#I know I need to email tutors about my assignments

[generalmelchett]

I’m like. So scared. I’m pretty scared like a lot of the time. I don’t know how strong I am. I don’t know how capable I am. This month is going to be really busy.

[torialefay]

"Regardless of That Fucking Assignment..." 📝

professor!seungmin x fem!student!reader smut 🔞

✨ synopsis: you tried to be professional after being selected for a position under the hottest professor on your univeristy’s campus. turns out, the professor doesn’t give a fuck about “professional.”

✨ warnings: this piece, although consensual, does revolve around a morally grey area. this is strictly fictional work, and should only be considered as such. contains a lot of roleplaying that is not appropriate for everyday life. I do not condone any acts that are represented in this fic. this is strictly fictional work, and should only be considered as such. ; unprotected sex, semi-public sex, slight breath play

Dr. Kim was easily the hottest professor at your university. Young, handsome, and intelligent were the perfect recipe for quickly becoming your favorite classes to go to.

Thankful that he actually taught courses for your major, people outside of it would still sign up just to see him. Well, more like fawn over him, in hopes that he would somehow notice and fall for them, like the clichés they’d seen in movies. It was a bit annoying, considering you’d have to make sure to register early for his classes, but you didn’t mind as long as you got your spot. It made your performance in his class look better in comparison at least.

You’d always performed well in his classes, but you always felt a bit behind. You’d considered asking for his opinion on who would be best to go to for tutoring, but you didn’t want to get flustered in front of him. You surely didn’t want him to think you were struggling in his classes because it was hard to pay attention to anything but him… But ultimately, that was the truth.

Which is why you were very surprised one day to receive an email saying that you’d been selected for the fellowship you applied for… with Dr. Kim as the head.

“Hello, Dr. Kim,” you said nervously after knocking and peaking your head into his office.

He was relaxed, seated behind his large mahogany desk with a plaque on the front ordained with the inscription “Dr. Kim Seungmin.” He’d had a pen in one hand while holding his chin with the other, lost in thought.

“Ahh, y/n. Come on in and take a seat,” he smiled, lifting his head out of his hands and gingerly resting the pen onto the paper underneath it.

You shyly opened the door wider in front of you, just enough so that you could glide through and carefully close it.

Afterwards, you smoothed your skirt down around your thighs and crossed the short space of the room before seating yourself in one of the nice, leather-backed chairs that he had placed neatly in front of his desk.

“I’m glad you could meet with me on such short notice,” he said warmly, looking you in the eyes.

You couldn’t help but blush a little. Even if you’d had around a hundred lectures with him under your belt, it was nothing like the one-on-one conversation you were having now. Butterflies crept up into your stomach that you quickly tried to shoot back down. If you were going to work with this man on a fellowship project for the next year, you were going to have to learn to set those feelings aside… starting now.

“Yes, of course,” you said formally. “I’m very thankful and excited that I was chosen for this position. It really does mean a lot to me, so thank you for giving me this opportunity,” you smiled back, hiding any nerves that you may have had.

Dr. Kim chuckled a bit. “No need to thank me. You’re a great student. I’m always happy to see your work. You have a lot of great ideas, you know? I don’t say that many students challenge me to think about things in a different way, but you’re… different. Very different,” he smirked.

You automatically felt your face flush. ‘Surely this will get easier with time,’ you reassured yourself, taking a deep breath as nonchalantly as possible.

“Oh really?” you began, calming your voice. “I do get worried sometimes that maybe people could find my work a bit… unconventional?” you raised an eyebrow, trying not to falter.

“Good thing I’ve never been the conventional type,” he winked as he smiled, looking down directly after to grab the paper sitting next to him.

‘Did he? Did he just?…’ your mind began running. ‘Surely he didn’t mean it like… No, there’s no way. That’s just his personality. He’s witty. Of course he’d play around like that. He’s just cool, calm down.’ You tried your best not to let your internal freak out show on your exterior.

“So,” he started, looking back up to you, “give me your ideas. Obviously on your application, you threw out quite a few interesting ones. As long as I agree, we can work on whatever you’d like this year.”

“Hmm, well…” you began before running through your list of ideas with him. You had one proposal that you’d been fixated on, but it would require a lot of effort and attention, and you weren’t sure about the logistics of it working out. It would required a lot of time from the professor as well, so you’d almost nixed it altogether. Something about it just kept coming back though, you you figured you’d at least mention it along with the plethora of other ideas that had been rattling around.

“Woah, woah- stop right there,” Dr. Kim put his hands out, preventing you from continuing on to another point. “That’s really good,” he nodded his head. “I’ve read up on so much, paper after paper. But no one’s ever done that before.” He sucked in his cheeks as he continued to lightly nod and fixate his eyes off into the distance. “That’s smart… that’s really really smart.” He smiled, bringing his eyes back to yours now. “I knew I chose the right one. You're really impressive."

"Ohh no," you said, blushing with a smile as you waved your hand in disagreeance.

"What, you don't think so?" He teased, leaning back in his seat. "Why's that?"

"I'm just really interested in it is all. It's not that I'm special."

"Ahh," he nodded, understanding. "Well, I disagree." He folded his hands. "I noticed you the very first class. I even remember what you were wearing."

The sudden comment had you taken aback. "Really?" you asked, wide-eyed.

"Of course. You're quite memorable," he said coily.

Your heart kept speeding up in your chest. 'Calm down. Calm down.'

"Come on, Dr. Kim, you don't need to say all that," you tried to play it off. "I appreciate building my confidence up, but I will always try to work harder," you finished with a solid nod.

He stilled for a moment as if contemplating his words. "Oh really? Work harder?"

“Well… of course?” your voice carried up, confused on why that was such a notable statement. “I could always be doing better in your class.”

Dr. Kim nodded. “Mmm, I guess that’s true. Tell me, y/n, whose class is your favorite? You can be honest with me. I’m just curious to know.” He cocked a brow.

“Hmm…” your eyes darted up as you began to think. “I’m not saying this to be facetious, but I really do enjoy coming to your lectures. Dr. Pramal’s lectures have been very good recently as well.

He giggled. “Dr. Pramal? Come onnn, he basically wears a toupee. My classes have to be at least a little more fun than his.”

“I don’t know,” you smiled, “He tells a lot of dad jokes. He may give you a run for your money.” You raised your brows at his daringly.

“Ahh, okay. Dad jokes. I’ll have to remember that. That’ll get me some brownie points then huh?”

“It just might,” you shrugged. “I think the class would really enjoy it.”

A smug smirk came over his face. “I didn’t mean brownie points with the class. I meant brownie points with you.”

“Ohh,” you blushed, looking down. There was no way, you thought, that he meant the words the way that they were coming across. But it did fluster you anyways. “But I guess… haha yeah, I guess maybe that’d put you ahead of Dr. Pramal… maybe.”

Lighthearted. This was the way to go, you thought.

“Playing hard to get… I see how it is,” he grinned ear to ear.

“Hey, we’ve gotta see how good those jokes are first!” you thought quickly.

“Alright, fair enough. I’ll get some good ones prepared for next time. Just for you.”

At that moment, there was no denying it anymore. There was no way, unless he was absolutely toying with you, that he’d be making all of these advances without realizing. You were sure he knew that almost every person was crushing on him, so you weren’t sure if he was just trying to play around, but either way, you knew that if you had been standing, your knees would have already buckled and given in. There was no going back now.

“Well,” you began, “since I shared my opinion, I think it’s only fair for you to tell me which classes are your favorites to teach?” You felt bolder now. More confident.

“Hmm… I wouldn’t say that I have any one favorite. They all have their pros and cons… but right now,” he tapped his pen on the table, “maybe I prefer the ones that you’re in. It always makes my day a bit better, but the classes go by so quickly.”

