We were in a dead stare until another one of his clueless girls came up to him. “Hey Nash you coming to class?” She said wrapping herself around his arm. He didn’t break from my eyes. “Nash?” She said again. “Ya I’m coming.” He said and glared at me. I turned to Cam and he left walking with his arm around the girls waist leaving me with an annoyed look on my face. “You ok?” Cam asked. “Ya I’m fine. But that girl won’t be.” I laughed. The bell rung and I went to my class. I was kind of excited for this one. It was my music class that I only had on Fridays.

I walked in and instantly it got even better. “Luke? What are you doing here you never told me you had this class.” I said walking over to him as he stood with Michael, Calum, and Ashton. “I didn’t know I had this class until I looked a little closer at my schedule. But hey at least we have a class together.” He said putting me in a headlock. “Luke let me go.” I said pulling away from him. He let me go and I moved back only to bump into someone. “Oh I’m sorry.” I said and then realized who it was. “Hey Ally long time no see.” JJ said. “I know we haven’t seen you in forever!” Gilinsky said sarcastically. “You guys are in this class too?” I asked. “Ya of course we are. This is going to be our future career so we gotta take music classes to get better don’t we.” JJ said. I laughed at his comment and just stared at the door hoping no one else I knew would be in here. “Don’t worry Nash isn’t in this class. He doesn’t have a single musical bone in his body.” Gilinsky said as he caught my stare. “Good. I don’t want to be in anymore classes with him.” I said before turning and going back to my brother. The bell rung and the teacher came in the room. “Oh hey just wanted to let you know I’m going to Cams tonight.” I whispered to Luke. “Why?” He asked. “Just going to hangout with him and the guys that’s all.” I said. “Thought you didn’t like them.” He said with a smile. Didn’t. But now I do. They seem pretty cool, all except for Nash.” I said. “Ya well don’t let anything happen at that party or I may have to beat you.” He said nudging my arm. “Oh please what could possibly go wrong.” I said laughing then returned my attention to the teacher.

“Alright class, so I have very exciting news for all my very musical students out there.” She said excitingly. Everyone looked at her begging for her to continue. “Our school has been chosen to have students perform in the big Rising Star competition! And the winner will have a chance at a record deal!” She said as everyone in the class burst out in cheer. “Now you all can choose whether you want to go solo or a group or whatever and use the class time to discuss and think about what you may want to do. If you don’t want to be in Rising Star please come speak with me.” The teacher said. Rising Star, only one of the biggest music competitions out there for high schoolers like me and my brothers. I looked over at Luke who was already looking at me along with Ashton, Calum, and Michael. “Will you be in our group!” The four of them said at the same time. “What do I get to do if I’m in it?” I asked crossing my arms. “You can sing with me.” Luke said sending me into shock. “Bro… I don’t usually sing in front of people.” I said. “No but you should. Come on sing, you can even play guitar as well if you really want to.” Ashton said. “Listen I’ll write a new song but the singing is not a definite. I’ll have to think about it.” I said. The four of them cheered in excitement and I just rolled my eyes.

The rest of the day went on pretty fast. I walked around school trying to find Cam as he wasn’t answering my calls or texts. When I got to the hall with his locker all I could see was Nash with his tongue down some other girls throat. I looked at him with disgust and just turned walking away. But I bumped into someone. “I’m sorry.” I said as their hands rested on my arms from catching me. I looked up to see who it was and it was JJ again. “We just keep bumping into each other don’t we.” He laughed letting go of my arms. “I was just kind of in a rush to find Cam.” I said looking back at Nash then back to him. “Is someone a little jealous?” He asked. “Me? Jealous of Nash? Um how about now.” I said and walked past him. “Then how come you’re so mad about him being with another girl?” He asked following me. “I’m not jealous. Why would I want to be another one of his clueless girls who he just breaks their hearts after he gets what he wants.” I said turning to him. “I don’t do that with every girl.” Nash said walking up behind Jack. “Oh you know you do, don’t even deny it. You’ve slept with about 85% of the girls at this school.” I yelled at him. “Woah babe calm down.” He said walking towards me but I just stepped back. "Stop calling me that Nash. I’m not your babe and I never will be!” I yelled. “What’s going on?” Cam said walking up behind me. “Ask your asshole of a best friend.” I said still glaring at Nash. “Can we just not argue for one night and have a good time at my party, speaking of which we better get going to.” He said standing between me and Nash. “I’ll stop as long as he does.” I said. “Fine with me. Deal?” Nash said holding out his hand. “Deal. But I’m not touching you.” I said and turned on my heels to walk away with JJ.

We got to Cameron’s house and I just sat in his basement with all the other guys. I was sitting with Jack and Jack most of the time just talking and drinking. I kind of got really close with JJ. I never realized how much we have in common. The hours passed by and I kept getting more drunk with every drink they handed me. I could tell the boys were too. We sat around telling stories whether they were funny, scary, or from our past. It was a whole lot of fun until Nash spoke up. “I can remember one story about a girl in eighth grade.” He said. My eyes were glued to him knowing that he’d probably say something about me. “She had a terrible voice and even though everyone told her not to sing at the next talent show she did.” He continued. “Nash…” Cameron said knowing where this was going. “Oh wait what was her name… Oh ya, little Ally Hemmings.” He said. “Shut up Nash.” I said giving him a death stare. “Wait the best thing was that she went out there and tripped on stage. Then she started singing and the mic cut out. Everyone started booing and even her boyfriend laughed at how stupid she was.” He continued in his drunken state of mind. “Nash stop.” Cameron said as he could see tears starting to form in my eyes. “No but the really best part was that after that her boyfriend broke up with her because he found out that she had cheated on him. Talk about a bad day for Ally.” Nash said laughing in between his words. He was right I did cheat on my ex boyfriend. But how did he find that out and what did it have to do with the story of me and my talent show? No one knew about that except for Cameron. “Ya that was the whole reason they broke up and then hid the reason why to avoid Ally looking like the asshole and useless girl she is just so she could keep her good girl image.” Nash said all of a sudden his laugh gone and hatred in his words. “Nash that’s enough!” JJ yelled as he noticed the tears leaving my eyes. I got up and instantly ran out of the room crying. Me cheating on my ex wasn’t all my fault and he never believed me. Nash reminding me of that just made me realize how much of an asshole I really was and he was right I was useless. But why now? Why would he bring that up after 3 years?

A/N—This part is super long I know but I thought it was pretty drama filled. Sorry for the length but I hope you all enjoyed it! Also let me know how you’re liking the story by leaving anything in my ask box. It’s always open and I’d love your feedback so I can improve ACL even more! :)