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literaphobe · 2 years

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I like the idea of Gridrunners, it just feels like it’s doing too much and is incredibly unrefined. It’s like nine games in a trench coat, when it could easily be split into three games that are better done and each bring a unique skill to the playing field.

Like the overarching theme in GR is ‘puzzle’ except some… Aren’t puzzles? Like kill the mobs? Craft the item? Clean the Build? Find the item? Those aren’t puzzles and could literally be added to any other gametype. Though Gridrunners is one of the only games with actual team communication, with their parkour puzzles and invisible walkways. Why not just split the games into three more refined on-pvp team games, even if they’re still under the umbrella of Gridrunners?

Three rounds (like Skybattle), each with a different game, and a time limit to see who gets the furthest? And each time it’s played the games get played in a different order.

Game option 1: Team Parkour puzzle game (could also add find the button/light the lanterns to this, and the team that lights the most in the time limit/fastest gets the most points). Would add more movement and team communication into a game without all the pvp stress or solo stuff all the others have. And there is so much variation they could add to this so if they wanted they’d be able to make it different every single time.

Game option 2: Redstone/Minecart track/etc gathering and building game (kinda like bingo just with more redstone and a goal that isn’t ‘make item first’). Would have another building game that doesn’t rely solely on memory and would actually have more skills that are actually learnable. Like maybe you need to set up redstone lines and minecart tracks to set a path and unlock doors to reach checkpoints, and whoever gets the furthest fastest gets the most points. Could also add ‘find the item’ and ‘clean the build’ into this one.

Game option 3; We already have SOT for mob killing, but you could also add a game that is literally just killing mobs. No parkour, no puzzles, just murder. Either do it like a maze with various difficulties down different paths (so the worst player can go down the easiest path with mostly passive mobs, and the best can go fight creepers, witches, endermen, and what not), or team challenge rooms more like Dreams elevator video where it gets harder and harder as you go. With maybe a boss at the end that if all your guys make it can step on a pressure plate and go fight a wither or something. Maybe no boss and it’s just endless.

You would have to do something so it doesn’t snowball, so maybe each room/checkpoint is judged on time in that room rather than overall? Or make people choose between speed/completion points or bonus task points? Idk. SoT doesn’t have a snowball problem like BM so maybe take notes on that.

The only thing is, I can’t see something like ‘describe the build’ in any other gametype. It HAS to be fast paces enough, otherwise it would make more sense for the teams to just screenshot and share that in discord rather than describing the build. Like it NEEDS to be as fast paced as possible for that type of game to not be abused. It you put it in a longer game like BM it just wouldn’t work. Same as if they added any sort of visual puzzle in SoT that had the answer at spawn but the puzzle itself was down a pathway. They’d just take a screenshot instead of ask the Sandkeeper to describe it for them.

Oh yeah i agree that the concept of grid runners is very good. its just like how the concept of survival games is awesome - you spawn in an elaborate world where you have to loot chests and airdrops to get cool weapons and armor and projectiles and food etc etc to kill everyone else and be the last team standing. u have unlimited levels and can enchant shit. its fucking cool. but does that mean survival games as its current status is a good game?

hell no!!!! it fucking sucks, u all spawn next to each other so its way too easy to target weak teams, kills are worth the same whether its in the beginning or the end, so teams rarely engage and most of the kills happen in a frenzy in the last 10 seconds, if u get killed off spawn u just wind up having to sit there for 10 minutes

so yeah. grid runners sucks, bc some of the rooms are too repetitive, or so unnecessarily difficult/complicated that it gets boring to watch bc the teams are too confused, or the rooms were just boring from the get go.

that being said, i think the parkour puzzles are interesting. notably the color ones that they label so colorblind players don’t visibly struggle. even if the team im watching fails at it i do agree its one of the better rooms in grid runners that actually require good team communication AND coordination. i also kind of like the minecart track room because it’s actually a fun way to see how efficient teams can be, as opposed to them literally having to clean up dirt or eat cakes. i also think the farm looking room where u have to craft stuff Fast is good bc u have the recipe book but knowing the recipe off the top of ur head is faster and knowing exactly what to grab is faster too and u have to communicate who’s doing which item so u don’t overlap or neglect an item. all of these r WAY better than the rooms w lame stuff where getting the best time is fucking random and WAY WAYYYY better than fucking SEARCH THE HOUSE

basically actual rooms that require communication and minecraft knowledge. ALSO i think an interesting change for grid runners imo would be like… doing 4 rooms instead of 8? so the rooms take a little longer but having good communication and good knowledge of minecraft can make ur team faster, and the differences in performance ACTUALLY come down to these details, so that u can Properly come back from having a bad start etc etc etc since the current state of grid runners actually is that u r screwed if u fuck up one room too bad, and there should be completion bonuses for each room and not just the entire course in case something like mcc19 happens again

#ask

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tavi-hayes · 4 years

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challenge three ~ community engagement proposal

((hello! i’m sorry if this is crappy and short.. idk if this is what we were meant to do but okay, i just hope it’s clear what it’s all about and what the ideal end goal is. also i made a logo hahahahah. also there is a short summary in the end of this, just to clear things if this mess is confusing...))

Project title: For the People

Description:

Brief summary of the problem

More than half of the Illéan citizens belongs to castes below Four (Towdon, 2089). These specific castes don’t have the opportunity to continue their education. They need to start working as soon as they graduate from secondary school. Some castes don’t even finish primary school (Locke & Key, 2090). This creates an enormous gap with the higher castes who do have the money to apply to higher education institutes. Especially the lowest castes don’t have a lot of money to spare, since all the pennies they earn are used to make a living. But what if they are presented with a new contract and they don’t understand any of the words, let alone the fine print. Or worse, what if they need to appear in court? These people probably don’t know their rights, let alone they have the money to hire a lawyer. Studies have shown that 9 out of 10 times, a member of the lower castes is sentenced to a punishment not in line with the seriousness of their crimes (Elgium, Etherlands & Ermany, 2089). Not only does having a lawyer by their side help them deal with nasty situations in a court room, it also gives them a confident boost. They regain a feeling of hope towards their future, not having to be scared to be sent to jail for a simple speeding ticket (Morge, Chen, Klopa & Frata, 2087).

Brief summary of the solution

For the People will provide the lower castes all over Illéa with legal advice if they wished for it. Special offices will be created in the capital cities of every province, perhaps in the future the offices may also appear in smaller cities. In these offices, lawyers and other legal experts will share their knowledge and give advice about how to deal with certain situations. To make a difference it is important that the people working under For the People have followed higher education, specifically focussed on the law and everything that comes with that. In that way the experts are able to actually help everyone who wishes for it. Keeping in mind that the people coming in with questions can’t miss an enormous portion of their income, the services provided by For the People will be free to anyone who wants to use them. However, the legal experts will also earn a salary, which will be paid from tax money. A detailed insight into the distribution of said tax money shows that more money is being collected than there is being used. In other words, the state is making a profit out of the tax system. These positive numbers can therefore be used to pay the salaries of everyone hired by For the People, given there is more than enough left each month (Avear, 2090).

Objective:

The end goal of For the People would be that an organization will become available for all citizens in Illéa. This organization will be offering legal advice to people who don’t have the money to go to high-quality law firms. Experts can help them clarify their situation and perhaps even help them take legal actions. In this way, the lower castes will no longer be taken advantage of, whether it is by an unfair contract or in a court room. The For the People experts will stand beside them, offering a helping hand if needed. The ideal goal would be that everyone in all of Illéa has a legal organization to fall back upon, resulting in a country treating all of its citizens in a fair way.

Execution:

First, the organization should be formed, perhaps governmental funds can help with this.

Legal experts and lawyers, graduated from or working in any field related to the law, should be hired and spread out over the capital cities of all provinces, if possible (*).

In each capital city an office or building should be found, where these people can do their work.

By advertising and spreading flyers, the name and goals of For the People can be spread amongst the citizens (starting in neighbourhoods with a high concentration of lower castes). This will result in the people learning what the organization is all about and in which ways it can offer support.

When all the employees have found a place and the citizens know what the organization entails, the services of For the People will be open to the public.

To meet with one of the legal experts, a meeting can be scheduled. It will also become possible for people to just walk in and see if one is available, though short waiting times cannot be guaranteed like this.

(*) if it’s not possible to have employees available in each province for whatever reasons, the citizens of these provinces will get the opportunity to meet with experts in other ways, perhaps through online chats or videocalls.

Conclusion:

Starting an organization like For the People may seem like a lot of work. But focussing on the positive outcomes of it all, it is definitely worth the time and effort. It gives all citizens of Illéa, especially the lower castes, the opportunity to help them get a clear view on their legal problems, resulting in a country where everyone is treated in a fair way.

Reference list:

Avear, P. (2090) The Illéan Tax System: An Overview. Journal of Economy, 6(1): 505-570

Elgium, B., Etherlands, T.H.E.N., & Ermany, G. (2089) The Statistics on the Effectiveness of Court Trials. Journal of Fairness, Equity and Justice, 5(2): 56-60

Locke, M., & Key, G.B. (2090) The Causes and Consequences of School Dropouts. Illéan Journal for Education and Science, 16(1): 12-104

Morge, D., Chen, T., Klopa, K., Frata, H. (2087) The Correlation Between Court Trials and Mental Health Issues. Journal of Fairness, Equity and Justice, 1(4): 10-67

Towdon, J. (2089) Illéa: A Demographical Insight. Journal of Demography, 3(2): 248-271

((Short summary: For the People is an organization for all Illéan citizens, more specifically the lower castes. It offers a helping hand in law-related stuff, for example when signing a new contract or giving guidance in a court trial. By providing this, people without a lot of money (and therefore can’t go to those high-quality, super expensive law firms) still have the chance to seek for help if needed.))

