probably math or physics

April Study Challenge: 2/30.

Do you prefer to study alone or with friends? I generally study alone because my friends aren’t the type of people who study in groups but studying with friends would definitely be something I would enjoy.

April Study Challenge: 3/30. 

What’s your favourite spot to study(outside of your usual study space)?  I like to study outside whenever I get the chance and have the motivation to move all my study materials outside.

April Study Challenge: 4/30.

What’s your least favourite subject to study? How do you keep yourself motivated to study it? This is a really hard question because I like all my subjects but probably Add Maths or Physics and in terms of motivation I just remind myself that I need to study it in order to excel.

grew up as best friends but you got hot over the summer can i touch ur biceps AU

Modern day Javid AU where Davey is the awkward neighbor
Part 1 of 3

“Mom do we have to?” Les whined from the backseat.
Davey wiped another tick mark on the dusty dash with his finger.
“That makes 8 times he’s asked that question.” Davey announced to the entire car.
Sarah kicked the back of his seat and threw a goldfish cracker at Les. “Can both of you stop? Like seriously.”
Mrs. Jacobs sighed. “Play nice now. How old are you guys again? And Les, please stop asking. We are spending the summer at grandma’s and that’s final. This might be the last time you get to see her and she really needs our help.” Her kids all fell silent as they fidgeted uncomfortably in their seats. “I would hope you haven’t forgotten that Grandma is the one who let us stay with her for years when you kids were younger. We owe her a lot.”
“Yeah, but isn’t Grandma also the one who kicked you out when you were 19 and pregnant with me?” Sarah muttered from the backseat.
Mrs. Jacobs closed her eyes and sighed. “Please guys. She needs us and she’s family. It’s just for the summer.”
The kids were silent the rest of the way there as they all tried not to think about the awkward tension that had overtaken the car. Davey had never been more relieved to see his Grandma’s house in his life when they pulled into her drive a few hours later.
The Jacobs family began unloading their suitcases and duffle bags from the trunk when they heard a loud engine rev and all turned to watch a black pick up truck fly down the street, swerving just in time to avoid their grandmother’s recycling bins and screech to a halt in the drive next door.
“What is all that noise?” Davey’s grandmother appeared on the porch to investigate the source of the commotion but Davey wasn’t paying attention to her. He was focused on the driver of the truck who was now hopping out of the drivers seat, grinning.
“Are those the Jacobs kids?” The boy squinted in the bright Florida sun and pulled a worn baseball cap from his back pocket to set on his dark hair. He began crossing the strip of grass between his house and the Jacobs’ to greet the neighbor kids he used to play with everyday for 3 years when they were little.
“Jack Kelly?” Mrs. Jacobs grinned. “How are you honey?”
“He’s awful loud, is what he is.” Grandma Jacobs complained from her perch on the front stoop.
Grandma’s noise complaint didn’t seem to phase Jack as he accepted Mrs. Jacobs’ hug and kissed her on the cheek. “Mama Jacobs, I’ve missed you.”
Jack pulled away and turned to his former playmates.
“Sarah, you lost the pigtails? How am I supposed to annoy you now if I can’t pull your braids and get you to scream bloody murder?”
Sarah punched him in the shoulder but hugged him after. “Believe it or not, I actually did miss you. Nobody builds a blanket fort like Jack Kelly.”
Jack puffed out his chest and grinned. “You got that right.” He turned and ruffled Les’ hair. “Is this baby Les? I haven’t seen you since you learned how to use a toilet.”
Les stuck his tongue out at him.
“And my god Davey Jacobs, you haven’t changed at all.”
Davey tried to respond but his brain stopped functioning the minute Jack stepped out of that truck. Davey might not have changed, but Jack sure as hell had. The scrawny seven year old boy who used to have a gap between his teeth and long hair that always fell in his eyes was now a 6 ft tall Abercrombie model with a dazzling smile and biceps that made it look like he never missed arm day. Davey suddenly felt self conscious about the fact that he got winded carrying the laundry basket upstairs.
“Hello? David?” Jack waved a hand in front of Davey’s unfocused eyes. “You still there?”
Sarah rolled her eyes and slapped Davey on the back. “He’s probably daydreaming about math or physics of something else boring.”
Davey blushed and looked at his scuffed sneakers. “Hey Jack.” He mumbled to the ground.
Jack just laughed and patted Davey’s shoulder. “Can I help with those bags?”
“That ruffian isn’t allowed in my house!” Grandma Jacobs called loudly from the porch.
“Doreen, you’re looking stunning today as usual. Are those new dentures?”
The Jacobs kids snickered as Jack backed away to his own house.
“You guys gotta stop over sometime and we’ll hang out like we used to. Come by anytime!” Jack waved goodbye as he disappeared into his house, screen door slamming behind him.

