#International Seminar

[navinsamachar]

Seminar-Workshop : होम स्टे योजना का लाभ तब जब करे भुतहा गांवों को आबाद...

-भुतहा गांवों को गोद लेकर होगी होम स्टे योजना की परिकल्पना साकार: प्रो. बागरी -कुमाऊं विवि के वाणिज्य विभाग द्वारा आयोजित दो दिवसीय राष्ट्रीय संगोष्ठी का मुख्य अतिथि पद्मश्री यशोधर मठपाल ने किया शुभारंभ नवीन समाचार, नैनीताल, 9 अक्टूबर 2023 (Seminar-Workshop)। कुमाऊं विश्वविद्यालय के वाणिज्य विभाग की ओर से आयोजित दो दिवसीय राष्ट्रीय संगोष्ठी का सोमवार को विवि के देवदार हॉल स्वामी विवेकानंद भवन में…

[drmullaadamali]

दो दिवसीय अंतरराष्ट्रीय संगोष्ठी : 21वीं सदी में श्रीमद्भागवत गीता की

प्रासंगिकता

[doomduck]

A wild yuzu spotted at haneda airport this afternoon...

[darkwood-sleddog]

urg. multiple DTIMA (dog trainers in my area) of various sides of the training debate are holding jor/pulling sport seminars and guess who has experience in these sports??? none of them.

[inthewaytoamultilinguallife]

I love my anxiety because it's like, i know that from this June to, idk, 2 years from now? i will be working with one person from brazil and somewhere in between I will have to go to brazil for a couple of days because of it

And while i know that

a) I have formally studied portuguese for three years and have used it quite a good amount ever since (watching videos and films and series, reading and studying in it, have taken university courses IN Portuguese, go to academic presentations given in portuguese, etc) aka: while i don't quite speak it very well, I do understand portuguese i just have trouble lipreading it

b) I personally know this person, knows she knows and speaks Spanish (even if she prefers not to) and have had several conversations (both casual and academic discussions) in both languages, or she in one, I in another

and that

c) literally no one expects me to speak in Portuguese or will mind if I fuck my Portuguese

my anxiety STILL insists they will all hate me for my (alleged) broken Portuguese and that they will fire me because of it

AND THIS JOB DOES NOT EVEN START FOR ANOTHER THREE MONTHS and they can't even fire me what the fuck am I on

[shapa-likes-art]

Ourough school is kicking my ass SO hard right now

I wanna cry

[anxious-glow]

2023.11.28.

Did research before the seminar class but ended up being embarrassed because I misunderstood a concept and I couldn’t speak up because my discussions were based on it. I was embarrassed but also worried about my grade because the particupation score is a significant part of the grade. I only have 2 more chances to speak up before finals.

😣

[hetagrammy]

I want to make more art but uni is taking all of my time away

[mystudydiary-blog]

17-10-2022 8/100 DOP *went to research methods *attended corporate tax class *sent an email to my thesis supervisor for my first deadline

18-10-2022 9/100 DOP *went to tax strategy class

19-10-2022 10/100 DOP *submitted my choices for the tax seminar we'll be following *did a workshop about academic writing *did a self study about gifts and their legal implications

20-10-2022 11/100 DOP *attended international tax class *went to the bank because I'm the new president of a student association (can't believe it lol) and had to get access to the bank account

21-10-2022 12/100 DOP *woke up at 7 am to go to VAT class, only to get there and find out class was cancelled (seriously how hard is it to write an email to tell us) *baked cookies (I call this productive lol) *fixed my cv

22-10-2022 13/100 DOP *uploaded my cv and a picture for the seminar *took a trip to Aachen *went to a pub quiz and it was actually very hard so I learned some stuff lmao

23-10-2022 14/100 DOP *had a team meeting for an assignment, we need to write a paper *researched some articles for the assignment

[biocheminpics]

I gave a talk on my work!

[tardis--dreams]

To summarize today's day in university:

- got diagnosed with social phobia by a class mate (bitch?!)

- heard a Very cool lecture/presentation by a guest lecturer

- our lecturer said she kinda liked our idea for our presentation

- had lunch with friends in the uni canteen which was nice but evoked some existential despair

[directsellingnow]

मुंबई में IMC ने किया Udaan Mega Recognition-Award Seminar का सफल आयोजन

Direct Selling Latest News: मुंबई में International Marketing Corporation Pvt Ltd (IMC) द्वारा Udaan Mega Recognition-Award Seminar का आयोजन किया गया। यह शानदार इवेंट IMC के डायरेक्ट सेलर्स के लिए एक प्रेरणा का स्रोत बना। कार्यक्रम में आईएमसी के Managing Director, Mr. Satyan Bhatia के साथ IMC kohinoor Mr. Ved Prakash Ojha, और कई Health & Business Consultants, Motivational Speaker एवं कंपनी के कई…

[indigenouspeopleday]

Meeting with NATCOMs on the International Decade for Indigenous Languages.