#selectionoc #challenge 3 #fic #sort of

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birdieklein · 4 years

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hello, official introduction time. my name is, i’m twenty-two, and i’m currently wasting a lot of time playing animal crossing. don’t ask me how much. it’s a lot of time. a lot.

anywho, this, my dear friends, is beatrice rose galloway-klein. her mama is the only one who uses her full name because most people just call her birdie ( much to her mama’s chagrin ), and some call her gallo, but only if they’re feeling frisky. she’s aiming to be the president of the united states one day, and honestly ? she could get there. but for now, she’s only twenty. she’s escaped from southern belle hell but the accent and taste for pecan pie hasn’t left her. she has a drawl thicker than fog in the spring, and she could charm the birds out of trees. currently, she’s a part of house machiavelli, and she’s studying political science and political theory. honestly, she’s just a delight, and i’m peachy keen to start plotting with everyone !

below the cut is a full bio & ideas for plotting.

Blurb:

A firecracker. A fur coat draped over her shoulders as she lounges on the couch. She’s smarter than she seems, watching and waiting, thirsting for secrets. She drinks pink wine from a bottle, and she’s waiting for a chance to wear a crown on her head.

Backstory:

You are a beauty queen failure much to your mama’s chagrin but her words can’t hurt you because you are untouchable. Bold and brazen, nothing can bring you down. It’s funny. You should have been soft and demure, but you are anything but. You walk into a room and eyes are on you. That’s how it’s meant to be. One day, eyes will be on you, and everyone will listen. You can imagine it all too well. You are going to be something and damn anyone who thinks they can get in your way.

History:

Birdie Klein is born in the high heat of summer in southern Alabama to a beauty queen and the state governor. She is a fussy thing, yelling and never settling down. Her parents adore her, though, for completely different reasons. Her mama sees good cheekbones and pageants in her future, while her daddy sees her as something to love and adore. It is clear who her favorite parent would be from the beginning.

The house she grows up in --- the manor --- is too big for a child. The walls are tall and the windows go from the floor to the ceiling. she gets lost in the curtains between masses of fabric. there is art on the wall, photographs and paintings. she is told from the beginning: look, don’t touch. That's her whole childhood, mottos like that. sit, stay still. walk, don’t run. it is stifling. She is tied up in ribbons and taffeta and she hates it. she stares out the window, longingly towards the trees in the yard. The respite in her life is trips to her grandmother’s. Birdie runs free through the orchard, skinning her knees and scraping her palms. It's a little bit of normalcy. but she always has to return to that too-big house. it’s filled with more people who aren’t family than those who are. there are chefs and maids and butlers and nannies and tutors. Birdie knows them all by name. They take care of her more than her parents. they deal with the tantrums and fits.

She is eight when she steps into her first private school. She does well enough in classes ( her reports home constantly say that she would do better if she only applied herself ) and she thrives surrounded by her peers. she does what’s expected of her, but really nothing more. she has her passions and throws herself into them, of course. feminism. women’s studies. suffrage. Little else really stimulates her. She does well on debate team --- she can talk and argue like no one else --- and she plays field hockey for the school team.

She realizes just how much money her family has one day when she is talking to a ( gasp ) scholarship student at her school. She talks about flights on her daddy’s jet and vacations in majorca. She mentions her nanny and tutor and how they were replaced when she said she didn’t like them. She talks about christmas and how her wardrobe is completely replaced. She doesn’t realize when the other student falls silent, feeling awkward and out of place. Finally, she is hit with the knowledge that not everyone has what she does. She carefully tries not to flaunt her wealth after that, but sometimes it’s hard. She wears clothes that are worth more than some people’s entire. The names of brands that fall from her lips come easy. she knows her wealth can be … overwhelming … but she isn’t mad about it. She likes the life she has.

Birdie is fifteen when she realizes she wants to be just like her daddy. He is in politics, she wants to do the same. They definitely do not have the same ideas. She’s liberal as can be, he’s more moderate. She wants change. He tells her it takes time. she wants it now. During her high school summers, she goes to D.C. and works as an intern in a congresswoman’s office. She doesn’t do much more than make copies, send faxes, and get coffee, but she’s in the room where it happens. She is seeing how the world works and how real change gets made. she tells herself one day she’ll work in one of these offices still. Of course, when that happens, her name will be on the door. It will be her office. It will be her changes that are being made.

She gets into Astor with no trouble. It’s her dream school. She’s going to become something there, surely. How could she not ?

Connection Ideas

and they were roommates ( oh my god, they were roommates ): listen give me a machiavelli for her to share a room with. if they’re on good terms, think of it as a long sleepover. birdie loves to gossip. she paints her toes cherry red, and she’ll paint her roommates’, too, if they’re nice. she’ll chit chat and charm their way into their heart quick as a whip. OF COURSE, they could find birdie annoying. if that’s the case, consider this: birdie’ll try to kill ‘em with kindness and a ton of ‘ bless your heart ‘s. /// OPEN

for the love of appearances : consider this: birdie, proud, in heels that would make her mama’s heart stop, you by her side, looking just as good. a relationship for the image, nothing more. maybe behind closed doors, they bicker like hell and they hate each other. maybe they’re friends. who’s to say .we can definitely play around. there are a lot of options and variables. /// OPEN

hook up hell : listen, birdie loves her appearance. hook ups ? don’t look good for a politician. but they’re fun as hell, and who’s to say a girl can’t enjoy herself every once in a while ? i imagine birdie has joked about making her hook ups sign a non-disclosure agreement before. she was also probably only half kidding. also we can decide if there are real feelings ????? if there’s angst ??????????? love angst here. /// OPEN

friends : okay so birdie is a firecracker, super sociable, super fun ( with limits tho let’s be real -- a politician can have nO SKELETONS IN HER CLOSET ). she’s got a cherry red convertible, a credit card with no limit ---- she likes impressing her friends. i’m not saying she buys her friends, but if the shoe fits ..... /// OPEN

rich bitch friends : birdie’s something of a socialite slash heiress slash really doesn’t ever need to work if she didn’t want to sort of person ?? i imagine she grew up around a lot of people in similar positions ???? so like childhood friends ????? not close, but forced together by obligation ?????? we can EXPLORE /// OPEN

idk my bff jill : listen, birdie needs at least one real friend, someone who sees her beyond the red lipstick and cat-eye mascara. they take away the charm and the southern drawl and they see someone who’s scared of not reaching their goals, who’s scared of losing their mama entirely, someone who just wants to be liked. /// CLOSED to ESTELLA

enemies : c’mon someone must have to not like birdie, i’m sorry, it’s true. there are so many possibilities. maybe birdie’s ambition rubs them the wrong way. maybe birdie is just .... too much. maybe they don’t like her wealth. a loooooot of options. /// OPEN

#astortalks #&. ╱ pretty girls don’t know the things that i know ▎ ‹ about › )#astorooc

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limesicle · 5 years

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5 times Haiji didn't cry and 1 time he did

Ao3: link

Chapter: 1 of 1

Words: 2954

Pairing: Kakeru x Haiji (KazeTsuyo)

Rating: T

Tags/notes: angst, injury mentions. I didn’t read the source material so idk that much about backstory whoops. Also, not super /shippy/ but I mean Haiji looks at Kakeru like he’s worth more than the entire solar system from day one sooo

Summary: Title says it all.

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The first time is when he realizes his body is breaking.

His father pushes him to train, and he pushes himself. Again. Again. Until he can feel his joints that are hardly a decade and a half old start to pull apart. His tendons strain to bind him together. His veins pump equal parts oxygen and agony.

Haiji looks around the team. At the other boys, legs free of braces, shoulders free of the weight of having his father be coach. Most of the time, he clenches his teeth and does what he needs to do. He looks at the team and sees some looks of pity, some of contempt. He hears the doctors warning him that if he keeps going, he won’t be able to walk by the time he’s thirty, but he can’t listen to them—he can’t quit yet. All he has ever known is running. (He squashes down the fear that it’s all he’s good at.)

He misses practice. Once. Twice. Then three days in a row because the inflammation is so bad he can barely crawl to the door of his bedroom.

It’s worse when he gets back—the looks of pity, the looks that seem like they’re just waiting for him to fall. And then there’s Fujioka, who still looks at him like he can make a comeback—like he’s more than broken pieces held together by fraying threads–like he’s strong, when he’s just too weak to show the world he’s breaking.

The second time is at the end of high school.

Fujioka wants him to go to Rikudo instead of Kansei. Haiji knows there’s a part of him that wants to follow Fujioka, that believes in miracles and happy endings. He could let a dream like that seduce him, but he won’t. He made his choice.

Haiji stands in the middle of the path. Fujioka is a step or two behind him. He can feel the barest hint of late afternoon sun setting, and the breeze that lifts his hair reminds him of what running feels like. For a moment, he closes his eyes against the dimming light and thinks of miracles. Then he thinks of the way his leg is shaking even when he’s only standing still. And all the reasons he made his decision in the first place.

His lip trembles, but he turns to Fujioka with a smile and shuts the door on a future he doesn’t dare to dream of. I’m not strong, he says and wonders if someone who has never been anything else has a chance at understanding.

The third time is after surgery.