“So you decided giving me this position would be a good solution?” You giggled, finally leaning into the fantasy unfolding in front you.

“Absolutely not,” he stood with a smirk, gingerly beginning to walk behind where you were seated. “Excuse the language, but you’re fucking brilliant. It’s why I was so drawn to you... Having you on was a unanimous decision by the board.” He leaned down behind you until he was hovering just next to your ear. “But this…” he breathed out. “This is just a bonus.”

He took one hand to gently brush your hair over the opposite shoulder, making sure the area beneath him was open and exposed. He slowly let his fingers trail along your back until they rested on your shoulder, only for a split second, before sneaking lightly to trace along the lines of your collar bone. You could hear deep breaths coming from his throat.

“Tell me you don’t want it, and I’ll stop…” he whispered lowly.

Your head clouded. Never in your wildest dreams did you imagine any of this. You wanted this, didn’t you? Yes, you wanted this.

But how would it affect your future? What if someone found out?

His hot breath hitting your ear drowned out any hesitancy you could have had. ‘Fuck it.’

“Don’t stop,” you whispered back, feeling shy, but excitement leaking out of you nonetheless.

He slowly let his lips find their way to your shoulder, planting the lightest kiss you’d ever felt, as if he was testing out the waters. As you began to get chills, he slowly began trailing kisses across your collarbone and to your neck, taking time there so gently suck. Nothing too crazy. Nothing too harsh. He wanted no evidence left behind. No emotions involved.

And that is exactly what you believed. Before he leaned in to kiss you.

His arm reached to rotate your shoulders towards him as he brought his lips to yours. The passion he poured in was immaculate. Like he’d been hungry for weeks. He tugged at your bottom lip with his teeth, asking permission to go even deeper.

Without breaking the kiss, the walked around to the front of the chair, holding your head steady for him the entire way. Once he reached his destination, you let his tongue find its way into your mouth. He started with light circles around your own until he was quickly moaning into you. The desperate sounds leaving his mouth had you echoing, making you squirm even more.

You could feel yourself growing more and more wet with each second. Swallowing in every last moment, you basked in the bliss of it all, but you couldn’t help but to want more.

He smiled as he realized how worked up you were getting. Resting one hand on your cheek and the other around to the small of your back, he guided you up until you were standing.

He slowly waltzed you around, never breaking the contact with your mouth. As the moans grew heavier and heavier, you slowly began to push yourself up and onto his leg, needing any sort of friction possible.

He took that as his cue to extend his thigh out for you, running his hands down to hold your ass before rubbing it harshly.

You winced at the new pressure as you slowly began to push yourself up and down on his thigh, losing your breath at how good it felt.

The scene in front of him was quickly getting too much to handle. You knew from the growing hard on that you felt each time your leg hiked higher.

As he groaned loudly, he pulled his lips from yours and yanked your body into his, separating any centimeter of space that could have existed.

You let out a low whine in response as his lips went back to your neck, nibbling away as you fucked yourself onto him. His fingers burrowed into your hair as he went, encouraging you to go faster.

You reveled in the way your clit was engorged now, making sure to hit just high enough with every thrust. And as he began to pant more heavily, Dr. Kim moved his thigh up and down for you, adding to the intensity that you felt.

“Oh fuckkkk,” you let out when things were getting too much to bear.

The sweet sounds coming out of you were too much for him. Abruptly, he pulled his lips from your neck, taking hold of your head to bring it eye level with his. He stared into you like he now owned you. “You can’t tell anyone about this. Promise me,” he demanded, rutting his leg up into you, forcing you to take it as he watched..

“I promise,” you breathed out, grappling to his chest as your eyes rolled back, about to reach your high.

“Feels that good?” He chuckled, planting a harsh smack to your ass.

“Oh fuck,” you winced, loving the roughness he was giving you. Your face flew into his chest. “It feels so fucking good. Harder… please.”

“Harder?” His voice was raised now.

In any normal situation, you would have been worried that someone would hear. But in this moment, you couldn’t have given a fuck if you tried.

Another smack left you dripping through your panties. “Fu-u-u-ck,” you cried. You knew you wouldn’t last much longer. You held onto him tightly as the knot in your stomach formed. “Keep going, keep going,” you whimpered out, chasing your release.

You heard him grunt as he began thrusting harshly, as quickly as he could, into your cunt. Although you couldn’t see his face, you knew he was enjoying every last second.

“Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck,” you let out lowly as your clit throbbed in just the right way. The warmth got to be too much. The thrusts were too much, and suddenly, you lost it.

Flailing out all over him, you tried your best to cling on and ride out your high. The sexual tension that had been pent up for so long had finally spilled out- hard. You began shaking and crying out into him, not caring if you were too loud now or if anyone heard.

Once it was beginning to be too much, you pulled off, shaking and pushing him back. You were sure you couldn’t take one more second without passing out.

He took the opportunity of being separated from you to make the few strides toward his door to lock it. You couldn’t believe that you’d completely disregarded that once you’d been caught up in the moment.

Catching your breath, you turned around to grip onto his desk, holding yourself up with your arms. You were able to get a few deep breaths in until the professor returned behind you, pulling your ass toward him.

“Fuck,” he smiled, gripping your hips and squeezing, letting your ass push against his clothed dick. “That was so fucking beautiful.”

All you could do was moan in response, rolling your hips around. Although your heart had had a few seconds to calm down, you could feel it speeding right back up.

As he massaged you with his hands, he continued letting his thoughts turn into words. “Now I want to know how beautiful you’d look on my dick. Getting fucked right into this desk. Will you let me?” His hands ran up and down between your hips and your ass, rubbing you lightly. Almost as if he was… cherishing you?

“Mmhmm,” was all you could get out, still trying to fully recover.

“I need to hear you say it,” he barked back. “I need to hear you say yes. Say that you want this.”

“Yes, Dr. Kim,” you breathed out as harshly as you could, your response landing you another smack on the ass as he brought his hand to the back of your head to push it onto the desk and have you perfectly bent over for him.

He wasted no time, undoing his belt and letting his trousers fall to the ground, quickly pulling his cock out from his boxers to let it spring up and hit him.

He hastily threw the bottom of your skirt over your ass to reveal your panties underneath, completely soaked in the middle from the time you’d just had.

“Goddamn,” he chuckled. “All of this for me?” He rubbed his thumb up and down your slit, causing you to wince, before ripping your panties to the side. It caused them to partially rip, not that you minded. “Even prettier than I could have imagined,” he said, licking his lips and staring down at your pussy. “Fuck.”

He took one hand from you long enough to spit in it and bring it down to stroke his hardened cock. He moaned the slightest bit, touching himself while thinking of what was to come.

Using one hand to hold you down and the other to steady as he lined himself up at your entrance, he pushed in slowly, letting himself enjoy the feeling of your pussy stretching around him. He savored every last centimeter that he could get inside of you before bottoming out. A large breath escaped his lungs as he tried to stabilize himself. It was all too much of a sight to behold.

Pushing you into the table harder, he inched his way out before thrusting back in, trying to warm you up to him.

You couldn’t deny how delicious it felt. He was bigger than you were used to, and the way he had you pressed down was taking your breath away. You tingled head to toe from the sensation. It was better than anything you could have dreamed up in class- a few thrusts of his dick inside of you, and you could already confirm.

He picked up his speed inside of you as you let out a whimper, already feeling like you’d taken much more than he could give.

He railed into you relentlessly, letting out gutteral grunts and moans with each snap of his hips into yours. The sounds of it were lewd, but it only added to how you felt.

“Ahh fuck, you feel so fucking good,” he growled lowly, trying to focus enough so that he wouldn’t cum right away. “You’re taking it so fucking well.” He moved a hand up to your hair to form a pony tail that he could pull back on. “Don’t you think so?” he yelled, pulling your hair slightly back.

