#note taking app

[dukeoftheblackstar]

Anyone here uses Evernote? I loved this app so damn much but then they added a price on it so like. Ahem. No no, not for now at least.

Any alternative would be appreciated.

So note taking app, preferably with notebooks for division.

[chroniclecloud]

Chronicle Cloud - Best apps for note taking on the iPad

The devices like the iPad and tablets have also revolutionized teaching and learning in schools. iPads have made teaching tasks easy for teachers. Since the future lies in blended learning, teachers must use iPads and tablets to maximize learning. 

Technology is here to stay, and it will take over our lives in unfathomable ways. I decided to keep myself updated with the best way to use teaching technology. I have been using the iPad to maximize student participation, maintain student data, and track student performance. 

Few good apps for teachers to use with their iPads or tablets-

Some of the things the teachers can do with an app include-

Communicating with parents

Sharing learning material

Track student progress

Track student performance

Manage grades effectively

Document student progress and achievements using digital portfolios

The cost of the iPad may worry a few, but what if I asked you to calculate the cost of textbooks, year by year...? An iPad will last you at least five years, and with the help of eBooks,  digital texts, podcasts, etc. I think iPads and tablets will be worth their cost. Virtual solutions and time management tools to optimize performance are here to stay and will continue to be in high demand in the foreseeable future. Hence, it becomes imperative for teachers to use technology to maximize learning outcomes. 

Chronicle Cloud

Chronicle Cloud is a note-taking and record-keeping app that has been specially designed by teachers and for teachers. Over a million educators trust Chronicle Cloud with classroom management. The intuitive interface allows teachers with behavior management through detailed note-taking,   managing rosters through different academic years, gauging student progress, conducting formative assessments, maintaining grade books, and also aggregate scores for the whole class and individual students. The interface makes communicating with parents a breeze!

With cloud-based technology, teachers can share and store data for future use. 

Here are a few tasks teachers can do effortlessly with Chronicle Cloud -

The devices like the iPad and tablets have also revolutionized teaching and learning in schools. iPads have made teaching tasks easy for teachers. Since the future lies in blended learning, teachers must use iPads and tablets to maximize learning.

Technology is here to stay, and it will take over our lives in unfathomable ways. I decided to keep myself updated with the best way to use teaching technology. I have been using the iPad to maximize student participation, maintain student data, and track student performance.

Few good apps for teachers use for note taking with their iPads or tablets-

Some of the things the teachers can do with an app include-

Communicating with parents

Sharing learning material

Track student progress

Track student performance

Manage grades effectively

Document student progress and achievements using digital portfolios

The cost of the iPad may worry a few, but what if I asked you to calculate the cost of textbooks, year by year...? An iPad will last you at least five years, and with the help of eBooks, digital texts, podcasts, etc. I think iPads and tablets will be worth their cost. Virtual solutions and time management tools to optimize performance are here to stay and will continue to be in high demand in the foreseeable future. Hence, it becomes imperative for teachers to use technology to maximize learning outcomes.

Chronicle Cloud is a note-taking and record-keeping app that has been specially designed by teachers and for teachers. Over a million educators trust Chronicle Cloud with classroom management. The intuitive interface allows teachers with behavior management through detailed note-taking, managing rosters through different academic years, gauging student progress, conducting formative assessments, maintaining grade books, and also aggregate scores for the whole class and individual students. The interface makes communicating with parents a breeze!

With cloud-based technology, teachers can share and store data for future use.

Here are a few tasks teachers can do effortlessly with Chronicle Cloud -

Organize multiple classrooms

Importing and Maintaining rosters

Import or add behavior notes on students in the note-taking section

Import or write speed notes on students and attach them with the roster’s account

Record formative assessments

Record instructional needs of individual students

Create a grading schema and aggregate grades of individual students and the classroom

Track student performance and progress

Attach multimedia files- audio, video, images

Keep classroom data safe on the cloud

Share lessons using the iPad

Share roster data with other teachers, and the administration

Share assignments and parents

accept assignment submission from parents.