By now you’d think he would be used to it. For years he hasn’t been able to take as much as a single step without the pain reminding him that he isn’t whole.

But he’s not used to it.

Haiji clenches his teeth and carefully does the exercises the physical therapists describe. He tries not to get frustrated at the days and weeks of months of sitting still. But every time he fails to take a step, every time he hits the floor for trying too hard, every time his body screams in agony as it strains to meet his demands, it gets harder to keep the tears from his eyes.

As he sits on the floor, head bent to rest between his knees, arms clenched around his body, he learns to regulate his breathing again. Steady his heartbeat. His body learns that growth takes patience and not just hard work. His mind learns to fill the empty hours with his university work.

And there’s a new dream brewing. Something that comes from deep inside his soul.

It’s then that he decides on Hakone, and the fire that’s been long gone from his eyes starts to return.

Hakone.

Because he can’t run, he throws himself into researching and planning. He finds the people he needs one by one. He gathers them until they’re just one person short.

And then, as if by red strings or the winds of fate and things he didn’t used to believe in, Haiji finds him. Number ten. He sees salvation in the way a petty thief runs away from the convenience store.

Kurahara Kakeru is a name he recognizes, because he spent the past years scanning through anything related to running—high school, college, or otherwise. Kakeru runs by, and the breeze that follows causes his heart to skip a beat. He feels the touch of the wind god, Fujin, in that breeze and sees the wings of Hermes on his heels.

Hours later he can still see Kakeru running. Kakeru is a shooting star and his feet light the path that Haiji has so desperately been trying to follow. He has dreamed of the Hakone Ekiden for years, and for the first time, he can see exactly how he’ll get there.

It’s not easy to get Kakeru, or anyone else, really, to agree to his plan. But in each one of them, he knows there’s a soul that wants to run. He just needs to find it. As he struggles to get them to agree—one by one—and struggles to get them to get along, to train, to run, he realizes that maybe he’s not so weak anymore.

At first, he finds himself turning to Kakeru, because he’s the most experienced runner on the team—other than himself. And then he finds himself turning to Kakeru just because he can. Kakeru who is blunt and stubborn and selfish in ways he probably doesn’t understand. Kakeru who runs on a path of starlight. Kakeru who is honestly brusque and righteously short-tempered and awkwardly charming.

Haiji finds himself as the team comes together as a team—watching each one of them find their own path to run. He is still looking for an answer for why he runs. How can he love a sport that breaks his body and wears down his mental stamina? It’s exhausting and infuriating and each step along the path is a battle. Sometimes he wonders. Sometimes he thinks he settles into the pace of his feet against the track and thinks he already knows.

The fourth time is the moment Prince finishes his race just fast enough to let them go to the qualifier.

They have a chance. It’s a dream that is four years in the making, and they’re still only at the start line. But they’ve earned the right to try.

Fujioka stands by his side. Steady in his presence and solid as always. Their paths are different now, but he always did love running with Fujioka at his side.

This time, his lip trembles, and he takes an extra minute to make his way to the rest of the team.

The fifth time is when they qualify.

The race is crowded with people trying to win, showing months or years of hard work in their steps. As they move forward, they spread out, finding their own pace within the pack. Haiji runs beside Kakeru near the front. He waits until the right time, and then with a tap on the back, he tells Kakeru to fly.

The mess by the water tables is unexpected, but he makes it by. He feels a shift in his leg as he lands and nearly stumbles the next step. As he runs, all he can think is don’t break, don’t break. He finishes the race thanking his body for holding out. Kakeru isn’t far from the finish line. As the minutes tick by, the rest of the team joins them until only Prince is left.

And then the race is over. And they wait to hear which schools made it. With each school announced, the tension rises. By nine, the pressure is so high he can barely think. Haiji stands with the men he’s spent the past ten months making into a track team, and waits as they all hold one collective breath. And then ten is announced.

Kansei University.

It’s another goal passed. The finish line is almost within sight. His heart soars, full the bursting point with happiness. He turns to share this elation with the team and catches just a glimpse of Shindo sobbing into Musa(also sobbing)’s shoulder, the twins piling onto Nico-chan, King unplugging his ears with disbelief written across his face, and—Kakeru fills his field of view, blue-gray eyes practically glowing. For a moment, they stare at each other, hearts beating to the same tune of joy. Haiji leaps forward, ignoring a twinge in his right knee and any doubts he would usually have about jumping into Kakeru’s arms.

(The one time.)

They train hard in the time they have before New Year’s. They deal with the twins’ doubts and struggle with the limited time. Haiji spends more time in the hospital than he has in a while, checking and double checking. He still thinks of himself as broken pieces and wonders if the glue holding him together now is just as weak as it was before. He thinks of four years of planning and doubts that it was enough.

Haiji silences thoughts about himself and turns instead to thinking about the team. (He still wonders what he’s running for, too). He offers encouragement where he can, support where needed, and a reminder or two that rest is important.

And then the day comes.

The first day is difficult. Prince starts them out well, and Musa follows up. But then there’s the drama with the twins and romance of all things. In the middle of a race. Haiji ignores the temptation to say a variety of things to instill fear into their souls instead of sparkles and hearts. Instead, he opts for a gentler approach.

Kakeru, sitting next to him in the car, doesn’t seem surprised at all. When asked, he mentions something about Musa, dark baths, and Hana-chan. He says it with flush darkening his cheeks and his eyes dart away from Haiji’s. Haiji lets himself be distracted for a moment. And then he turns some of the things he thought of directing at the twins toward himself.

Shindo’s section of the race is the most difficult to watch. Haiji watches him stumble and stand again a hundred times. If Shindo stopped, Haiji wouldn’t blame him, but there’s a part of his soul that’s begging him to keep going. It’s selfish, he knows, but a part of him needs this race—to heal, to move on. So he watches the screen, hands stiff with tension, and tries not to let the guilt set in.

The vice grip around his chest eases a little once Shindo is done with his section and back inside. Be shares a look of reassurance with Kakeru, as they finish pulling the blankets up around the figure of their now-sleeping teammate. Yuki hangs back just a moment. Haiji reads a kind of frustration and guilt in his expression. After a moment of thought, he steps out of the room pulling Kakeru with him.

The rest of the evening passes relatively uneventfully. Kakeru passes in and out of sight. Shindo wakes before too long and they videochat the rest of the team. It’s not the same as physically being in the same place, but there’s a kind of peace that comes with unity, even if it comes in the middle of a race.

As he tries to sleep, he can feel a ringing in his bones, the sound of something that’s not quite in the right place. His knee doesn’t hurt—not yet, but it’s only a matter of time. In the morning, he wakes with a start, shaking off the tendrils of dreams of times past. His doctor arrives bright and early, right on time. He can see the sense of resignation in the man’s eyes—a sense of something that’s almost pity. Haiji watches silently as the doctor gives his old injury one last check and hands him the painkillers.

He doesn’t expect anyone to have noticed the doctor, but perhaps he should have. Kakeru’s voice, in particular, is loud. Worried. Haiji tells them about the visit and assures them that painkillers are just in case. Kakeru’s eyes settle on his own. Haiji sees a kind of acceptance there—it’s different than the doctor’s resigned worry. He’s not sure if he’s reading more into Kakeru’s expression than he should, but to him he sees a look that speaks understanding.

As the race begins again, the knot of anxiety in his stomach tightens. It’s the second and last day. It’s the day the race ends. It’s the day his dream ends. It’s a day of endings. There’s an unsteadiness in his chest as he watches Yuki head down the slope, snow swirling in the background. Yuki flies down the mountain like a blizzard.

He watches Nico-chan senpai and King. He shares a short phone call with Kakeru, wondering what Fujioka could have said to make him sound like that. In the end, all Haiji can think of is the truth. The adrenaline of the day is already pumping through his veins, but his heart picks up a notch. To me, you are the greatest runner. (He only finds out from Joji later, much, much later that Kakeru says he’s in love after hanging up.)

When he watches Kakeru run, even just within the confines of his phone screen, he sees starlight like he always does. But this time, he sees something else too. There’s an air of tranquility. There isn’t a smile on his face, but Kakeru looks content, like he’s glowing with the kind of radiance that can only come from inside.

It isn’t long before he stands at the relay point. Waiting. His heart picks up its pace. The painkillers in his bloodstream silence any inklings of pain. He takes a deep breath in. It’s almost over. He exhales and Kakeru comes into view, the glow in his eyes a hundred times brighter than it was from the screen.

Kakeru runs, and he looks like something heaven sent. His form is beautiful and his speed is hardly human. Haiji blinks and he can almost see wings sprout from his back. (It doesn’t take him long to learn that Kakeru broke the record Fujioka set only eleven minutes prior.)

When Kakeru passes him the sash, he doesn’t say a word aloud but the smile on his face says enough. He passes Haiji the sash, and with it a wish of good luck. The sash is warm from Kakeru’s hands, and it feels heavier than just a piece of cloth. It’s the weight of the hopes of the other nine. But it doesn’t feel like weight. It feels like wings.

Haiji runs knowing this is the last time. He knows his body well enough, by now. He has heard the doctors tell him again and again that it’s only a matter of time. But as he runs, his chest feels light. It’s the final stretch of his dream. He only has a few more minutes left before he wakes, and it flies by. Even as he pushes his body toward the breaking point, he feels complete. Haiji runs toward the finish line. His broken pieces have been put back together and bound with veins of gold. He is whole. For the first time since long ago, he feels whole. And as Kakeru’s face comes into view once more, he knows why.