Surprised, you yelped, which only turned him on more. “Yes, Dr. Kim,” you managed to get out between shallow breaths. You didn’t know how much more you could take.

“You like it when your professor fucks you, don’t you? You always wanted to be used by me, huh?” he teased, thrusting into you even faster, tighter hold on your hair.

“Yes- yes, I love it,” you strained.

Something in him must have ticked because before you could process what was happening, you had been pulled up by your hair so that your back was arched, torso now fully upright. The professor now had a hold on your hair, but all the way around your waist as well to hold you up.

You felt yourself choke on your own throat from how far back your head had been tilted. The iron grab you felt from him behind you hinted that this would be something you’d have to get used to. He chuckled as you gasped for air, beginning to pound into you harder.

He admired the way you looked for him. Perfect ass slapping against him at every thrust. Your body contorted in the most unnatural shape, just because he willed it. Your face red from the blood rushing around. So perfectly behaved for him. Letting him do whatever he wanted. So willing to give it all up. He couldn’t fucking stand it anymore.

Relentlessly he growled, fucking into you harder than he had before. He could feel the sweat seeping from his brow, but it didn’t hinder him. All that mattered in this moment was using you until he couldn’t stand anymore. Each thrust into your tight pussy brought him closer and closer.

It was the hardest you’d ever been fucked. You were past the point of return. After moaning harder than you’d ever thought possible, you were officially fucked out. He kept hitting the same perfect spot over and over until all you could do was cry out and gasp for air. No thoughts anymore, just needing that second wave of relief. You clenched around him as you tried for a deep breath, quickly working your way there.

“Ahh shit,” he hissed as he felt you- pure, unadulterated, untamable lust now clouded his eyes. Something different had come over him now. He was no longer your professor. No. Now… his one purpose in life was to fuck you senseless.

“Do you have any idea how many times I’ve wanted to do this?” he spat at you, yanking your head back even harder so he could get a clear look into those pretty eyes while he rammed into you. “How many times I’ve wanted to stop in the middle of class to just bend you over and take you?! I’ve contemplated so many times if I should hold you back after class so I could talk to you. Get you to put those pretty lips on mine, ah?” He was aggressive, almost yelling out of his mind through gritted teeth. "I’ve wanted you from the very first day I fucking saw you. Last year. An entire fucking year of acting good,” a harsh pound into you, “and acting professional,” pound, “around you," pound. "But goddamn it, I just can’t do it anymore! You drive me fucking crazy, y/n! You drive me so fucking crazy!” He yelled forcefully, quickly releasing his grip on you so that you fell forward onto the table.

Your lungs sucked in as much air as possible as you had a momentary sense of relief. But within a few seconds, Dr. Kim was reaching with his hand to rotate your head around to the side, right next to his own as he’d bent himself over your body, still fucking into you with all the strength he had.

“I’ve got to fucking have you,” his voice rumbled lowly, looking into your eyes. The words alone made your pussy quiver.

'Fuck. There's no fucking way. Does he mean?...' You were sure you were going to cum any second.

“Tell me I can have you… Fucking hell, tell me I can have you,” he growled, watching you desperately. Hungrily.

You closed your eyes as they slightly rolled back in your head. “Yes… Fuckkk, yes, you can have me,” you moaned out as his thrusts became too much for you to handle.

He violently crashed his lips into yours as if he’d been starving for them this whole time- like he'd been saving his appetite for this very moment. He ate at you like you were the most delicious thing he would ever taste.

And with the perfect thrust, you felt it. The feeling that had been creeping up for so long, exploded now, leaving you in complete shambles. Cursing, moaning, throwing yourself all around, you just couldn’t control yourself any more. You tried pulling yourself back, but his mouth kept you anchored to him, resulting in you throwing all of your groans into his mouth.

You didn’t know how it couldn’t be over, but he growled as he finished fucking into you, the wet sounds of your release only adding to his pleasure. You were getting overstimulated to the point that you were sure you were going to cry.

“Ahhh,” you wailed, not able to handle it any more.

“Oh fuck, baby, fuck!” he yelled, throwing a few final, violent, thrusts into you before pulling out. He continued to moan harshly as he pumped himself in his hand, letting his cum spurt out all over your ass, covering it almost completely. He stroked it until there wasn’t a single drop left inside of him.

'Baby?' you thought, contemplating if you'd misheard him.

Once he was sure he was finished, he breathed in and out deeply, trying to catch his breath while grabbing for a few tissues on his desk. He used them to lightly clean you up while you too were still bent over, struggling to get your breath back.

As soon as you heard his pants come up and zip, you were sure he was done. You slowly used your hands to push yourself up and off the table. Your muscles twitched as you went, absolutely exhausted. You didn’t know if you’d even be able to stand on your own, let alone make it back to the dorm.

You were slow as you turned, flattening your skirt down and trying to get your footing, but failing.

“Woah, woah, take it easy,” Dr. Kim smiled happily, knowing he was the one that had done this to you. He reached his hands out for you to hold so that you could get your balance.

“Yeah, thanks,” you said, blushing while nodding downward to acknowledge his help.

You both stood for a moment, absorbing the scenery and what had actually just happened. You almost couldn’t believe it.

As if it finally registered, you were suddenly uncertain of what to do next. You ran a hand through your hair before crossing your arms over your chest. You wanted to act like you weren’t nervous, but you knew that you were failing miserably.

“Well, I should probably head out then,” you tried to play off as light-hearted, moving your body out of his way and toward the door. You couldn’t believe you were about to have to do the walk of shame… at fucking school.

“You don’t have to-” Dr. Kim started, almost too eagerly, “you don’t have to go…” he calmed himself. “If you don’t want to. If you need time to, umm.” You’d never seen him be at a loss for words like this. “Get collected and everything.”

His eyes were softer than you’d remembered. For once, he didn’t look intimidating. He looked almost… sweet?

But none of that changed the fact that you had just fucked your professor and needed to go clear your head.

“Oh,” you smiled, trying to look grateful. “I appreciate it, but I think I’m alright. I should probably go finish up on an assignment I’ve been working on for your class actually. But really, thank you,” you said, bowing your head in gratitude, about to reach for the door handle.

“Wait,” he insisted, moving closer to you. “I just wanted to say that I really did mean all the things I said about you. Regardless of whatever this was, you are so fucking brilliant. I don’t want you to think that this is why I wanted you for the position. I hope that you’ll stay on… and that we can actually work together.” You thought you could make out a plea in his tone.

“Of course I’ll stay on, Dr. Kim. I’m excited to work with you,” you smiled, realizing now that you had some kind of upper hand.

He smiled back as he took a few steps backward, letting you turn to reach for the door once more.

“Please, call me Seungmin… Except in class of course,” he winked with a chuckle as he moseyed back behind his desk.

“Alright then, Seungmin,” you annunciated teasingly, smiling at him with big, innocent eyes. “I need to get to work on that assignment, but I’ll email you later so we can find a meeting time that works for us both?"

Seungmin just rolled his eyes with an annoyed grin. “You’re getting an A, regardless of that fucking assignment. And please... just give me your number instead.”

[autisticlifelessons]

Tips from an autistic teacher about communicating with education professionals

So, some context: I taught Primary for 1 year, and had lots of interactions with parents with all kinds of concerns about their kids. I also remember being in high school and college/university and being too nervous to approach my teachers/tutors with any problems I had until the situation was dire.

For those who don't work in education, I can appreciate how needing to speak to your child's teacher about something can be intimidating, especially if your and/or your child are neurodivergent. And if you are a student, it can be equally as scary.

It's true many teachers are overworked and underpaid, but the vast VAST majority would move heaven and earth to help you. However, there are lots of things you can do to help them to help you, so here are my top tips.