[moriki-ki]

Bird sketches

[morganbritton132]

Every day I get on here and I make a post to put more unhinged Steve Harrington content out there. It’s not glamorous work and I’d prefer someone else to be doing it but here I am. Doing my part.

[stil-lindigo]

reverb in an empty hall.

prints (all proceeds go towards aid for Gaza)

[darqx]

Bought the most expensive Pencil™ of my life to test out drawing on an iPad whilst I was on hols

[pizzazz-party]

my first reaction to this line probably should not have been: "baby want smoko"

[artiststarme]

Eddie and Steve only break up once. It’s not because of a fight or a disagreement. There’s nothing nefarious about it but it isn’t quite a mutual decision either.

They break up at Steve’s request for a night so he can properly commiserate with Robin about being single.

He felt like he can’t accurately discuss her feelings and feels badly about giving her advice that he can’t even fathom anymore, not since falling in love with Eddie. As her bestest friend and the co-owner of their shared brain cell, he decides to fully support Robin by being single with her for a night.

He plans on going to gay bars with her, hyping her up as the best single wingman he could be, and commiserating the impossible dating scene with her. That’s not quite what happens though.

Instead of having a fun night out on the town as single queers in the big city, Steve spends the night wrapped up in Robins arms under a fluffy blanket on the couch wailing about not being loved anymore and Eddie breaking up with him.

Robin very much thinks it’s real, very much hates Eddie for approximately 14 hours for breaking Steve’s heart and comforts Steve to the best of her ability. She even watches sucky rom-coms with him and listens to Tears for Fears on repeat.

They cuddle together on the small couch in their apartment, loving each other and scolding Eddie in solidarity. Robin spews words of anger towards the dumbass metalhead that decided to break her best friend’s heart so callously on a random Friday night. And for no reason as well! Blasphemous in her mind.

She stews quietly all night and much more loudly when she and Steve are awoken to Eddie bringing them coffee and waffles from their favorite cafe down the street.

When she finds out that they only broke up for the night and it was very much not real, Robin is absolutely furious and makes them take her to a Blondie concert in revenge. It’s the least they can do after stressing her out so much in just one night. Deep down though, she’s happy it wasn’t real because she can see how happy they are together, if not the stupidest people she knows.

[steddieas-shegoes]

He’s not sure why he even comes to these parties anymore. He used to sell at the frat houses, made his rounds until he was out of product, made more money than any minimum wage job he could find near campus.

But he hasn’t in a while. Months, at this point.

It’s just that every time he came to one of these idiotic showing of riches and popularity, the most beautiful man he’d ever seen was sitting in the corner of the kitchen watching with a faraway look in his eyes. Sometimes he stood in a group of people in the living room, but never contributed to the conversation. Once, Eddie saw him swinging his feet back and forth in the water of the hot tub on the back patio with three different couples making out inside it, completely zoned out.

Eddie needs to keep an eye on him. Hence, he attends the stupid parties.

And it’s stupid, to go through so much trouble for a guy he doesn’t even know, who probably doesn’t even notice him back. It’s stupid, but Eddie’s never claimed to be very bright.

Which is probably why he walks up to the guy when he’s about two seconds from punching Tommy Hagan, grabs his wrists, and tugs.

“The fuck are you?” He asks Eddie, reasonably confused and angry at being interrupted by a stranger.

Eddie could feel his pulse against his fingers, swore he could feel a spark of electricity flow between them.

“Eddie. Just leave him. Whatever he did isn’t worth it,” he said through clenched teeth.

His fingers tightened around Steve’s wrists as he considered trying to pick him up, throw him over his shoulder, and walk out of this party entirely.

“How the hell do you know?” Steve wasn’t trying to pull away.

Eddie didn’t let himself think about that too much.

“I just know nothing Hagan does is ever worth trouble for you. C’mon,” Eddie tugged on his wrists again, and this time, it seemed to catch the guy off guard.

“Didn’t know you were into freaks, Harrington,” Tommy said as they took a few steps away from him. “If you’re gonna be gay, you could at least have taste.”