He smiles as he hurls himself forward. His leg is done for, and there’s some kind of comfort in knowing there’s no way to save it now. Even with the painkillers, his tendons are screaming in agony. He can feel the grinding of gears that no longer fit being forced to work. And yet he runs with a smile on his face. Runs straight forward, right across the finish line. Forward, forward, because he has finished one dream, but he sees the future in front of him—in the starlight at Kakeru’s feet, in the worried lines of his brow, in his arms that steady him as he finally comes to a halt.

It seems like mere instants. It seems like hours. The time he spends clinging to Kakeru passes in a whirlwind of emotion. There’s the elation of having finished the race. He had expected to be lost after he crossed the finish line, but he has never felt more at home than he does huddled against the cold pavement. His leg that he spent so many hours of torture to run with once again is in pieces, yet he has never felt more complete.

Tears sting the corners of his eyes. He blinks the first few back, but Kakeru murmurs you’re strong and you’re my reason for running within the same short breath, and the rest can’t be stopped.

Bonus:

The way home is long, and he spends most of it next to Kakeru. They’re all exhausted by the time the doors of Aotake are in sight once more. Nira greets them with an enthusiastic bark, and the most any of them can muster is a smile and a couple pats on the head. The building that’s usually bustling with activity during waking hours is quiet as they make they’re way to bed.

Kakeru dutifully brings Haiji to his room, unhooking his arm from around his shoulder as they reach the door. He mutters something about an ice pack and hurries out of sight. He appears again a minute later, this time with an ice pack in hand. Even after handing it to Haiji, he hesitates, making it obvious with his body language that he doesn’t want to leave. After a moment, Haiji takes pity on him. The door swings shut behind the two of them.

#kakehai #haikake #kazetsuyo #Kaze ga tsuyoku fuiteiru #kakeru x haiji #kurahara kakeru #kiyose haiji #lime.writes #look i had feelings ok #god i have so many ideas for them #but no time #what a sad life

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merryfortune · 5 years

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Heaven Is Not A Place On Earth: Outline

This is a fic I’m never going to write but I do have it outlined to 89% completion, I figured that I would share it so interested parties could have a glimpse into what could have been~

my outline is a list which contains 100+ items so be careful when you open up the post. also, warnings for adultery, murder & character deaths

1. Mieru divines the blessed army to lead against the Academia Invasion but also Zarc’s Scourge

2. Reiji takes Reira from their room; Mieru muses on how its strange that the Queen wanted another child in the wake of Ray’s death

3. The three of them are then joined by Tsukikage who brandishes his teleportation ARM

4. The four arrive at a safe place for Reiji to conduct the Monban Pierrot ritual

5. Whilst that is happening, Mieru passes the time by doing some fortune telling in order to divine what kind of person(s) the Legendary Hero is going to be; she has some light-hearted moments imagining a musclebound hero, a charming hero, but also anxieties about a hero being malevolent rather than beneficial to the army

6. Yuya and Yuzu are summoned

7. Mieru is Shaken™ because she’s had dreams about Yuya and done seances, trying to contact him and realises that Yuya is her soul mate

8. Yuya talks about how his father went missing as a child and how his father would talk to him about Marchen before he went missing; Yuzu verifies

9. Reiji has his suspicions especially since Yuya looks very similar to a travelling magician Reiji met once as a child prior to his father’s court being dissolved and his father escaping because of war crimes

10. Their army grows from four to six and Reiji muses about how that means there are four members left to find

11. Reiji charts a course for them when Tsukikage receives a message from his brother talking about raids happening against them; he thinks it might be related to Zarc’s Scourge

12. (spoilers, it’s not: its Shun & Yuto)

13. Reiji hosts a meeting with the vassals and speak with victims of the scourge; he tells Mieru to look after their “guests” plus Reira

14. Yuya and Yuzu are treated to some assimilation in the city to help them less stand out and also equip them with the necessary means to fight in this world given that they were summoned to be soldiers

15. Yuzu gets separated from the group; she encounters Yuto

16. Yuya gets separated from the group; he encounters Sora

17. Shun picks a fight with Reiji when he separates from the group

18. They get into a fight and Reiji remembers Mieru’s prophecy regarding the hunting bird and the dove

19. Yuzu, Yuya, and Sora all meet up

20. Mieru is panicking but eventually regroups with the others; Sora disappears afterwards and makes Suspicious Comments about Yuzu and Yuya being so friendly with a witch

21. Yuya gets defensive and asks why Sora would say such cruel things about the crown princess of Keldea

22. Sora goes :0 and then >:3 in reaction to that and then excuses himself

23. Mieru has a reaction to that probably

24. They rejoin with Reiji again who announces that they have a bird to hunt for sport

25. Reiji vs Shun PART TWO, HELL YEAH

26. Reiji wins and the peanut gallery – namely Yuya and Yuzu – are gobsmacked by how powerful those little trinkets are

27. Shun is thoroughly defanged by the match and swears his allegiances because he knows now that Reiji is unaffiliated with Academia

28. Shun joins the Lancers

29. Reiji decides that their next course of action will be to recruit “the nobleman” but he has no idea who that is, but he has a sneaking suspicion that it’s the one nobleman that he can’t stand because Fates is Hashtag Like That

30. So, he organises a meeting with said nobleman

31. And his suspicions are proven correct

32. Some sort of Sawatari side quest begins

33. Yuya and Yuzu get a moment to shine/use their ARMs and it turns out that shit is way harder than the pros make it look

34. Some sort of Sawatari side quest ends

35. Army grows to eight: leaving only the spy, the defector, and the strongman

36. Gongenzaka side quest begins

37. Tsukikage and Mieru get the chance to have a Big Damn Heroes Moment inside of it, probably

38. Yuto also probably reappears at some point to go “Shun, what the fuck?” and “oh, hi Yuzu, you look really pretty today”

39. Gongenzaka side quest ends

40. He, Yuzu, and Yuya get along really well

41. Their movement begins to attract the attention of Academia

42. Thus introducing Serena who wants to prove her worth but everyone’s like “oh kitten, not now, dearest” and she resents that

43. Serena attempts to take the head of Prince Reiji

44. She is inadvertently intervened by Yuzu who just wants some hash tag girl time with a girl she doesn’t loathe since Mieru is really not that subtle about her crush on Yuya

45. Serena learns that Academia is… Not Good

46. They split up??? IDK maybe Shun chases her off or something only to go “wait, shit, was that Ruri??”

47. Serena’s bodyguard (what’s his face) tries to find her and bring her back

48. Serena fends him off for a while but fails

49. But luckily, it’s Reiji’s turn (again) for a Bid Damn Heroes moment and Serena is like “oh god, oh fuck, he’s kind of hot for a skinny prick”

50. Reiji then successfully recruits Serena

51. And also escalates Academia into progressing the war games

52. Whilst that’s happening, Yuya is having an identity crisis because of Yuto

53. And then Yugo shows up and that identity crisis doubles

54. Zarc’s Scourge begins to… be a thing

55. Anyway, Sora sorts them out and then flees when the rest of the Lancers who are capable of fighting turn up

56. The following day people have no idea what’s going on

57. And to make matters worse, Reiji receives a formal invite to the War Games

58. The date has been chosen, and he’s looking at his army and they’re all dumbasses, so he has Mieru prepare a training trip for them

59. Implied training montage

60. And that brings us to the date of the War Games, so they head to the location of the War Games in the Citadol or whatever

61. Introducing Melissa Claire to the scene; she’s going to be our host for the War Games

62. They arrive and Reiji is lowkey stressed because they’re missing a member and they have no idea what’s going on

63. But oh hey look, Dennis is here.

64. Flashback establishing Dennis’ relationship with Reiji and Mieru as the royal court jester of Keldea

65. Dennis “offers” to be the extra set of hands Reiji needs and Reiji is highkey suspicious, but you know what? Adult life is already so goddamn weird, this may as well happen

66. Mieru has a dumbass moment here probably regarding Dennis

67. Anyway, there’s a trumpet sequence and out come Sora, bouncing and happy, eating candy, saying hello to his dear friends Yuya and Yuzu but uh oh…

68. He’s revealed to be a part of Academia’s entourage

69. The Professor, The Tyler Sisters, Yuri, Edo, [name], a Brainwashed Rin and Ruri also appear

70. Melissa begins to explain how the War Games will work

The War Games will proceed until one side has lost more than half their players

Losing players are killed or treated as though they have been killed

At some point, every member of the team has to have been on the field in the duel

If a Captain (so Reiji or the Professor) loses then the War Games are over, no matter how premature but there is a ban on either of them entering the fray until at least day four.