****

Davey survived the first few days at his grandmother’s home, but only by holing himself away in his room to read. He was halfway through the fifth Harry Potter book one afternoon when Sarah barged into the tiny bedroom he and Les were sharing and snatched the book from his hands.
“Come on. Let’s get outta here.” She jingled the keys to their mom’s car in his face before he smacked her hand away.
“Go away. I’m reading.”
“You’re always reading.” Sarah grabbed his feet and tried to drag him from the bed and Davey clung to the headboard. “Besides, I already asked Jack and he’s taking us to a party tonight.”
Davey couldn’t help the involuntary blush that spread across his face at the mention of Jack. “I’m not going.”
“Davey please. How are you ever gonna get in Jack’s pants if you stay in this room all day long?”
“What! No, that’s not- I mean” Davey squeaked as his face grew even more red.
Sarah succeeded in getting Davey off the bed and he rolled to the floor with a huff. “Davey. I can see you making heart eyes at his house all day long. Like somehow he’s gonna know you’re in love with him because you stare longingly at his shutters.”
Davey thought he hadn’t been quite so obvious. “It doesn’t matter, he’s probably not-”
“Yes he is.” Sarah interjected.
“Sarah he spent half our childhood chasing girls on the playground.”
“He swings both ways stupid. Now get up and put on something besides that tshirt you’ve been wearing for three days. We’re going out tonight, I already cleared it with mom.”
Davey scrambled off the floor as Sarah flung open his closet door and began rummaging through his clothes.
“How can you possibly know which way he swings? We’ve only been here a week!”
Sarah shrugged and she held up a blue button down up against Davey’s chest before tossing it aside. “I have connections in this town. Also, remember that girl that used to hang around with us all the time? Katherine? She also bats for both teams.” Sarah wiggled her eyebrows. “She’s still good friends with Jack and filled me in. Also, she got hella hot and will be there tonight so you need to get ready so I can focus on my own appearance.”
Davey pushed Sarah out of his closet and dug around til he found the shirt he wanted.
“I guess I could go for a little bit…”
“Perfect! Be ready in the car in 20 minutes!”
Sarah hurried out of the room, slamming the door behind her. Davey stared longingly at his book before signing and pulling off his tshirt to get dressed for their night out.

****

The party was loud, the kids were drunk, Davey was sandy and Jack was nowhere to be found which culminated in a rather unsociable Davey, sitting in a folding chair at the fringes of the beach party nursing a Pepsi. Sarah had long since disappeared with a red solo cup in one hand and Katherine’s hand in the other and the keys to the car in her pocket. Davey really should have seen this coming. He knew Sarah was smart enough not to drive drunk but now he was stuck at the beach until Sarah reappeared. And given her track record, that might not be until tomorrow morning.
Sighing, Davey pushed himself out of the lawn chair and began the long walk back to his grandmothers house. He was only 10 minutes away from the party when a car slowed on the street next to him.
“Hey stranger!” Jack rolled the passenger window down and put the truck in park as Davey as stopped walking. “Where are you going?”
“H-home.” Davey stuttered. He blushed when he heard how nervous his own voice sounded.
“Get in!” Jack unlocked the door and leaned across the seat to open it for him. Davey bit his lip, weighing his options for a moment before hopping up into the truck. The walk back to his grandma’s house was a long one and the view was much better from the passenger seat of Jack’s truck.
Jack fiddled with the radio as they drove in silence for a while. When they passed the turn off street for both their homes, Davey spoke up.
“Hey, you-”
“I know.” Jack cut in, eyes not leaving the road. “I wanna show you something.” He looked up at Davey, sounding slightly nervous. “I mean if that’s okay?”
Davey tried to think of something cute or flirty to say but ended up shrugging and making a weird affirmative squeaking noise that made Jack smile and Davey sink further in his seat blushing.
Jack pulled off the road onto a dirt path that lead toward the ocean. This beach wasn’t full of loud, drunk teenagers though. It was quiet except for the waves lapping against the sandy shore and the hum of insects in the grass.
Jack unbuckled and opened his door. “You coming?”
Davey nodded and hopped out his own door. He followed Jack down to the beach where they both removed their shoes and walked quietly together along the shoreline.
“So how have you been Davey?”
“Oh, you know. Alright I guess.” Davey shrugged and dragged his toe in the sand.
Jack studied him closely. “They bully you in school don’t they?”
Davey looked away quickly. “I… No, that’s not- I mean a little I guess.”
Jack traced his finger along the bruise on Davey’s arm that he told his mom came from tripping down the stairs. Davey flinched.
“I’m sorry.” Jack reached for Davey’s hand cautiously.
“Do you like me?” Davey turned to him, surprising himself with his authoritative tone.
Jack’s eyebrows shot up. “I mean-”
“Because I like you. A lot.” Davey interjected. “I think you’re really hot and I would like to kiss you if that’s okay.”
Jack tried to keep himself from grinning but failed miserably. “That would be very okay.”
With that green light, Davey leaned on his tiptoes and pressed his chapped lips against Jack’s soft, warm ones. They only broke apart when Jack stepped backwards too quickly and began to stumble. Davey stepped back as he watched Jack fall to the ground as sand puffed up around him. He began laughing as he extended a hand to help Jack back up on his feet but Jack yanked his arm so Davey toppled forward, landing on Jack’s chest. His laugh faded away as he realized that he was practically laying on Jack and he attempted to get up with mumbled apologies.
Jack’s strong arms held him down and he pressed a kiss to Davey’s nose. “Don’t be sorry.”
“We’re gonna get sandy.” Davey pointed out as Jack rolled them over and began kissing Davey’s neck softly. Davey lost all ability to form a coherent argument when Jack sucked at the pulse point where his neck and shoulder met.
“Ohhhhhh Jack!”
Jack grinned at him. “You were saying?”
Davey ran his hands down Jack’s hard arms and he fumbled with the hem of his tshirt as he tried to tug it over Jack’s head. “Ignore me. I don’t mind being sandy at all.”
“Well what would your grandma say if she saw you rolling around with that rascally neighbor boy in the sand?” Jack said teasingly as he let Davey pull the shirt over his head and began working on Davey’s own button down.
“Fuck my grandma.”
“Well I would rather fuck you. You’re a lot hotter than Doreen.”
Davey’s giggle quickly turned into a moan as Jack started mouthing his way across Davey’s bare chest.
“I suppose we don’t really have to go home tonight.”