Eddie froze.

The guy, Harrington, tried to pull his wrists loose, but Eddie didn’t let him.

He turned to Tommy, the guy who almost got him arrested for selling at his party only a few months ago, and smirked.

If he was gonna out someone to a stranger, Eddie had no problem doing the same right now.

“And you just sucked my dick because you wanted to add it to your résumé?” Eddie grinned at Tommy, who quickly looked around to make sure no one else heard.

“As if I would-“ he tried to say, but Harrington cut him off.

“You forget you say shit when you’re high. You told me about it already. I think your exact words were, ‘he had the best dick I’ve ever seen, Steve.’ Or am I mixing that up with another dick?” Steve pulled one arm loose from Eddie’s grip, brushed hair from his face, and let it relax at his side.

Eddie could let go now, he was sure if anyone would start something at this point it would be Tommy. But Steve wasn’t trying to pull his other wrist loose and Eddie liked the warmth of him in his hand.

“Whatever man, just go. You don’t even wanna be here,” Tommy turned and left before Steve could respond.

Eddie finally let go, but he didn’t like the immediate sense of loss that filled his chest.

“You always interrupt strangers before they fight?” Steve asked him, hands shoved into his pockets.

Eddie really looked at him, inspected him. He only ever saw him at these parties, so the lighting was shit, but he’d noticed the dark shadows under his eyes a while ago. He noticed that he held himself in a way that showed he was always ready for a fight. Steve’s hair had gone flat over the last month or so, not nearly as voluminous or shiny as it had been at the start of the year.

“Are you okay?” He asked instead of answering the question.

“I’m fine, dude.”

Eddie shook his head. “You don’t seem okay.”

“Then why did you ask?”

“Just seems like something is bothering you,” Eddie wouldn’t push more, not if Steve was actually gonna get mad. But something told him that nobody pushed Steve to talk enough.

Eddie had Wayne back home, and his friends in his band here, and a couple coworkers at the bar he worked at twice a week now that he could joke around with. Steve didn’t even seem to have the people he hung around with.

“Why does it matter to you if something is bothering me?”

That’s a fair question. Why does it matter to him?

“Maybe because I just wanted to help. That’s what people do, right?”

“Not for me, usually.”

Eddie stepped closer, barely leaving space between them. “Well, I am.”

Steve stared back at him, shoulders dropping and eyes losing that angry fire.

“Why?”

Eddie was an idiot sometimes, but he was able to read people pretty well. It’s what kept him safe for most of middle and high school, and made him friends in college.

He knew what it looked like to be lonely and depressed, and Steve had check marks next to both of those.

“You wanna get out of here?” Eddie asked, once again avoiding his question.

“And go where?”

“I’ll show you my favorite getting high spot.”

“I don’t really smoke with strangers,” Steve seemed nervous.

“You don’t have to smoke. I’m just gonna show you the place.”

He watched Steve think about it, noting the way his brows scrunched together, how he bit his bottom lip, how he looked at the ground instead of at Eddie.

“Fine. But if you murder me in the woods, my mom will have you hanged,” Steve finally said.

“Hanged? Do they even do that anymore?”

Steve giggled. “Probably not. But she’d find a way.”

“Well, I’ve got no interest in murdering you, big boy.”

The blush that filled Steve’s cheeks was stunning. A perfect pink dusting his skin, giving him a healthier glow than what he’d had for a while.

“What do you have interest in?”

Eddie could say any number of things to flirt, make his true intentions clear, maybe even go straight back to his single dorm instead of showing Steve anywhere.

But Eddie figured that’s all Steve was used to, or maybe he was always the one who had to put an effort into things.

Maybe he wasn’t used to getting treated like a human being.

“I’d like to get to know you. Parties like this aren’t really a good place to learn about someone’s favorite song or what they snack on when they wake up in the middle of the night.”

Steve seemed shocked by this answer, but his features quickly melted into a soft smile, one Eddie would want to see every single day.