A dice will decide which players fight and when

Environments for the duels are chosen “at random”

71. And then she has a light bulb moment when she notices something remiss regarding Academia. Melissa points out that Academia technically doesn’t have players for the War Game

72. The Professor smirks and says “They’re here, give them a moment”

73. Dennis has a shifty moment

74. Melissa declares the War Games feast open and that the matches will begin tomorrow

75. Round 1: Sawatari vs Edo

76. Sawatari astounds everyone and manages to win the match

77. Round 2: Shun vs Sora

78. Lancers win

79. Round 3: Mieru & Dennis vs Yuri & Sora

80. Dennis risks revealing himself to be the spy and aides Yuri and Sora by throwing the match

81. Mieru loses and Reiji is like “oh shit, maybe I do have feelings for my fiancé, even though I have been technically cheating on her”

82. Additionally, Reiji realises that “the spy” from Mieru’s prophecy is not a spy working for him, like he had hoped/otherwise thought

83. Round 4: Shun and Tsukikage vs The Tyler Sisters

84. Lancers win and the Tyler Sisters are severely punished for it

85. Leo kills them in cold blood in front of everyone and it finally sinks in for Yuya and Yuzu that Marchen isn’t as fluffy as they thought it was

86. Round 6: Gongenzaka vs Dennis

87. Lancers win and Dennis, at least temporarily, kills himself off-screen but Gongenzaka finds his suicide note or equivalent

88. Round 7: Serena vs [her old bodyguard]

89. Round 8: Yuya & Yuzu vs Rin & Ruri

90. Lancers win and manage to break the spell Rin & Ruri were under

91. Shun and Ruri have a heartfelt reunion

92. Reiji steps in before anything can happen to Rin, so she finds asylum with the lancers

93. Rin is amnesiac now??? Maybe???

94. Final Round: Reiji & Yuya vs The Professor & Yuri

95. Lancers win and Reiji goes to murder Leo and Yuya is like “bitch what the fuck, you can’t kill him, he’s your father”

96. And Reiji’s like “well I have to; he broke one of the most important laws of Keldea

97. Reiji proceeds to kill Leo in front of Yuya

98. Yuya goes berserk

99. Reiji has an “oh shit” moment

100. Yuri, who was barely standing, also goes berserk

101. Reiji realises there is an unexpected element in his father’s plan: it wasn’t just total domination of Keldea and Marchen, there was something else which even Reiji didn’t know about and it’s too late now to ask him what his goal is because he’s a corpse

102. Yuzu manages to calm Yuya

103. Serena manages to calm Yuri

104. The War Games are over, but Reiji still needs to quell Zarc’s scourge, especially since something is Wrong

105. Rin tells him about Yugo and Reiji begins to wonder

106. Four boys; four girls: Zarc and Ray – is it all connected? Can it all be connected?

107. He and Mieru have a deep and meaningful on the topic

108. Yugo returns to plot somehow???

109. Stuff happens???

110. Final confrontation with Yu-Boys vs Yu-Girls

111. Ray resurrects via Reira somehow

112. Zarc is defeated

113. Relationships are somehow resolved

114. Happily ever after :)

#merry muses #writing tag #heaven is not a place on earth #the only part i wanna write is the tournament arc because i wanna put all their arm to good use #i've got arms designed for p much everyone who is a lancer

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Hi, I just finished my freshman year in premed and my grades were horrible (like C average) and it was because I'm just not good at science in college like I was in hs... I'm so tired all the time and like I don't have chronic illness or anything and so I know it's not even like what you went through and maybe I'm stupid for complaining but I just don't know if I can keep doing this. I've wanted to be a doctor all my life, how do I give up on that dream??

(2/3) I just feel like I’m giving up and letting down everyone who expects things of me but when I think about things like having to get volunteer and shadowing hours I just feel like I’m panicing and it’s just this crushing weight and maybe I’m just not good enough but like how do I give up?? Doesn’t that make me weak?? My grades in other stuff like my history classes and even in calc were good but gen chem and gen bio fucking killed me I’ve always been a good student idk what to do now

(3/3) I’m sorry for sending this long thing that probably doesn’t even make sense and you dealt with so much shit with your sickness and stuff and you got really good grades obviously and I don’t even have anything like that, I’m just not good at school anymore?? I just know I need to make a change if I’m gonna do this premed thing and you’ve had to think about in the past what you’d do if you can’t be a doctor. I guess I just wanted your advice sorry this is so long lol I’m kinda freaking out

Oh my sweet bb anon. The first thing to do is to take a breath. The second thing to do is to stop comparing yourself to me or to anyone. Don’t start down that road of who has it harder and who is overcoming more, because that’s just not a productive line of thinking, okay? I’ve been there, I’ve done that to myself, it doesn’t lead anywhere good. Your struggles are your own struggles, and whatever you choose to do, it is valid. It does not make you weak.

There’s kind of a lot to unpack here so I’m just going to do my best.

I think the biggest question you have to ask here is whether you still genuinely want to be a doctor. So you’re struggling in your science classes, that’s okay, some C’s in freshman year don’t have to stop you. Just because your first year was hard, it doesn’t mean it won’t improve, and that’s true for a bunch of reasons. The material, for one thing: I didn’t like gen chem, but I loved orgo, and I know a lot of people for whom that’s been the case (it depends on how into quantitative thinking you are, I think). Also, intro-level bio classes can sometimes be the hardest because you have to learn a whole new vocabulary and way of thinking, but then once you have those skills it can get a lot easier. Also, regardless of your field of study, the first year of college is hard socially and academically, it’s a rough adjustment. I don’t know you, but maybe your mental health suffered from the stress and the transition, or maybe you just didn’t have the study skills yet because your high school coursework didn’t demand them. A couple bad grades does not mean you’re unable to do this.

What worries me more is that you said things like “I’m tired all the time” and “it feels like this crushing weight.” A look back through this blog will tell you I’ve had my share of feeling like this, and that not all of it can be attributed to chronic fatigue. But at least when it came to bio, I’ve always loved the material. Even when it was killing me, I love biology. I love biology and medicine so much that I do shit like writing a completely unnecessary 50-page lit review about cholera. I love a lot of other things, too, like music and history and linguistics, but nothing makes me happy like medicine makes me happy. If you love it and you’re struggling, you don’t need to give up, you just need to find better strategies for doing well. Find a tutor, work with classmates, find new study/organizational skills, retake some courses if you failed them. And there are going to be some courses in your prereqs that you just won’t like (see: me and physics) and that doesn’t have to stop you. The courses you take in undergrad are not necessarily reflective of everything to come. But if you hate science? Don’t put yourself through this. It isn’t worth it.

Here’s the thing. There is such a thing as a weed-out class, and that’s not necessarily a bad thing. Being “weeded out”, so to speak, doesn’t have to mean you’re not good enough, it can just mean that you’re figuring out what is and is not a good fit for you. My friend @carminapiranha went through this her freshman year, suffered through a year of pre-med where she struggled and was miserable before admitting it was not what she wanted. She has a degree in art history, and is about to go get a master’s degree. There was a girl I knew freshman year who was sure she was going to be a surgeon, but she got a D in gen bio 1 because the class didn’t make sense to her and made her miserable. She got an MBA and is making like hella money now.

You can change your mind, that is a valid decision. It doesn’t have to mean you’re giving up, it doesn’t have to mean you’re weak, it can just mean you’re looking for something that’s a better fit for you. You said you did well in history classes, but did you also like them? What was your favorite class you’ve taken? I know there are some degrees that feel more “useless” than others, and it would be naive of me to claim that that doesn’t matter when college is so freakin expensive, but honestly? Very few people get jobs directly in the field of their degrees. People end up doing totally random jobs all the time. Maybe there’s something else that’s a better fit for you. If there is, you should go and do that!

So I guess my question is this: why are you trying so hard to stay pre-med? Is it because this is what you want and you can’t see yourself being fulfilled the same way doing anything else? For me, that’s the wall I come up against every time I quit being pre-med (which has happened like… three times now?) If that’s the case then maybe look at alternate careers in the medical field (I myself have thought extensively about becoming a genetic counselor–similar academic requirements, but not as harsh in terms of training, and probably not quite as competitive as far as undergraduate GPA), or you can just keep pushing towards this goal and try to find better ways of studying. As for the extracurricular stuff, I would recommend that you try to stop viewing it as this crushing obligation. Find volunteer opportunities that are things you think are cool and that you want to do, not because they’re things that will look good on a resume. View shadowing as an opportunity to see whether various medical field things are right for you, not as ticking a box for some imaginary (or literal) application-strengthening checklist. If your campus has a pre-med/pre-health club, see about going to some of their events or talks. Talk to a pre-health advisor about options and opportunities. Talk to other pre-health people. It’s a lot, being pre-med. I feel the pressure too, all the time, and it can be exhausting, but if it’s really what you want to do, you don’t have to give up. You certainly don’t have to give up this early. You’re only a baby freshman (well, a baby sophomore, now, I guess) (I can call you a baby because I’m 24 and I have a whole degree now, so #dealwithit) (I promise I mean it with love and not condescension). One year of not-great grades is not going to preclude you from being a doctor.

But if the reason you’re so reluctant to change paths is out of obligation instead of an actual passion for the field, then it’s not worth it to keep making yourself miserable.

Whoever it is that you feel like you’ll be letting down by not becoming a doctor–your parents or your grandparents or your high school science teacher or whoever–you don’t owe them. I don’t know if you’ve got parents putting pressure on you or what, but if you do, just remember that it’s your life and no one has the right to tell you what to do with it.

Or maybe the person you feel like you’re betraying is your past self, the version of you that’s dressing up as a doctor for Halloween and telling everyone for the past 18 years how you’re gonna be a doctor and sitting in your bedroom watching Grey’s Anatomy and getting all fired up about how that’s gonna be you one day. This is a thought I’ve had a lot over the past six years or so. It’s hard if you’ve identified yourself by this desire your whole life to suddenly imagine being anything else. I don’t know if that’s the case for you, but I feel sometimes like I have this 12-year-old Kari in my head and I’m breaking her little idealistic medical nerd heart every time I take a step outside the path she’d have me on. But guess what? You don’t owe your past self shit. Your past self had ideas of what your life would be, just like baby Kari had ideas for what my life would be, but she didn’t have all the information that I have. I know better than she did. You cannot control the actions and the thoughts of your future self, you just have to trust that they are better informed than you are.