Tell them ASAP if there is a problem - alerting the teacher to a problem or concern as soon as it arises gives them the chance to nip it in the bud before it becomes a big deal. If there is a bullying concern or something you don't understand, they would much rather you told them straight away so they can do something about it than have you or your child suffering in silence for weeks or months. We are generally an observant bunch and are looking out for issues, but some things do fly under the radar. Even if it's not something they can do anything about straight away - like if you think your child is showing signs of autism or adhd but they mask heavily at school - they can bear this in mind and pass it onto other relevant members of staff so it is 'flagged' up for the future.

If your issue is complicated, be sure to put it in writing - chances are you have access to a messaging service or at least an email address. Even if you have raised your concern with the teacher face to face, having it in writing is helpful for both parties. It provides a record that the issue has been raised and passed along as appropriate, and it helps remind the teacher about what has been discussed so they don't end up forgetting about it among the million other things they have to do.

Be specific - it may seem obvious, but there is no point in having a casual chat and then throwing in a bombshell at the end. Make sure to give as much relevant detail as you can about what your issue is, and if you want to raise multiple concerns then it is doubly beneficial to put them in writing.

Think about what your desired outcome is and come with a proposed solution - this is a psychological thing, apparently, but people are more likely to be sympathetic to your concerns if you can demonstrate you have thought about how you would like it resolved. If you want your child put forward for an autism assessment, make sure you actually say this. If you know you are going to be late handing in an assignment but can give your teacher an alternative date you will hand it in, tell them this. I can't guarantee they will always be able to fulfil it, but knowing what you would like to change or happen makes it much easier to sort things out rather than just guessing.

IF THERE'S SOMETHING GOING ON OUTSIDE OF SCHOOL THAT'S HAVING A NEGATIVE IMPACT, TELL THEM!!! - I CANNOT stress this enough, especially when it comes to little ones or neurodivergent children who may have limited means of both communication and emotional regulation. Being hungry, tired, stressed etc can have an enormous impact on behaviour/ability to learn. Even a simple message or email giving the heads up your child has had a poor night's sleep because the house flooded or whatever and might be a bit grumpy that day can be a huge help to the teacher, who as a result of having this information will be in a better position to be patient with a child who is struggling. For bigger life changes such as divorce, birth of a new sibling etc, this is even more important so that your child's teacher and the school can, if necessary, put measures in place to support your child through this transition. Communication really is key.

Remember to be kind and considerate - teachers are humans and make mistakes like everyone else. Equally, there are many circumstances they have to deal with that are totally out of their control and frustrate them just as much as they do you. As I said at the beginning, the vast majority want to help you and/or your child in any way they can, and being kind can make what is a very stressful job just that little bit less.

So, there you have it! I hope these tips gave you an idea for how to communicate with teachers effectively.

Oh, here's 1 more bonus tip - if you have anything to ask that is more than just a quick question, be sure to schedule a meeting with the teacher to ensure they can devote enough time to deal with your issue. Catching them at the beginning or end of the school day generally isn't a good idea as they're very chaotic times and they likely have other meetings/appointments/deadlines they will be thinking about.

Your support is much appreciated xx

[alistairian]

Someone in my stats class sent a class-wide email calling the teacher incompetent and disorganized and that they were willing to take the issue up with the school or something, and I keep hearing other students muttering about how confusing the material is and how they don't get it, and during our first quiz one girl snapped at the teacher for "not giving enough notice" when the time was running up to which the teacher pointed out that uh, you are writing this quiz using a computer, which has the time in the corner, and we all knew it was a 30min quiz, and she did give notice, and she also gave us an extra 15min....

And I'm so confused like???

- you can't rely exclusively on lectures to pass this course, most classes are like this, this is normal.

- the prof clearly stated you should expect to do 3 hours of practice/review for each lecture we have. Whether or not you actually do this is not her responsibility.

- the prof posts chapter summaries AND lecture slides with examples and step by step. These are extremely accessible.

- in addition to this there is also a textbook. If the prof's explanations don't work for you, try the textbook, you already paid for it in order to do the assignments.

- if you actually used these resources and are still confused (EVERYTHING we needed to know for the quiz was in the chapter summaries) then the school offers both free tutoring and a maths and stats centre where you can basically drop in anytime you want to get help from other profs.

- we're also allowed cheat sheets for every quiz/test? People came in with like 3 things written on theirs but they're still confused about the material? You wrote down the 3 things you understood?

Like goddamn, you can't come for someone's job when you've put in zero effort to improve your situation. You can't demand accomodation while refusing all accomodations/resources that are already available to you. You can't expect other adults to take your concerns seriously when you refuse any and all responsibility.

Oh and the prof has a thick accent, so of course the email-sender also thinks she's too blunt and short in her responses.

Idk it's one thing to admit you're struggling and reach out to others to try and make like a study group or something but to just full on try to stage a mutiny BEFORE we even wrote the first quiz? (Which wasn't even that hard?)

[goldieballerina]

we made it to the midterm!! things i've learned since starting college

under the cut because it got really long

you're going to get locked out

you're going to forget your towel when you go to shower

make sure your professors know you -- office hours, emails, and answering questions during class are great ways of doing this

everyone says not to take 8ams. you might be able to. this is a personal thing

everyone told me i would learn to like coffee in college while pulling all nighters. i haven't had coffee and i haven't pulled an all-nighter.

homework may be assigned a week or so before it's due. if you start working on it the day it's assigned, you can stop and start when you get bored without worrying about having to power through to submit on time

^^ this is true for nearly every assignment format

if you have to write a paper or something, get your first draft down as soon as possible and then shut the document. open it the next day to start editing and refining

don't use easybib for bibliographies, they make you disable your adblocker and then it's like unusable (check if your school gives access to noodletools, and if not, gdocs has a fairly good citation thing under "tools")

clubs are fun and generally low-commitment! go to some! you can join halfway through the semester if you want! they can have nothing at all to do with your major and are a good way to unwind a little

sports games are similar! and i say this as someone who isn't a big sports fan, but see if you get free student tickets and check out a game (i watched my first hockey game last weekend and it was super cool)

you're going to have to download so many apps (some of them you will use all the time, some will be useless. download them all and then delete the ones that don't work)

same thing with discord servers

make sure you have some way of scanning things into pdfs

don't assume anything in your dorm room is clean until you've cleaned it yourself

get snack clips (i haven't done this and i need to)

your professors are human and are generally very understanding that sometimes Life happens and you can't make it to class, need to leave early, or miss an assignment deadline (they will likely be even more understanding if you have made yourself known to them and/or stayed on top of attendance and classwork)

don't skip class if you can help it (yes it will be tempting. no don't)

there are people there to help you academically, mentally, and physically -- use these resources!

i never work on calc homework alone anymore - i go to the tutoring center so that when i have a question i can put my hand up and get it answered instead of getting frustrated

if you type your notes keep them all in one doc so you can ctrl-f for keywords when studying easily (use heading to keep track of which days/topics they are)

you're going to make friends, it just kind of happens

check out what events might be happening where you can do cool things/get free stuff or food (my uni has therapy dogs come once a month and my friends and i always go)

if your school has a bus that goes off-campus, figure out where it stops and make use of it for things you need but can't get on-campus

eat vegetables (sometimes this gets away from me)

stay up to date on vaccinations

giving blood is a great way to get free food and sometimes other rewards

call the people you care about

figure out where you like to study

try to stay on speaking terms with your roommate

if you carry a reusable water bottle, wash it regularly

pick a random time you have free to do laundry (everyone wants to do it on sundays - figure out a time where you have a 2-3 block of free time and do it then)

don't go to parties alone and especially don't get drunk/high at parties alone

you can take a deep breath and shut your computer off if you need to

if you have a lofted bed get a shelf to clamp onto the side (especially if you have glasses and things you like to keep right next to your bed)

keep on top of washing your bedding and towels

you can say no to dates you don't want to go on

time flies, i know that's a cliche but it genuinely feels like i've blinked and made it here

you can do it

[that-aspiring-academic]

Study & Grades Update -

Given that I have a test next week on Factoring, as well as a whole day of Robotics volunteering, a build course, and some English assignments I wanted to make a plan for my day. I, unfortunately, didn’t get it all done but that’s just what happens sometimes. Taking breaks is good, burnout’s a killer and I can’t afford to get back into a slump again.