****

“Where have you been?!” Davey froze in his tracks and cursed the squeaky screen door.
He turned to face his mother, who tapped her foot impatiently.
“Out?”
“Davey it’s four in the morning.”
Davey fiddled with the collar of his shirt, hoping to hide the hickeys from his mom’s eagle eye. She sighed and stepped out of his way to let him pass.
Davey breathed a sigh of relief and started up the stairs.
“Tell Jack that if he’s trying to sneak you home again this summer, he needs to buy a muffler for that truck.”
Davey opened mouth, trying to come up with a reason why he would be out with Jack til the early hours of the morning without giving away what had happened on the beach but his mom just turned off the lamp.
“Goodnight Davey.”

Me too Mari. Me too.

It’s probably physics or math since Mari and I are literally the same personalities and I know those are the two subjects I didn’t like doing and would often look like that when I had to do them

Anyway, this Marichat May day 3- homework. I still apologize for the sketchiness. Maybe one day I’ll fix it. I don’t know right now.

How to be an Effective Tutor // by starPLATINUM

Hey guys, Star here. I’m a new studyblr, so you guys probably don’t know but I’ve been a math and physics tutor for two years now (ever since I started college!) and an engineering Statics tutor for one year. I’ve been told by a bunch of our freshmen that I’ve somewhat of a fan favorite, because I have a bunch of experience with the subjects I tutor and with tutoring in general.

Some of you bright students may be offered tutoring jobs at your schools/universities, so I thought I should offer some tips on how to tutor effectively. Alternatively, these tips apply to study groups, as well, if you have to catch any of your friends up with the material!

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toobookishtohandle  asked:

For the Lesbian Ask Meme, all the questions with the number 2 in it 💖💖💖

JAY THIS IS SO MANY OMG

2. X files lesbian or twin peaks lesbian

Aaa I’m not familiar with either!

12. Already answered!

20. Biology lesbian or physics lesbian

Hmm Probably physics it’s more Math-like and I actually like math

21. Studio Ghibli lesbian or Cartoon Network lesbian

GHIBLI!!!

22. Already done!

23. Serena Williams lesbian or Ronda Rousey lesbian

I’m not familiar with either of them!

24. Prismacolor lesbian or faber castell lesbian

Prismacolour!

25. “Campers are for the weak” lesbian or “I will die before sleeping on the ground” lesbian

I’m not like. Hardcore outdoorsy but I’d pick a tent over a camper it’s way more fun!!