You are allowed to change. Your identity is yours and yours alone to shape how you please. It doesn’t make you weak to change course, it makes you flexible. (And hey, if studying biology has taught me anything, it’s that adaptability is key to survival) (There’s a reason my blog is called “dynamic instability”)

#premed #pre med #Kari tries to give advice I guess #sorry if this makes no sense I wrote it in the middle of the night #I kind of wanted to reply 'why the fuck are you asking me I'm a certified disaster'#but I didn't #because I had things to say so #anon #asks

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venuspapi · 7 years

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obviously there's a lot more to compatibility but just in your opinion, which signs do you think would work best in a relationship with capricorns?

i think, a lot of capricorn types really admire and want to achieve competence and stabilitye in some way. they want to be professionals in their field or achieve something of importance, yfm? they want to be pillars of society. i’ll list why all signs can be good with capricorn

aries and capricorn work well because although they are square each other, aries is a leader, aries is someone with conviction and power and capricorn greatly admires that and wants to achieve it but can sometimes clash with aries. both are willfull personalities. both can be fiercely devoted to the ones they love though. both have strong leadership qualities and are ambitious, but capricorn also has much more stamina and perseverance than aries sometimes. they have a lot to learn from each other.

taurus and capricorn both crave security, as earth signs they understand the power of security and of being rooted down. this pairing gives me the sense of a strong traditional couple, the high school sweethearts who have a slow courtship but a relationship lasting a lifetime. taurus might be too complacent, capricorn seemingly cold, but ultimately, this is a relationship where there’s a level of understanding innately, a yearning for the same or similar things. security and comfort are the goals and are easily and amazingly achieved with these two. A Power Couple™

gemini and capricorn are likely to seem too different to function well as a pair, because mutable air gemini is up in the clouds, scattered, ephemeral, and capricorn is someone who wants and usually achieves rootedness, solidification, and who’s usually a pillar for the family or friends. but they can contrast each other and complement each other well, too. gemini can do with the grounding influence capricorn provides, and can help direct gemini’s attention to something singular, while capricorn can learn from gemini and learn to get unstuck. pragmatic capricorn could learn a thing or two looking at problems from a thousand different angles the way gemini does

cancer and capricorn are sister signs and thus have the most magnetic and opposing and fulfilling relationship, i think. the most to learn from each other. cancer is the other side of capricorn. where capricorn achieves something for the family, a way to prove their worth, cancer’s achievement is their family and their home. cancer and capricorn bring to mind the housewife and the working husband, and as outdated and oppressive as that concept is and was, this is something that is ideal to them. a cancer loves a nice home, a cancer belongs in a nice home and idealizes the perfectly decorated house full of life and love and light, and capricorn is another member of that and can learn to be one. capricorn isnt cold, theyre warm, theyre working to provide for the ones they love, and cancer needs to learn how to accept that, just like how capricorn can learn to be unafraid, can express their vulnerabilities with others and be stronger for it. i could go on but i wont cuz this is mad long already, but theyre a Power Couple™

leo and capricorn share a commonality which i rarely see discussed, but it’s that both of them are intensely aware of how they are perceived by others. leo is ultimately more intuitive and successful in this regard because it is a relational sign, but both signs want to be admired and respected, if not loved and liked. both can have a “stage fright” around others they like, an unwillingness to be vulnerable or afraid to make a move lest they make a mistake and look incompetent. the success that comes with the both of them learning how to be unafraid and outwardly passionate and ambitious is amazing and i think that unexpected kinship can bring a lot to the both of them.

virgo and capricorn, as earth signs, innately understand each other and their desires on a certain level. both want to achieve a security and comfort like capricorn and taurus. virgo loves to serve, and capricorn can bring virgo out of that, can help virgo and give virgo the recognition that they think virgo deserves. virgo loves to work in the shadows and works in humility and modesty, something attractive and yet confusing to capricorn. and virgo can teach some modesty and humility to capricorn, can teach them that sometimes recognition doesn’t mean as much as the work itself. capricorn and virgo both innately crave to serve the ones they love, because love is work done for the other person, in the name of another, work is work and love is love and idk how to even go on, tbh, this relationship is a very devoted one.

libra and capricorn are square each other, so there’s notable tension, but tension isn’t necessarily bad. tension can serve as energy to fuel something exciting. saturn rules capricorn and exalts in libra, indicating a love of rules and regularity, an understanding of class and tact, of propriety. both are intensely image-conscious signs, too. a libra looks at others and wants to be liked, a capricorn looks at others and wants to be respected. im a libra and i always like capricorns or capricorn types :( cap can be a little too oblivious, or sober, or too straightforward for libra who can be coy and likes to flirt and is a little more playful, and libra can be too impatient and dynamic or too coy and indirect for capricorn. they also have a lot to learn from each other. a Power Couple™.

scorpio and capricorn are extreme, i think, in the way that scorpio can penetrate and read capricorn in a way they are very clearly not used to, and it excites and scares them the way scorpio scares and excites everyone else. capricorn can seem so at odds with scorpio too, i dont think anyone can come close to holding all the emotions scorpio has, i dont think anyone can come close to holding in all that intensity given to them by a scorpio except maybe another scorpio, but... a capricorn comes pretty close i think. they both hide, and capricorn and scorpio give tremendous power to each other once they start being vulnerable with each other.

sagittarius and capricorn are very much like gemini and capricorn, capricorn enjoys routine in a way these signs dont, and they can bring capricorn to tremendously new far away places. capricorn can interpret things more dynamically with sagittarius in a way that betters them, but capricorn can teach sagittarius the unseen, every day beauty, the beauty of adventuring and learning and exploring and then coming back to a place and a person. an unlikely seeming but very beautiful pairing imo

capricorn and capricorn innately understand and know each other in a way no other pairing does, they understand why the other does what they do. they can be hypocritical and be forced to taste some bitter medicine if theyre unaware of themselves, but this is a strong couple. there’s not much to say about it tbh bc both of them are similar people and there is strength in it, for them, they’re beautiful. this is the couple that’s as in love at 90 as they were at 20.

aquarius and capricorn are intensely attracted to each other i think... capricorn feels pressured, and can stick to conventions of politeness and propriety and classiness very well, but aquarius gives a taste of rebellion that proves addicting and exciting to capricorn. theyre both ruled by saturn in antiquity, so there’s an inherent understanding of society and what is preferred and condoned by society, and capricorn can experience a freedom with aquarius in shunning that for the first time, while aquarius can gain an appreciation for what makes things the way they are, can appreciate the beauty of tradition.

pisces and capricorn are an unlikely but still very beautiful couple, because with pisces, capricorn feels the need to look beyond the secure and physical and material. pisces can appreciate the structure that capricorn provides as always, and capricorn can benefit from more awareness and attention given to the spiritual. to riches and achievements that are for something beyond the self... and capricorn likes feeling protective of things and pisces likes feeling protected i think.

sorry i jus liked doing this like i got RLLY into it

#capricorn #Anonymous

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meetmeatthewhaleskull · 7 years

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I got accepted today!! Ahhha! I'm so excited! So okay is COA worth it? Like bang for the buck? And will I like a school that's smaller than my high school? And what about like sports? I'm a huge sports fan and idk if others will feel the same. Sorry for so many questions. Just curious

Congratulations onbeing accepted to COA!

You raise some bigquestions, most of which are pretty hard to answer in a “one-size-fits-all”kind of way – but we’ll try to share some perspective on your questions thatwill hopefully help you figure out whether COA feels like the right fit foryou.

Is COA worth it? Inshort, yes! But as you figure out whether COA is right for you, you’ll want togive some significant thought to what you’re really looking for in the nextfour years of your education and life. Many colleges are built around havingyou choose a major or a set career track. At COA, our focus is more on helpingyou challenge assumptions and build a broad set of skills that will allow youto be a critical-thinking problem-solver who can work across disciplines tocome up with new, creative ways of doing things. People go on to all kinds ofjobs after COA (for instance, teacher, scientist, doctor, park ranger, graphic designer), but we’re not a collegethat will put you on a pre-defined track; our goal is to help you develop intoan innovative, flexible person who can work independently, and with others, onsome of the complicated issues facing our world, in whichever career you decideto pursue. Human ecology is about understanding ourselves and our world, and itinvolves challenging yourself in often uncomfortable and unexpected ways. Webelieve this is the best kind of education you can have for today’s complicatedworld; it’s really why we exist as an institution!

If you’re looking formore concrete information about what alumni do after COA (including the percentworking in different fields, numbers going on to grad school, etc.), you canfind that on our website here. And you can check out what some of our alumniare doing now by scanning through these alumni profiles; or feel free tocontact admissions if you’d like to talk with someone working in a specificfield. Here’s one perspective on human ecology from a recent graduate, nowworking as a teacher:

“Human ecology is the best foundation for my work that I couldask for. Studying human ecology reinforced for me that knowledge and skillsmust not be taught in isolation. I am guided by the philosophy that the bestway for students to develop into life-long learners is for them to be givenauthentic, hands-on opportunities to explore, express themselves and tacklereal problems in their local and global communities. Human ecology encouragesme to search for context, for contradictions and interconnections and tosupport my students developing their own understandings of this complex world.”– Nimisha Bastedo ’15, Outdoor Education Teacher, DehGáh Elementary and Secondary School

As for whether you’ll like a school that’ssmaller than your high school…. For perspective, we have lots of students whochoose COA after attending large high schools because they’re explicitlylooking for a closer-knit community where they really know their peers andprofessors. Here’s a recent Tumblr post with various student and alumniperspectives on what it’s like to go to a small (read “very small”) collegelike COA. We really can’t give you a definitive answer on this one; we thinkthere are so many advantages to being part of a small community (being known,interacting with a wider variety of people, knowing your professors, etc.) butultimately you’ll have to decide whether it feels right for you.