7 May 2024 - Seminar and training on the International Decade for Indigenous at UNESCO Headquarters, Conference Room V.

[energynews247]

Battery Power Online | Best of Show Finalists Named for the 2024 International Battery Seminar

By Allison Proffitt  March 4, 2024 | Dozens of companies are showcasing new products at next week’s International Battery Seminar & Exhibit, and 17 have been named finalists in the Best of Show People’s Choice Awards. The Florida Battery community is invited to identify exceptional innovation in technologies used by life science professionals, voting on the most impactful new products of the…

[kodaiki]

https://www.tumblr.com/chosaya/738564352632864768

Dk if you've seen this but you might like it

oh... my lord.... oh....

[toji-bunny-girl]

You don't go to the library to study. You go there to have your cunt stuffed, by nonother than librarian!Gojo.

He works there 5 days a week, and you made sure to be there by your corner every single one of those days, carefully staring at him through the side of your book. Of course, he's well aware of your interest in him. You're so preoccupied with him you don't even realise you're holding the book upside down.

He doesn't realise it yet but he's slow to share the same amount of attraction to you as you are to him. He'd note the way your eyebrows would adorably scrunch together when you're actually doing your assignment for once, and you'd collapse face down onto the table when the frustration and exhaustion caught up to you. Or how your favourite colour seemed to be pink, your stationery and laptop covered in different shades of the colour.

He's used to your presence by now, having spent the last couple of weeks observing you just as you stalked him through the library. And truth to be told, he actually enjoyed it—he's got a cutie following behind him, too shy to strike up a conversation with him and too dumb to hide your little crush any better.

You quickly became the only part of his job he would look forward to, questioning what kind of crap you were going to pull up to just right before his shift. Until you're gone all of a sudden.

Maybe you were just late, he thought on the first day of your absence. Or maybe you're sick by the second day. Perhaps you're just busy with school…or maybe some another guy—

Why does he even care in the first place? You're just some stalker with a pretty face, nothing special out of the sea of girls in his DMs. Gojo doesn't like how he's fretting over a girl who he hasn't talked to before, your presence doesn't control how his day goes anyway.

Until it does.

It exasperated him by how he allowed himself to be subjugated under you. He can't focus on his seminars when the voices in his head wonder about you louder than the lecturer's, he can't flirt with the chicks on campus without thinking about that fangirl from the library and he can't sleep if his head is filled with the images of you with another guy.

What kind of spell have you managed to put him under?

He was completely and utterly chafed by the next week when he entered his shift, a frown seemingly marked permanently upon his face as he went through his chores, putting away the books back to their categorised shelves. That was until he heard a familiar pit-pats of your shoes, and saw your figure stupidly hiding behind a bookshelf from the side of his eye.

His playful spirit returned when he noted your presence, and he wandered further into the library, where no one could see the two of you. As expected, you shuffled along his steps before slipping yourself into the aisle behind him, pretending to flick through the choices of books on display.

Those were Chinese novels, and you majored in Biochemistry. Idiot, he thought with an internal chuckle.

Unbeknownst to you, he had strolled to your back, waiting for you to turn to face him. Your eyes nearly popped out of their sockets when you found him standing right in front of you, and you froze then and there like a deer in the headlights.

"I know you've been stalking me around here," he had a shit-eating smirk on his face as his arms rested by your sides to trap you in between them. "Freak," he whispered next to your ears, sending a tingle through your nerves.

"I-I, ah—" you stammered, trying to collect your words to sound coherent. Your face was flushed bloody red with embarrassment, and Gojo was sure he'd burn himself if he were to touch you.

"But that's okay…" he drawled. "I won't spread the word if you listen to me."

Your eyes were wide, gaping at him through your lashes as you nodded.

Fuck, were you adorable.

"You like me, huh?"

"Uhm…I, uh…"

"Hm?"

"Y-Yes," you blurted with your eyes squeezed shut, too embarrassed. Your breath was hot, and they scorched his cheeks red upon your words.

"What do you like about me?" oh god does he love teasing the hell out of you.

"Your f-face…"

"My face?" he feigned dumb. Of course, he's well aware that girls would only come chasing after his looks. But he absolutely enjoyed torturing you with his stupid questions. "Which part of my face?"

"Huh…?" your eyes were spinning, your hands raising to push his frame a little away for your comfort.