26. Calling every female character they see their girlfriend lesbian or “Dana Scully isn’t your girlfriend, I am” lesbian

This one kinda confused me but calling every female character our beautiful wife is something Janie and I do a lot

27. Roller skate lesbian or ice skate lesbian

IM BAD AT BOTH I’m a bike lesbian

28. “Christmas carols are dumb and over played” lesbian or belting out all I want for Christmas is you at the top of their lungs lesbian

UHHH I don’t care for a lot of popular Christmas songs but I’m no grinch if I’m chilling with kids or something you bet I’m gonna sing Rudolph at the top of my lungs with them

29. Buy her something lesbian or make her something lesbian

Make her something if I can!! I do bought gifts too cause I love finding the perfect gift but I also love making things when I have the time.

32. Already done!

42. Already done!

Ty Jay!! 💛

anonymous asked:

Science masterpost?

i’m not sure if you’re requesting one or asking for them, but here’s what i have in terms of science-related things i’ve reblogged:

feel free to reblog if you have anything to add!

Quantum Math Could Explain Irrational Reasoning

by Gabriel Popkin, Inside Science

Quantum theory, developed about a century ago to explain the puzzling behavior of elementary particles, could also help explain seemingly irrational aspects of human reasoning.

The mathematics behind this highly successful physics theory has now provided a way to explain why people respond differently to survey questions depending on the questions’ ordering, scientists report June 16 in the Proceedings of the National Academy of Sciences.

Human reasoning is notoriously fickle, inconsistent and full of seemingly obvious fallacies. A prime example of such apparently irrational decision-making is the “order effect”: Researchers routinely find that the sequence in which they ask survey questions affects how people respond to them. In a 1997 Gallup poll, for instance, when surveyors asked people if they thought Bill Clinton was honest and trustworthy, roughly seven percent more respondents answered “yes” if they were first asked whether Al Gore was honest and trustworthy.

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Henry Reich of MinutePhysics wants to know: will you take this crazy bet? 

Hello!! I am a new studyblr from Singapore and have been greatly inspired by the studyblr community hence I decided to start one as well!! Here’s a few facts about me:

1) I’m Hazela, 16 turning 17

2) currently in a junior college in sg

3) most probably studying H2 Physics, Chemistry, Math and Economics

4) I love languages! Currently trying to learn Korean in my free time, but I doubt I will have much free time when classes and tests kicks in.

5) Follow me to join me in this study journey!! Hopefully I will inspire you as much as these blogs do @study-well @totes-my-notes @successobsessed @a-cademic @arihstotle @elkstudies @theorganisedstudent @studyblr-for-days

anonymous asked:

any tips on making truly useful notes? I always worry I`m leaving out something important and start re-reading the textbook.

First of all, I would recommend you take a moment to evaluate whether detailed notes are actually what you need. Because some classes only require the bare bones of notes and instead need a lot of practice problems (e.g., math, physics), meaning you’re probably wasting precious practice time if all you’re focusing on is your notes. If you’re taking a class where it would definitely benefit you to have solid notes (e.g., history, literature), then proceed from here.

(Btw, there are some classes where some units might be better suited for notes vs. practice. So evaluate the unique needs for every unit.)

The Cornell note taking system is a great way to take useful notes. It’s based on recall, which helps you learn. So you should consider them. If you don’t like that particular style of page, you can improvise. For example, you could mark a short code next to a part of your notes and create a corresponding question flashcard with that code on it. Use color coding, as well. That way it’s easy to find the bigger explanation in your notes.

Either way, find a way to transform your notes into questions, then practice with them.

A strategy for book notes is to write down all the headings and subheadings in your notes as you go. You could even write down page numbers in the margins. That way, if you need to go back and reference some specific detail you didn’t write down, you know where to find it. That gives me peace of mind, personally.

Overall, notes should be a summary of the important concepts written down in a way that makes the most sense to you. If you’re given a list, make a chart. If something can be made into a mind map and you prefer it, do that. If it would only make sense drawing a diagram, draw a diagram. Your goal should not be to copy down every detail. Rather, your goal should be to understand the material.

Notes are for the purpose of making you understand. The process of note taking should be helping you better understand the material.

If you’re making new notes just for the sake of trying to remember things, you’re missing the point of note taking. There is no magic formula to remember the details. You will remember the details if you force yourself to recall them through practice, which could mean practice problems or just plain repetition with flashcards. I really do think the key part is realizing that the purpose of notes should be to help you better understand or conceptualize. Which is different for everyone. But that’s the bottom line.

If you’re really concerned about the small details, don’t be. Focus on the big picture and the details will come. Any small details you miss along the way will not be as important as the bigger concepts you need to understand.