As for sports – if you’re looking for thecollege football scene you obviously won’t find that here; but can you findother students who will watch the game or enthuse about sports with you? Sure! Oneof our professors, Jamie McKown, organizes a fantasy football league everyyear; and if you’re looking to play soccer, or ultimate Frisbee, or water polo,or go trail running – you’ll find other students into those things too.

In our opinion, there’sno better way to figure out whether COA is right for you than visiting campusfor at least a full day, sitting in on classes, and asking lots of questions ofcurrent students and faculty members. Good luck with your decision!

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10/3/18 -- Sister Nicole Ritman, Spain, Madrid Mission

Satan Works Hard, But We Work Harder 😈<😇😇

¡Hola a todos!

This entire week falls under the slogan of my subject line. There's just some weeks where Satanás is obviously working against us and all our amigos. For example, the amigo we put on fecha kept having random stuff come up that made it hard to meet even though he wanted to. Once we finally met it was hard to actually give the lesson because random interruptions kept happening like literally a guy wandered in from the street into his living room and started asking him advice on how to remodel his kitchen. I'm not making this up, like can this wait? We had a member at the cita and she was so cute because she just tore out a paper from her notebook, got the guys number and sent him away lol. We still didn't get to teach the lesson because then, a minute later, he got a call that something heavy had fallen on a friend and he had to go help her. We were like ???? This is getting a little obvious Satan, back off. We were RELENTLESS and we finally got to teach him Lección 3 later that week after so many times trying to meet. This is just one example of how Satan was working against us this week but we wouldn't let him take the W. We worked so hard, I was soooooo tired. It's kind of funny because in the pictures I'm sending you can see me getting more tired in every one lol.

Things like that are pretty discouraging, but there were also some very encouraging things like when the member we had at his house for the cita pointed out a pencil drawing on the wall that was him copying the painting on the front of the Restauración pamphlet we gave him that has Jesus holding a lamb. Sooooo precious! 💜 Literally made it all worth it.

Another high of the week was the member family we have noche de hogar with every week gave us cheesecake because it was the Father's Cumpleaños! They are the funniest family and make us laugh every week. They love to teach me new vocab and one of their favorites is "cremallera" (zipper). They call me Hermana Cremallera now because in church church they couldn't get my attention by saying "Hermana" but then they said "cremallera" and it worked lol. The spiritual message we gave last night was also one of my favs, if I do say so myself (I picked it last minute because we realized we didn't have anything planned lol. Usually we meet on Tuesdays, OK? We're not slackers.). We watched the "Create" video from President Uchtdorf that gets me everytime. It's amazing go watch it and you'll be so motivated after I promise! The daughter was kind of looking down ever since school started but we used the video to encourage her to share her talents and she sang for us (she hasn't done that since the first time I met her) and the light literally went back into her eyes! Honestly big miracles happen on the mission but my favorite thing is just seeing someone's day brightened a little bit, whether by something I did or if I'm just there to see it. I think that's something we can relate to on a universal level 😊

This week for Zone PDay we rented out the soccer field and then went to Burger King just like last time. Unlike last time, we chose Disney princesses that fit everyone's personalities and apparently I'm Meg from Hercules, and our Zone Leaders are Elsa and Pocahontas hehe. Also, we were supposed to do a photo scavenger hunt but idk what happened to that because we're all just sitting in the chapel and emailing now lol. I'm gonna make that happen next time though because that sounds legit.

Os quiero

Hermana Ritman

Questions:

How is the work progressing?

We're working on finding as a mission and we set a super high goal as a companionship to find people to teach for the month of October so it should be really gearing up! So far, it's been a lot of foundation-laying, like seeing who is really progressing and who is not.

Has it been hot there?

Yes--hotter than AZ from what I can tell, plus it's humid. The members say it's summer until November lol. But the heat doesn't bother me. The fact that it's socially acceptable to fan yourself with an abanico at any time, even in sacrament meeting or a lesson, helps.

Do you have air conditioning in your apartment? How about most of the buildings?

We have one room with air conditioning and so we sleep and study with it even though you're not really supposed to do that jaja. (We had piso checks and they said it was fine-don't worry) We're one of the lucky ones--a lot of people we meet with and other missionaries don't have it.

Do you cook for yourself a lot? or do the members feed you?

The members feed us occasionally. They feed the Elders a lot because they're good at asking, so it's our fault we don't get fed lol. Our amigos and recent converts feed us more because we see them for lessons. We also have an amigo that give us groceries everytime we see him, which is so nice. Everyone is so nice here, really. And ya I don't really mind cooking for ourselves though, we've gotten creative and I've learned a lot of things like putting a raw egg and a slab of butter and stirring it after your drain the water when you make noodles makes it sooo good. We also make fried rice, toasted gouda and salchichón sandwiches a lot. We also buy cheese frozen pizza and put this Spanish meat slices on it that are kinda like pepperoni and it makes me laugh because we Spanishified our pizza.

What is your favorite food there?

Idk if I can say churros and chocolate because I only had it once in Madrid but it's probably up on the list for me. Also Spanish empanadas they're not doughy like Sud América (those those have a special place in my heart too) --they're flaky. Also anything marisco (seafood) especially paella.

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This blog is just navel-gazing anyway, but I’m clearly not going to let that stop me from coming up with a summarization of past year’s personal ups and downs.

I started out on a rare high note, completing and presenting a fairly big creative project in early January, and actually feeling good about myself for a couple of days afterwards. And I’m afraid it was the professional peak for the year, although I couldn’t have known at the time. That highlight aside, what stands out from that winter are deaths and funerals. Starting with my aunt back in December, then old friend/mentor in late January, and then my partner’s mother in February, after a few short weeks of unexplained illness. And yeah, I tend to beat myself up here about being so shit at getting things done, but it’s safe to say in this case I genuinely had something in the way of excuses for being unable to focus for a while. I don’t want to recap anything, will only say I suppose we’ve come to terms with the situation, acknowledging that while it was terrible, it could have been much worse, and at least we were in a position to cope with the scenario that played out. In a grim way it helped that we could draw on my family’s fresh know-how of organizing things, with aunt’s funeral having just taken place. It’s not exactly all water under the bridge now though, the boyf still hasn’t started sorting the inheritance issues.

I was more operational by late spring, handling most of the pressing work concerns, but still delaying some others. I knew my contract was about to end, but I didn’t put a massive amount of effort into looking for a new job, because I had informal agreements with the same place about re-hiring me, and was feeling somewhat optimistic. When the offer finally materialized, after I’d been officially unemployed for 2 full months, the terms were a disappointment, and it’s been kind of a shitshow overall since then, as I’ve struggled to handle the workload and stress of teaching 2 new classes. The drop in my income means I’ve drained what little accessible savings I had, and am now genuinely stuck on trying to make it from payday to payday, which is another source of stress, and something I sorely need to address sooner rather than later. Would I rather have genuinely found something else to do in a different field, some 9-5 gig, I doubt it; even with the shit pay this position has some upsides of working mostly from home and mostly on my own schedule. But it’s another temporary contract - 8 months left, and even if I somehow survive until then on this pay, it is beyond clear that this is unsustainable. I need to keep looking and applying for better options. Not ideal when I feel down about my abilities, but there is no escaping it. (I am looking at job offers, but haven’t applied for anything since last winter - which took me nowhere.)

As for recreation, the summer was quite happy despite lack of appropriate warmth and other worries. Day trips with friends, etc. I went to London, Paris, Brussels and Copenhagen, and don’t regret any of it besides maybe not having more adequate gear with me for handling the weather at Copenhagen (however, did just fine in the Paris and London heatwaves). It was worth everything I paid. Idk how I’ll afford travel next year, but it is a goal to work towards.

Definite upside of this year: I somehow managed an actual lifestyle change by seriously reducing my sugar intake during strawberry season. Still not quite sure how it worked, but I like it and don’t intend to go back. I’ve gotten over the worry of somehow falling off the wagon; apparently it’s ok to have a small amount of dessert on special occasions, particularly when I don’t feel like explaining my dietary choices to people - there is a high likelihood it will taste far too sweet to be enjoyable anyway, and I no longer get cravings for more. I’ve saved money and lost some weight, and like the way I look more than I used to. The habit of getting reasonable, if not ideal amounts of exercise helps too.

As for personal growth... I’ve improved my French a bit, which is a long-term, ongoing goal, and I have read quite a lot for work and feel slightly less ignorant as a result, I guess. It’s still just drops in the ocean, but I ought to just come to terms with feeling perpetually inferior already, because it is clearly not something that is ever going to go away. That being said, the year has provided opportunities for observing some characteristics in me that I perhaps haven’t given myself enough credit for. (I, uhm, have watched other people behave in ways I would never?) I have got inner strength and drive, I’ve got plenty of good skills and capabilities, and I think I’m genuinely a decent, polite, kind person, a good partner, friend, family member, etc. I’ve gotten better at not feeling worthless even if things aren’t great at work/moneymaking fronts.

I wish I was a bit more articulate and witty though. I can be, sometimes, but don’t know how to do it consistently. Wonder if I’ll ever learn.

As for the coming year, I have no resolutions as such, but plenty of wishes I should put effort towards.