(Side note - this ended up being 2 days in a row so, yeah)

What I wanted to get done for my schoolwork:

My robotics team assignment

1.5 of math work (factorization, LCM, etc.)

Essay (independent study)

My PE work (late)

What I ended up getting done (yesterday):

The robotics team assignment

45 minutes of math *

Thesis on the essay (rough draft)

Completed English slanted-writing poetry assignment

What I ended up getting done (today):

30 minutes of math **

Reworked Thesis statement

Robotics volunteer hours scheduling

* honestly really disappointed in myself with this, but I don’t think it could have been helped. I don’t know what questions I need to do and I can’t remember a single thing about factor/factoring/factorization (so many similar names for different things T.T)

** still mad at myself for this. I was procrastinating on essentially everything today; self care, schoolwork, etc. I got my parents to ask me questions from my textbook and see if my answers were correct which showed a startling issue with my ability to factor & to do factorization if there’s no example question. Takeaway is; I got confused and I’m still confused.

GRADES UPDATE -

So, while I was finishing typing this, my updates grades came in. Essentially there’s only 2 things we get graded on; our workbooks & our unit tests (not quizzes even though we still see how we did on those). My math grades are still shit, but my workbook submission for unit 2 bumped my grade up by 10% so I’m not technically failing anymore!!!! (I’m at a 58.6%, still bad but better than before)

I am a bit confused as to why I only got 90/100 on my workbook rather than 100/100 as I got last unit, but it might have something to do with me doing less of the non-essential questions or showing less work? There was no note in the email or in the physical book and I’d rather not ask my teacher just because I don’t feel like I understand enough of how she does her grading for me to properly argue my mark.

My test on unit 2 is sometime this week, probably tomorrow but I don’t know, so wish me luck!!!!

The next unit is graphing, so hopefully that ends up boosting my grade to around a 65%, and then the midterms to boost it further if possible, and both those tests (unit 3 - graphing, and the midterms) are probably going to be in November so hopefully I figure stuff out a bit more by then!

Lastly, and I’m really sorry for how long this has become, due to financial reasons I’m probably not going to end up doing Kumon. I’m fairly disappointed by this but there’s not much I can do.

I don’t have a job (legally can’t really yet) and it’s 190$ a month, as well as the fact that my mom isn’t sold on the fact that they won’t help me with my current math problems until I get past all my current issues, something that the tutor estimated would take around 6 months at 2 sheets per day.

Honestly I think it would really help but it is what it is, so I’m going to be attempting to just Khan Academy my way through the Kumon Method by myself! (This is going to be a challenge, chat)

Thank you to everyone that reached out for your advice and kindness :]

[bh-writingdump]

Change of Revenue

Oakland, Chapter 2 Part 1

Far from your grumpy roommates, you nestle yourself in a cubicle off to the side in the library you reserved. A tiny sound proof room big enough to sit in with a small office chair but if you lean back too far, risk hitting the door. Some call it claustrophobic.

You call it home.

Your own room doesn’t even have a deadbolt. The Man Behind the Desk is the sort who couldn’t care less if you shot up, smoked, fucked or recorded porn. All he cared about were 3 things.

Accurate check-ins/-outs

Cleaning up

If you can’t, then fess up immediately.

It’s surprising this place hadn’t got shut down. No cameras inside. No accountability.

Yet, you’d never come into a cubicle that had more than a few eraser bits.

Rumor has it the addicts give the Man Behind the Desk a heads up. The only rooms you’d ever smelt a hint of smoke have a massive fume hood and an on switch. Honestly, with how much it takes up, you find yourself avoiding that one, you had your limits but it’d been a few years since anyone OD-ed since the library got the cubicles so you couldn’t be too miffed at the loss of the 4 at the end of the hall.

You wish you were smoking a joint today. It’s hot enough that you could use the edge off. Unfortunately, the bastard college calls for its sacrifice and you needed learn the cursed material.

With a borrowed library laptop, you boot up the decade old keester. Your rations recently included new pencils. Those of which you immediately chewed up into “shadows of their former selves” as your tutor would say.

It’s strange thinking of a time when you’d have to pay for college classes. Most of the entry level ones you got through the local community college. A bare bones school that helps you take out the basic general credits. It gets you up to speed to college level courses prior to taking them at out-of-town schools. Then you get help transitioning into online classes if you plan on sticking in Oakland.

Nobody’s sure how tens of thousands of dollars get missed but sure as hell the people of Oakland don’t mind. Without the little clerical error, you wouldn’t have a chance in hell getting any higher education.

It’s when you hear a knock at the door, so lost in thought, you scream at the sight of your tutor deadpan staring at you through the narrow window in the door.

In cyan magic, ey writes in near perfect calligraphy, “I wrote an email.” Like that explained why ey was here and not on the computer screen.

Ey rolls eir eyes, walking off. It’s surreal seeing em standing there. Sure, you’d seen em the one time but that had to be months ago at least. In school months, it felt like decades passed. Even while on the lap top, there’d be days that it was just eir voice. Ey became a legless, shapeless, certainly not the type to pair a sharp blood red blazer over black dress that flowed like water off a fish’s back.

It's then you realized you gaze dropped all the way down to eir feet. When you come up, you could’ve sworn eir cheeks became flush with that cyan magic but it passes so quickly you’re not sure if you imagined it.

Ey wordlessly turns on the heel of eir combat books, marching like few would through a silent library.

“Keep it down, twinkle toes.” The Man Behind the Desk hollers, only to be shushed by a horde of prairie dog monster librarians.

“What? We don’t need no stompers.”

A pen and paper sign in sheet hangs above the door. Marked for this timeslot, the note makes you smile. “6’2” Student and tutor… you know you can call me my moniker. I wouldn’t be offended.”

The door closes behind the tutor.

You peak in. You’d never taken one of the reserved rooms. If the coffee shops closed, people flock to the meeting rooms with their superb AC units. It’s said that you can crank them down below freezing until a certain someone tried to make a mini-ice rink.

Though, you can’t get over the reservation note. Something about it didn’t add up. Was it the way ey phrased it?

“Was there… a specific assignment?”

You realize you were staring off into space again. “Yeah the..”

Then it hits you like a thunderbolt.

“How do you know how tall I am?”

The mathematician smirks. “Do you remember the stroll we took several months ago?”

So that’s what we’re calling it?

“Sure.”

“Remember how we went through the forest? You nearly poked your eye out with a branch.”

“I did?” You raise a brow.

Ey nods sagely. Ey definitely remembered more than you did. Most days come up with spark notes for you and a few images. Unless particularly remarkable you usually forget things like that.

“… that’s how you found out?”

“’I measured the stick from prong to base, then I measured its base to the point where you had to be standing. Honestly, I thought you’d be taller.”

Your jaw drops open.

Did ey… go back and measure dirt and sticks just to get your height? Why?

“Damn.”

“I’m not stalking you.”

The indignance in eir expression to the haughty glare as if ey expected you to fight em for something so benign nearly makes you laugh. Instead, you gasp, “Who knew all this math was good for something.”

Ey coincidently took that about as well as you thought. “Of course it does! What you’re currently learning even more so! Let’s say you wanted to calculate the length of a fence but you were only given here-here-here and—”

“I believe you, I believe you.” You wave a white piece of paper like a flag with a lowercase-i on it. “I give, oh wait look at that… Is that an imaginary number.”