"My eyes? My nose?" his bigger hand captured the two of yours into his grasp, his fingers were icy cold against yours, and his face neared yours once again, merely a breath away. "Or my lips?"

You didn't dare to answer, the sound of your throat gulping filled the air as a few stray hairs of his tickled your cheek. His eyes peered towards yours, catching your gaze that fell upon his lips.

"There, huh?" Gojo's smirk widened, his grip on your wrists tightening a fraction. "Wanna try them?"

You opened your mouth to respond, but no words left your trembling lips, except for a silent gasp. He took the shift of your feature as a sign for him to advance onto you, his lips gently sucked on your soft flesh, the tiniest amount of your saliva flowed onto his tongue and they tasted better than the finest honey.

A string of your mixed essence connected his lips to yours, red and swollen as a sign of his kiss, when he pulled away. Your knees weakened in enfeeblement, and Gojo caught you before you could fall to the ground.

"You're done?" his arms are strong, and you could feel his muscles flex under your hand when you gathered your strength to stabilise on your feet. "I'm not."

His touches slowly trailed down from your arm to your hips, and you subconsciously rubbed your thighs together when his gaze fell onto them. In his eyes you could see a growing hunger that lurked beneath his bright blue eyes, it was the darker gradient that hung low in his orbs.

"Do you touch yourself here when you think of me?" your teeth sank into the flesh of your bottom lip and your eyes peered down to between your skirt, where his hand was as you vaguely nodded; hoping that he didn't see the faint motion of your head.

How wouldn't he know when all his attention is on you? His eyes scanned the faint shifts in your features when he pressed against your heat, making sure there wasn't any hint of dissent to his touch—and mostly searching for the muted salacity behind your pretty eyes.

"Sometimes…" your voice was meek, but it was audible enough for his ear to twitch at your words. His chest almost burst to your confession, and the images of your features twisting into lewd faces flashed past his mind, calling out his name with that sweet voice of yours.

A soft moan left your lips when his fingers slipped past your pink panty, drawing slow circles upon your clit. Your hips bucked as he teased, his other hand coming down to palm your ass.

"What about I make you feel good?" he gently asked, and you drunkenly nodded to your pleasure. His thumb grew charge of teasing your hardening bud, his two long fingers dipped into your already-slick cavern, reaching the sensitive parts of your inside.

Your lips tensed into a line to quell the moans that drew from your itching tummy, and your hands rested on Gojo's chest, gripping onto his shirt for support.

His fingers grew greedy for more of your whimpers, stroking past your walls, searching for the velvety spot in you. You threw your head back when he found the part he was looking for, pumping out and into the spongey surface, stimulating your nerves to their limit.

Your eyebrows furrowed and your eyelids flew shut when he expedited the speed of his slick-coated digits, his arm growing slightly sore as he carried you to the height of your orgasm. His cock twitched when you drew out a cry of pleasure, your breath stuck in your throat as your mind went blank from your high.

Your grip on his clothes loosened, and you panted as you rest your weight against the shelves, Gojo's damp fingers evident of the pleasure he delivered to you. He watched as you collected your remaining breath, your cheeks flushed pink in arousal and your eyesight slowly blinked clear.

A bolt flash of surprise ran through his eyes when you carefully pulled his pants down, gripping his hardened girth with your warm hands. Gojo stopped you with a grab of your wrist, your whole body tensing in creeping embarrassment—he doesn't like it when you touch him?

Your thoughts flew out the window when he spat onto your palm, before guiding your hand back to his throbbing cock. Your mind grew blank as you began fisting his length, his breath hitching when you rubbed over his pinkish-red tip.

Your touches were filled with careful inexperience, and Gojo found it absolutely fucking adorable. The soft squelching of his saliva in your hand as you pumped his cock filled the air, and he inched closer to kiss you once again.

His groans flowed into your mouth as he slipped his tongue into your mouth, drinking in the taste of you as you pleased him. You seemed to be a quick learner on your own, pumping his pulsing cock faster, gripping onto him tighter, and rubbing his sensitive tip of all.

His hips stuttered along with the movements of your hand, a sign of his close release and you were clearly relentless to please him. Your pace doesn't falter, but fastened instead and his moans muffled through your sloppy kiss, your mixed drool dripping down your chin and onto your chest.

"Fuck," his voice cracked as his cock twitched, before ejaculating his hot semen onto your clothes, slowly dripping down to your thigh. Your breaths mingled in the sultry air, the smell of your essences filled your nostrils as the both of you cooled from the aftermath of your highs.

You recognised the dirty smirk on his face when you flicked your gaze up at him, and you sank into the bookshelf in preparation for what he had conjured up in his mind.

"The library closes in 30 minutes, we'll get the whole place to ourselves by then."