* I would like to write more, to get to a place where my creativity isn’t tied up in things I do for money (”tied up”, or should I say, in a chokehold?), but feels at least partially my own again, to be used primarily for enjoyment, and achieving personal goals.

* I want to build up some savings again (idk how), I want to buy furniture to upgrade my living situation (idk how on this pay), I want a driving licence (idk how on this pay and with my workload). And I can’t resort to magical thinking and buy lottery tickets, because you get ID’d for that here, and I’m too embarrassed to admit that hi, yes, it’s me, I am really that desperate. (Idk who they share this database with, either, what if I’ll actually be at a place to afford a mortgage someday, but the bank then flags me as a person with a gambling habit?)

* I want some professional achievements and recognition, not just money, dammit. Fed up of being outperformed by my peers.

* I should spend more time outdoors. That would apply to going for long walks locally (I’ve had dreams about going for runs again? Who knows), and day trips out of town, but also travelling. Just want to go on nice, relaxing holidays though, with the boyf, or more friends if possible. I don’t really want to go to any more conferences, because I’m still so fed up of travelling alone, even if someone else is paying for it.

* It would also be nice to read some books for entertainment sometimes, not just work.

* And I want to feel good about my looks, and in order to do so, have decided to be an adult about getting regular haircuts, now that I’ve located a great hair stylist. Every 4 months perhaps?

Last note is not a wish as such, just a recognition that I should grit my teeth and go to a gynecological checkup. Nothing’s wrong and I don’t want to, but soon it’s going to be 4 years since last time, isn’t it.

I wonder at which age does the “get yearly checkups” bullshit stop, clearly old women are not bothering?

It’s never more obvious how vague and possibly conflicted I feel about my gender identity than when I actually need to do something that reduces me to a set of genitalia, and assumes I am enthusiastic about being categorized on that basis, and embracing the labelling and the implications of biological determinism that go with it. Everything about it is just alienating af to me.

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cenaynaylovesjesus · 7 years

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Access June 18th Outline Notes

Share: Pastor Joe from the Singapore site asked us this question. What is something that you are proud of in your life? Why?

Personal Reflection -junior Duchess -valedvictorian. -got to dream college (UT AUSTIN), graduated and got scholarships to fund education. Why am I proud of those goals? I set a goal and stuck with it for the most part.

Greater than what i hold onto. Consider: where do u find your safety, security and success? What do you hold onto?

The One Thing: Give up what you hold onto in vain; Jesus is your real gain.

Luke: 18: 18-23 ESV I. Jesus knows your "one thing" Profile: young rich man is… -young -successful. -entitled position of authority and influence. -educated. -do-gooder. "Good teacher, what must I do ro inherit eternal life?" Vs. 18

What is your actual belief about God? In Singapore- people have the right answer for everything. 1+1=2. Right thing to say. There is this Asian culture to try to save face You have a different.... Face with family. Face In public Face with friends. Face at work. Americans value freedom of expression.. as long as I express myself that’s what matters. Not as much freedom to express what you honestly feel in Singapore and Asia in general.

It’s hard to know what people’s actual belief’s about God is because there is this culture of saving face. What is your actual belief about God? Jesus starts to reveal what he actually believes. Jesus asks.. why do u call me good? No one is good except God alone. God defines what is good alone. Do u really know and believe I am God?

The young rich guy: tells Jesus “I have kept the ten commandments since i was young.” Modern day rendition: “I I I think that I am good, and i am going to jesus for him to affirm me as a good guy…” “Don’t you see those 17 gold stars i saw in kindergarten. The rich guy was insecure.. genuinely curious. The way he responds is a little defensive explaining himself insisting on his own goodness.

Pastor Joe: For many years i felt like i was a good kid. I did all the right things.. knew all the right answers. Jesus revealed the mans actual belief. This is your one thing in life. He was sad, because he had a great number of treasures.

***The rulers actual beliefs: Good things, come to good people by their own good efforts.

**This mans actual one thing (God) My own accomplishments and gains.

Sometimes it takes faith to recieve Gods gift.

Pastor Joe: “Some of you use church as a cover for your unfaithfulness. Send me Lord... why? I was running away. I was such a perfectionist that i hesitated to turn in papers on time. Man... i don’t care about what ppl think but I care what ppl think.

Have you ever been uncomfortable trying to follow God? I don’t want to do this... Im so dry.. God just disagreed with you. Have you ever walked away from God but ever walked away feeling sad? You are here present but you heart is not.

What is that one thing? That thing u have to give up.

What is your one thing? God has revealed to you that you have put your trust in? Your true idol for safety, security? Success?

When Jesus isn't your one thing, Jesus just becomes an add-on in your life to make you feel more affirmed?

I placed my church inv. At my significance. Person came in late to access and judges them for being late. I refused to address outside of Jesus. I tried desperately to find my significance in anything and everything even in good things like the church.

The young ruler found his safety and security in things other than Jesus. When we surrender to God we are so focused on the losing part we dont realize what we are gaining. I wonder if he was insecure and didnt know the steadfast love of God was greater than anything else in this world.

What the young man should have responded.. is i have no good apart from God. Psalm 16: 1-2.

“The deepest, tenderest place in the heart of God is reserved for sinners who can offer him nothing but their need.” Ray Ortlund.

II. Jesus is worth surrendering to Read Luke 18: 24-27 The disciples told Jesus “you just turned away your prime candidate.” This guys has been to OCR b4 ocring, and been to every OCR, participated in Freshman missions, did Csmp and now going on asian missions. This rich guy “Hes done it all. Hes the ultimate bachelor. If not him.. who is good enough?”

***Our idolatry makes it impossible to follow Jesus and gain eternal life. Marriage is an exclusive committed relationship. Even if you are the most hard working person in life.. if its not Jesus your pursuit.. then at some point you may turn away.

Jesus is the only good one.. its on his goodness that we stand upon.

Ask yourself: Is there anything you feel like you deserve more of? Have you been obsessed with your competence, reputation, or ranking amongst others? Have you been experiencing a loss that u need to grieve over? Is there something youve gained that you feel you need to hold onto? Is there something you dont want to pray about?

A lot of seniors.. What r u doing after graduation.. idk.. stop asking me. Its embarrassing just to say IDK. Like an essay you are dragging out that you don't know. Second, Third, 4th friend all get jobs.. First friend.. you are happy.. But you think what about me God?

Come to LG you have job.. Praise God it was a gift to me.. yes lord it was a gift praise God..i can be a missionary in my field. 4 months in and your like i hate work.. it stinks.

We always challenge graduates to give your first paycheck to step out in faith.

Students esp... im telling you its harder and harder to give up your all. As a bachelor.. all i have is time.. married.. i hesitate.. Becuase of my Baby boy.. As you get more sucessful you gain more.. the more you gain the harder it is to give and hold up.

***Is Jesus really worth it? Jesus makes eternal life worth it. .. not by yourself but by the work of God. Vs. 27 He makes it possible to say and do good works.. overflow of good works. Ephesians 2:8-10

Read Luke 18:28 Surrender to Jesus is complete. Surrender to Jesus is continual. In order for it to be complete but continual.

J.D. Greer Surrender starts with the realization that... I would gladly give it all. Surrender means coming to God with open hands and open heart. Am I fully surrendered?

Following Jesus doesn't have anything with your current profession.. its something deeper than that. Regardless of what your doing.. what and where.

Jesus is worth it all. Paul.. whatever I had i counted as a loss for the sake of Christ.

I was so dedicated to the middle East in the military I even came up with the... Four Ms Missions in Military for Muslims in Middle East - genuine prayer at first. Camp Greenly. Rifle in my hand and training.. shooting at target. God spoke to me to pray... Vivid image of when i gave my life a few years prior.. ive been pining my hopes in marine corps. I took pride in it.. over the years.. i put my safety security and significance in military. I took out loans.. forgive all loans if you sign up for more years. I had stopped turning to the Lord as my providor. My lord i give up marine corp.. Hehe. I see what u are doing.. Go to county called dajbootie. Narrowed down list.. Ok lord send me. My name wasnt called. Lord.. what is it that you want me to do? Those good things had become my one thing. Whole season pray through.. hopinh whatever you want to do.. show me and ill follow.

God opened door.. miracle provision for transformation center. Month later.. Months later pastor Andrew.. asked me to get inv. With church.. Month after that sent pastor ben. Month after that first int. Church plant.. 6 months. God showed me this is what I'm doing. Person challenged me.. what y Fast and pray about it.. I think, I think God was calling me to be a Pastor..

Went with Jakarta for a year. That was a hard year. Christ was probing my heart what my one thing really was... Are we even listening to what the Lord has to say.

Psalm 27:4 Intimacy from God was Davids one thing.

Helen H. Lemmel

One thing: Give up what you hold onto in vain; Jesus is your real gain. Life Application: I release............. My reward is Christ alone.

Reflection: I think for me, I doubt that God wants me to give up on being an AuD. I just don’t think that’s what God want’s for me, but I think He is wanting me to surrender my timeline, by not getting into grad school this year, it kind of screws up my 10 year plan, but maybe one more year in Austin is just what I need to help transform me into a missionary not only as a worker in the workplace, but also as a student, in all areas of my life. 10+1 year timeline here we go. Also if you get a chance, please watch Pastor Joe’s from Singapore’s preaching. He’s such as hilarious pastor, he’s so sassy, in speaking truth to people’s lives, he calls them out on their bluff.

#hmccannarbor #pastorjoe #hmccsingapore

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