Your tutor huffs, dropping back in eir chair. “I’m glad that sunk in. Do you recall how to calculate a polynomial with a x-intercept that’s an imaginary number?”

You can imagine the color draining from your face. “uh… magic?” Sparks of indigo rise form your thumbs.

It’s then that ey unloads an assortment of Tupperwears.

The stupid grin is impossible to wipe from your dumb mug. “I like your collection. Who’s your supplier?”

The little mathematician’s brow twitches like a Giger counter reacting to radiation. “An anonymous donor.” Eir usual patten sneer weakens by the presence of a certain Tupperwear wrapped in a paper bag. “You know everyone in this town, yes?”

“Yeah?” You chuckle.

“Do you know whom would bombard me this provocative container?” you unwrap it, already knowing what’s inside but then it strikes you. “You don’t know who it is?”

“No! Of course not, they run away before I can catch a glimpse of them.”

“You barely open your door.” You mutter.

“What was that?”

“Nothing.” You sit up a little straighter. You didn’t remember giving em that Tupperwear in particular. You were certain when you’d drunkenly put together that cake that you’d grabbed a flower Tupperwear. Instead, you grabbed the one you most definitely shouldn’t give to a tutor. It’d been a day you had to rush over. How you managed to deliver it without recognizing it’s phallic shape, you will never know.

“Nope. Don’t know anybody who’d deliver that intentionally.”

Ey shakes eir head. “If I find them, I’ll..” Ey clenches eir fists and you suddenly feel like the heat spiked in the usually freeing room, ey listlessly gestures, “who’s to say what I might do but I’d hate to get my hands dirty.”

Damn, definitely ding-dong ditching from now on.

“Speaking of tight situations, any chance we can speed this one up? My mechanic is almost done, I don’t like to leave them waiting.”

“We’ll finish when we finish, unless you’d like to finish another day?”

You wild, welp, it was worth a shot. You pull out few worksheets from class.

Distantly, someone cries out. You tense a moment, only for a crowd of blue polos to swarm the location of the commotion of books flying. You relax back into your chair. Since every able-bodied person started taking shifts at with the de-escalation force, it made little fusses at the library a thing of the past.

Almost anyone could sign up force the class and take a shift. Usually, it was the same mid-age folk who did it. They’d probably be escorting he person to the side to cool down with some water and snacks.

“I wasn’t aware the library had a prison.”

“A what?” You watch a lady who works at the local diner get escorted to the backroom. Her hair covered in something orange. Part way they pause as she pounds on a polo shirt’s arm who was escorting her.  “Have you ever been here? They’re helping her.”

“Does she look helped?”

You look back. The polo shirt sits beside the woman, talking to her as she sobs. The other polos disperse while the two of them chat on the floor.

“Umm yeah?”

Ey stares like it doesn’t quite add up. “This… this is what they do?”

The woman pants into a paper bag, gripping the polo’s arm in a death grip.

“Not always. Sometimes it’s just listening. This is a little more dramatic than it usually is.” You return back to looking over the worksheet.

“’And they won’t expel them from the premises?”

“Course not. Polos just wanna make sure their alright. I think that’s.. Pop.. she’ll probably stay an hour more. You don’t know a true carnivore until you see what Pop can do to a mystery novel.” You think back to the array of book recommendations she’d had given you when you gave the vague impression that you might read a mystery novel if given the right one. “Woman can devore 3 of them a week from what I’ve heard.”

Ey nods but the further in the session the two got, the more ey kept looking to where the Pop sat. “Think of zeros like x + h = 0.” Ey murmurs, not even looking at the page as ey points. 

“No comprendo, por favor.”

Ey writes it, this time as an example. Ooooh, so it is an x-intercept. That’s so fucking weird you relax your grip on the table. Where your hands once were, little finger shaped grooves are stamped into the table.

“Shit, Man Behind the Desk is gonna get a kick out of this.” You sigh. Then he’ll probably ask you to be on the basketball team again. How many times do you have a tell someone that no matter how tall you are, your depth perception will counteract that?

Part way through the problem, eir handwriting gets far more scribbly and ey no longer explains as ey goes.

“Uh.. why’s the four there again?”

Eir gestures at the line previous toward an eight and a 1/2 .

“What? It’s addition? Multiplication.”

Eir nods.

The two of you keep working through it. Sometimes when the little mathematician is in the zone ey isn’t the biggest talker. You fall into a comfortable rhythm, asking questions as ey does problems.

When it’s finally your turn, your hand comes away from the table this time with no dents.

Thank fuck for small miracles.

You set to work. Your pen dancing across the page as somehow all the practice comes together.

There’s a knock at the door.

.

[Oakland Ch2, pg1] cont -->

[indigostudies]

03.01.2024 | week 1/10

- today was very busy with classes starting up! i had three of my four classes today (two language classes and a linguistics class), and i'm very excited—despite the longer walk this quarter, my classes are all interesting and academically rigorous, so it's perfect for me. - my psycholinguistics course is going to be largely reading research papers and discussing them in class, with each student required to lead two discussions minimum. it's a combined grad/undergrad course, and grad students are required to do a literature review, but undergrads can do it as well for extra credit—which is exactly what i plan on doing! - my two language courses both have less than six people—about half the size of my chinese class last quarter. on the one hand, it's unfortunate that i don't get more people to practice with, but on the other hand, this way it's less overwhelming, which i appreciate. i have the same prof for this chinese course as i did for the last one, which is lovely, because we already know each other (i also know everyone else in the class, since they also continued on from last quarter) and i'm more comfortable. - i finally gave up on duolingo and deleted it, partially because of the recent news about them laying off original writers in favour of AI, and partially because............honestly i didn't really use it. i mostly just logged in once a day to keep my streak going, but with how the app has gone in the past few years, i figured it wasn't worth the bother. i can find better resources, without ads, elsewhere. - i also cancelled my dot subscription, because i 1. don't have that kind of money forever, and 2. i realised that by the time my subscription runs out in november, i'll already be advanced enough to not need it—by a lot, if i get accepted into my summer study abroad programme. i can get just as good practice reading webnovels, and those actually interest me—i already have to read dry articles for my tutoring sessions, so i don't see any reason to bother adding extra work on that front. - did two modules in the mango korean and kazakh courses. unfortunately, with my roommates, i can't record myself a lot of the time, but i listen extra and mutter the words under my breath, which seems to do the trick. - did my first chapter quiz for chinese, one out of three of my turkish assignments, signed up for discussion leading and introduced myself in my psycholinguistics course, and emailed my prof's grad student to ask her about her research on csl, and if i could possibly take part in it, and if not, if she had any resources for learning csl. also, emailed my prof to let her know i wanted to do the extra credit. (so many emails today T^T)

[jellyluchi]

I had a dream about Erik!! And gosh it was so cute I need to gush about him here 😭💞 he was my tutor or some academic advisor or whatever it is called when someone looks over your school notes and assignments and makes comments on them to answer your questions and he kept making super cute comments on mine

It was all in my iPad where I took notes and answered class work questions or something and he has access to them idk why there were some cute writing passages about my appearance or just something about me looking pretty in a dress and he left a comment with an arrow that said "very accurate description" JXKSND hs was so flirty !! I was just showing my cousin the cute stuff he left !

I developed a really huge crush on him and even sent him a kong formal letter confessing how I felt 😭I had no idea if he liked me that way and I was so nervous I was just harassing this dude with flirty notes and emails I sent him this cute little email about an artwork I saw of two cats and said "this is us"

I was going to open his reply to said email before I woke up! I was super excited bc I didn't know much about him outside academia I only knew he lives in a super tall rich ppl building at the very top probably I didn't even know if it was Erik but I had the feeling that it was???

In the dream or maybe irl idk anymore it's very weird in my brain I had some nsfw daydreams about seeing him in his big building JXKSND and was hoping he'd like me back 😭💞

nsfw daydreams from my dream under the cut

I dreamt (?) that I was thinking about seeing him in his office in the long building where he lives and making out on his lap at his desk good lord and then it got heated and I'm sure I was naked below the waist and so was he and I'm p sure there was some riding action going on AHHHXJSNX But it was also like watching yourself get pounded in third person pov either way he has a very nice dick helpcksjfn

[peachyteabuck]

please explain your planner system!!! i’m in desperate need of getting my college life together

i would be HONORED to explain my planner system

a disclaimer: this is what works for me. there are tons of other options out there, but this is what i've found is the easiest to keep up with. admitting what doesn't work is more important than forcing something to work.

the ~planner system~:

google calendar: this is the most important one, and is what i treat as my "bible" for what i need to be doing and when. pd? in the gcal. meeting up with friends? in the gcal. due date? in the gcal. the key thing is, everything in my life has its own calendar that has its own specific color.

so job A has a specific color, my tutoring job has a specific color, my competitions have a specific color, etc. not only does this make seeing what my day/week looks like super easy, but it makes it easier to assign things certain colors when they're added.

for example, i'm part of a union which gives me access to professional development sessions. when i RSVP'd, i immediately put them into my calendar and assigned them to my union calendar.

my partner and i also share our respective master calendars, which makes it easy to know where they are, when they'll be home, etc. so i can plan dates ahead of time and merely propose going on the date, instead of asking them what days they're free.

daily planner: i technically have two, one that i use for bujo spreads and one i use for daily to do lists that are less aesthetic-y. this is usually where i plan my day the night before and break it up based on what needs to be done and where (e.g. i cannot prep my lunch for the next day while at school, i have to be home). it's also where i put anything that needs to be done, and i mean EVERYTHING. even if it's asking someone a question or just sending an email.

this is also helpful if i'm coworking with a friend that day, so im not doing things somewhere else that could be done at a different time. i try not to treat myself like a capitalist, but i do want to make sure i'm doing things efficiently enough that i'm not overwhelmed at the end of the day.

weekly planner: where i sketch out more in depth what needs to be done on what week, such as due dates, teaching, following up on emails, packages, etc. my weekly planner also has a habit tracker, so i add on 6 additional, week-specific goals that are different from my monthly habit tracker.

monthly habit tracker: the man, the myth, the legend. has about 20 habits i want to do every day, habits i want to do weekly, and monthly goals. i fill in the dots of what i do in one color, and the days i don't do those habits in black. especially helpful for my bad, sad brain that likes to beat me up if i feel like i'm not doing "enough" of the things i want to do. the habits range from meds i take every day (or every other day), to things i do do relax, to my study habits, to cleaning.

there's more to my strategy but this is the planner aspect!!

[aihumanizerpro]

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[harrison-abbott]

In my third year at university I was assigned to a tutor called Dr Allen for a group project. Psychology was my degree. The project consisted of running an experiment that Dr Allen had created. I was part of a group of five or so other students who would recruit participants to do the experiment, in order to collect data from them. Anyway, we went along to Dr Allen’s room for the first time. I’d seen him give lectures before but had never ‘met’ him as it were. He approached his office with a mug of tea and he was wearing sandals (for some reason; this being Aberdeen, Scotland: a very cold city).

Then we sat in his office. Where he told us a bit about his experiment. Except … he didn’t, really, tell us about the experiment. It seemed convoluted and baffling. The basic concepts were that we were supposed to recruit female participants. And measure their BMI, alongside the locations of food, dotted around the campus. Hmm. This was something to do with an increased BMI correlating with enhanced memory for the location of food. If that makes sense?

It didn’t quite make sense to us at the time, because Dr Allen didn’t explain it so well. Towards the end of the meeting he said, “You’re not asking any questions as a group. You need to ask questions.” So I popped up and said, “What’s the hypothesis of the experiment?” And all he said was, “You tell me. What is a hypothesis?” And so we were left, as a group, not quite knowing what this project was all about. Alongside the instructions that we were supposed to start recruiting people and running the experiment with them.

First, we had to meet up again – not with Dr Allen, on our own – and go through a data sample that Allen had set up for us. As well as a list of instructions that he’d emailed us, that we had to feed into the statistical software. So we all met up one morning to do the stat stuff, keen to get to work on the material. And then Dr Allen didn’t send us the data. He sent us about 4000 words worth of instructions, but not the data file. He just forgot about it.

That wasn’t the first forgetful thing he did. For one thing, when we finally had the data set up, and were ready to start experimenting – there was a glitch on the software that ran the experiment. So, the paradigm was basically broken, and wouldn’t work. We all emailed Allen, in a panic, that we basically couldn’t start.

He never responded to our emails for about five days. Throughout which we were losing time, because we needed to start collecting data. And had the deadline for the eventual report in the middle of the semester. So we lost all of that time.

Moreover, we could only recruit lady participants for the experiment, because Allen only wanted females for it. And, umm, I didn’t have many lady friends. (Lol.) Which kinda cut the data possibility by 50%.

When I did get some ladies in that I knew, the software again failed. They had done the experiment – but then the system crashed, and the data was lost.

I emailed Allen with the results that I had. And he said to me, “Are you saying that you have data from only eight people, Harrison?” So I panicked, again, thinking I was in trouble, explaining that the system had crashed on me, remember? He never responded to my email. And I was left wondering whether he was grumpy or not.

He was, grumpy, the next time we all met him in his office. Not just with me but the whole group. And he swore a lot. Not in an angry way – he just tended to use curse words. Fucking and fuck. Casually. Which I didn’t really expect from a top academic.

There were several of these one on one meetings with Allen. And I can honestly say that it was only on the final meet up with him that we, as a group, finally understood the concept of the experiment. For weeks we had been running the experiment without a full comprehension of the task. And it took that long for us to ‘get it’ in the end.

Moreover, the experiment did ask personal questions of the participants. It asked about their sex life (if they had had sex in the recent year – though not in those exact words); and about whether they were on contraception. And I remember several of the ladies going ‘Oh, jeepers,’ when they answered the questions. It made me feel like it was me asking these questions, when it was Allen who designed it all.

Urgh. Anyway. At the end of it all I was thoroughly spent. And I submitted the report. Not expecting to get a good grade on it at all ... I just wanted to submit the thing and be done with it. Surprisingly, I got a B. I thought I would get a low C but I got an upper B. So that was some relief. Although, one of the girls who was in my group did get a low C herself: and I remember she was so mad about it because of Allen’s complete lack of involvement throughout the project. How unhelpful he had been. I agreed.

It reminded me of another time when I was speaking with another tutor in the psychology department. He was saying that many of the Drs and Professors – many ‘big academics’ – are quite egotistical people. Because they are very clever. They had large egos.

I believe this had some truth when it came to Dr Allen. He was very clever. Okay, but, he might have helped us out a bit more with our project? We needed guidance from him. He only gave it in small, half bothered doses. And he didn’t seem to care that he kept us waiting and so on, didn’t care about all of the examples above ^.

That girl who got the low C. I felt bad for her. That was Sarah; she was a friend of mine.

But in the end she got a good grade on her degree. So this one crummy score didn’t stop her from a good degree overall.

[bloggergaurang]

The Impact of ChatGPT and AI Tools on Education and Jobs in 2025

AI is everywhere these days, right? From the apps on your phone to the email inbox, it has changed the way we live, learn, and work. No, and I mean no, we’ve not been discussing the cool self-driving car or the cat-scaring robot vacuum. The most impressive AI advancement in recent history has been ChatGPT, and, mark my words- it’s decidedly not a folly chatbot. It aims to revolutionize education and jobs, and, understandably, that could be shocking; so let's buckle up and look at how AI tools like ChatGPT will change the game by the time we reach 2025. What’s the Buzz About ChatGPT and AI?

ChatGPT, which automates the human processing of conversation by understanding and generating human like text. Essentially it’s your super smart digital friend somewhere that’s always there to answer the questions, write your essay, take public notes for you and even offer career advice. It won’t have your back as you wait for your kid’s lunch, but it might have your back so you skip it if you’re stuck on that essay.

ChatGPT is not a new thing, and it’s not a fad, it’s not a passing trend. ChatGPT can do so much in education, in the workplace, everywhere. In education, it’s helping to personalize learning experiences for students, and in jobs, it’s increasing productivity, automating repetitive tasks, yes, and even making your job easier – but it’s not here to fully replace (at least not yet…)How AI is Changing Education

Alright, let’s talk about education. You know that feeling when you’re sitting in a class, and the teacher moves on to the next topic while you’re still trying to figure out what just happened? AI tools like ChatGPT are here to make sure that never happens again.

1) Personalized Learning for Every Student

What if you had your own personal tutor always available, 24/7? No, it’s not a dream, it’s ChatGPT! The AI tool is available to explain complex topics, ask and answer questions and give you help when you need it with your homework. Even AI can help you get going if your brain isn't firing on (wake) all cylinders in the morning (true story!). It’s like a tutor who doesn’t judge you for missing your 8 a.m. class.

No matter what it is you want to learn, ChatGPT’s tailoring of assistance to your speed make it a perfect tool for increasing your knowledge or problem solving. It’s your personal assistant in a world where there is no “one size fits all” about learning.

2) Helping Teachers Work Smarter (Not Harder)

There's a lot for teachers to juggle. She grades papers, she plans lessons, she herds students who sometimes act as if they were ‘just’ sugared up… It’s no easy feat. It is here where AI comes into play. ChatGPT and other AI tools perform some grunt work on your behalf, like grading, putting assignments in order, even providing feedback. It’s kind of like giving teachers a superpower, only without the cape (because, you know: capes in the classroom can be dangerous).

This doesn’t guarantee teachers will be replaced by robots, far from it. Teachers will have more time to focus on what they do best: creating those “aha!” moments, that make learning unforgettable, while engaging with students.

3) Real-Time Help and Access for Everyone

What is life for a student living in a remote village, without quality education? And now consider ChatGPT as your classroom companion, to reach out to whenever you might need. With AI, education is becoming more accessible — even for those in places where access to high quality schooling might be scarce. By the time AI tools like ChatGPT are solidly becoming part of education in 2025, we will have equally accessible education for all the students of the world.

AI in Jobs: The Good, the Bad, and the Opportunities

Okay, now onto jobs. We’ve all heard the rumors: “AI is going to steal our jobs!” While that may sound like something out of a sci-fi movie, the reality is a bit more… nuanced. Let’s break it down.

1) Job Automation – AI’s Efficiency

ChatGPT, though, is really good at repetitive tasks. Imagine the amount of repetitive drudgery you did everyday at work – replying to the same emails, filing information, creating presentations that you just know won’t be looked at. Well, guess what? AI can handle that for you. It’s like an overly qualified intern who needs no coffee break. Customer support chatbot, generating written content, and data analysis are all things that can be handled by ChatGPT with minimum effort.

But here’s the catch: Some of these repetitive jobs will be eventually being taken over by AI. Take, for example, customer service agents, who may be replaced by chatbots; writers, fighting with AI to churn out content. Kind of scary to think about but also kind of fun to think about it in terms of how much more creative, strategic time we’ll have.

2) Creating New Jobs with AI

But don’t worry yet – that same AI won’t be just taking jobs away. It’s also creating them. As more and more industries incorporate AI people who are able to create, manage, and maintain the system will be in high demand. You could be designing the next AI tool or training a chatbot to handle customer inquiries, like tracking late deliveries.

By 2025, industries such as tech, healthcare, marketing, and finance will have more need than ever for AI professionals. Therefore, if one is thinking of changing career or upskilling, it may not be a bad time to get into the AI related fields then.

3) Human-AI Collaboration – The Dynamic Duo

Here’s the secret: AI and humans don’t have to wage war. They can be teammates. What if we imagined that we live in a world where AI is responsible for dealing with the top of the totem pole: boring emails, scanning this off the CW, sorting it and then letting the human do the creative side, like create marketing campaigns that actually sound different? That is exactly what ChatGPT sort of does, and similar AI tools. They’re not here to take your place, they’re here to take the fat off your workload and make it more exciting for you. It’s the dream team!

For example, in marketing AI can review customer data and generate reports, and humans can breathe life into this data by creating targeted campaigns. AI can help doctors with diagnosis in health care, but it is human doctors who make those critical decisions.

What’s Next for AI in 2025?

Around in the year 2025, we expect AI to be even more permeated in our education and jobs. Don’t worry the robots aren’t coming for your job…at least not yet (unless you happen to be a robot). AI will be used to help you learn better, to work smarter (and spend a few minutes less on work) and even to have some free time. The point is for us to give up the race versus it and understand how to work with it.

Conclusion

AI drives the future of both education and jobs. Using tools like ChatGPT, education is getting more and more personalized, while in the work place, AI is freeing up time for us to do other more important stuff. The idea is not to replace people with it but to create a partnership by making use of people with AI’s power to enhance the potential of human kind.

It’s time to embrace the AI revolution whether you’re a student, trying to ace that test or a worker, trying to keep pace with the pace of change. You know what the future is bright? Most are AI powered possibilities.

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[curbie]

The fall semester of my Junior year of college is upon me, and it will probably be the most hectic and busy semester I’ll ever go through.

First of all, I am a research assistant in two labs, which I honestly don’t think will be… terrible… but it ultimately depends on my responsibilities. One of the labs I’m a part of this semester is one I was a part of last spring semester, so I already know what I have to do. From what I’ve heard, we’re just going to have some post-grad workshops and info sessions, and I’ll *maybe* get the chance to run some experiments. I’m a psych major btw. So if this is anything like last semester, it will probably be less stressful than it sounds. The second one I am in is one I got from cold emailing a professor that runs a lab closer to what I want to study in grad school (Social Psychology), and I’m pretty excited about it! However, I have no idea what to expect. I hope there will be some assignments that involve reading research papers; it’s usually pretty fun to see whats going on in the field of academia (especially when I have no idea what the hell they are talking about).

I am also going to be a TA this semester for Statistics in Psychology, which was a class I did pretty well in for the most part. I’m kinda excited, but also nervous because I’m not the best at tutoring and explaining how to do stuff. I just kinda… do it, and I do what makes logical sense in my brain. The thing is, when I try to help someone in, I try to make the concept make sense through my own logical point of view, which normally ends in me spewing a bunch of nonsense that makes sense to me, but not the other person. I feel like I’m being a bit harsh on myself though, as my friends have told me that I’m a good teacher and that I explain things well. Hopefully that manifests in being a TA :P but I also have to do things like grade papers and partake in an undergraduate teaching class (which is supposedly easy).

Of course, I have all of my actual course work, which I surprisingly haven’t mentioned just yet in a post all about my future prospects for this semester. I think I picked a lot of good classes, but they also seem a bit heavy on studying though. As long as I don’t have to take any terrible online tests, I should be fine. My beef with online exams will never be rivaled.

Lastly, I plan on studying abroad for the next semester! While this seems like a really fun thing to look forward to, what comes with it is applying to 10 quintillion scholarships with the hope that I don’t have to worry about going bankrupt while abroad. And that means I have to write 10 quintillion essays. Hooray.

I think I’ll be fine though. All of this will be super duper worth it in the long run, and I won’t regret any of it. I just need to be productive, which is much easier said than done unfortunately.

Unrelated current favorite song of the day: https://open.spotify.com/track/5Q2FUi0fzevbUYzVqy37Cv?si=FDXt2C6NSOaJTVWlDoDQVA

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