“Fine. But it’s not a date,” Steve held out his hand, ready to be led.

Instead of lacing his fingers with Steve’s, or even just grabbing his hand in his palm, he wrapped his fingers around Steve’s wrist again.

“We’ll see.”

———

On graduation day, Steve and Eddie found their way back to their spot, one they’d probably never visit again.

Eddie’s fingers were curled around Steve’s wrist as they stood facing each other, close enough to feel each other’s breaths against their lips.

Nearly two years together, nearly 300 trips to this spot, and more than 500 dates that they never called dates.

And it was just the beginning.

Eddie leaned in to press his lips to Steve’s gently, keeping it soft so they wouldn’t get carried away.

They had to meet Wayne at the Italian restaurant in less than an hour and then Steve’s mom expected them back at Steve’s apartment for a wine and dessert celebration.

They wouldn’t be properly alone like this again for at least a couple days, but they didn’t have time to do much about it right now.

“I love you,” Eddie whispered as he rested his forehead against Steve’s.

“I love you, too,” Steve said back.

He didn’t have dark shadows under his eyes anymore, spending more nights sleeping in bed with Eddie than awake at parties he didn’t want to be at. His hair had most of its shine back. He’d put on a few pounds after joining the gym again, using it as an outlet for stress instead of hiding in corners at parties where he would drink just enough to get buzzed four times a week.

He made friends with Eddie’s friends, plus some of his own when he got a part time job at the coffee shop on campus.

Steve never spoke to Tommy again, at least as far as Eddie knew. He didn’t seem interested in being his friend again, and once he told Eddie more about their “friendship”, he couldn’t really blame him.

“You ready to go see Wayne?” Steve asked him, probably more excited than even Eddie was.

Wayne and Steve bonded quickly and they’d probably spend most of the lunch talking about sports and where they would go fishing this summer.

Eddie nodded, but he pulled something from his pocket before Steve could pull away and start walking back to the car they now shared.

“What’s that?” Steve asked, pointing towards the envelope in Eddie’s hand.

“It’s a gift from me to you. Well, I guess both of us, but I really got it for you.”

He handed it to Steve, who opened it quickly.

He pulled out the paper inside and Eddie watched his eyes fly across the words written there.

“Eddie.”

“Stevie.”

“You got us a trip to Italy? How the fuck did you get us a trip to Italy?” Steve was looking at him, eyes wet with tears.

“Doesn’t matter how. Wayne gave us some money for it, so did your mom. I’ve been saving for a year. Want us to have something special before we have to start working.” Eddie kissed his forehead. “Plus I want any excuse to see you in some of those see-through linen shorts.”

Steve’s lips were on his, his arms wrapped around Eddie’s neck. Eddie wrapped his arms around his waist to hold him there.

“I’ll wear them every day,” he gasped as he leaned in for another kiss.

Eddie laughed. “You won’t hear any complaints from me, sugar.”

“I can’t believe you did this. All I got you was a t-shirt.”

“You know I love t-shirts. I know you love Italy. It’s a win-win for both of us.”

Steve rolled his eyes, but kissed him again.

His eyes widened. “Oh my god. Are you gonna propose in Italy?”

Eddie snorted. “Why would I answer that question?”

“Because! I have to know!”

“Why?”

“So I can make sure I have a nice outfit for pictures, dumbass.”

“You’ll just have to wait and see. You look good in everything,” Eddie kissed the top of his head before he wrapped his fingers around Steve’s wrist and tugged on it once. “Let’s get to Wayne before he sends a search party.”

Eddie smiled to himself as they walked to the car, Steve’s rambling about what he wanted to do in Italy keeping his mind from wandering too far. He couldn’t help thinking about the ring he had stashed away in his guitar case, though.

Italy was the perfect place to propose.

[mispatchedgreens]

communal spaces! are the heart of any throuple! (2 versions bc im just an indecisive baby)

it's @zukki-week and day 1 was domestic

[thesunflowerdyke]

I’ve seen so many posts on here lately with people referring to their partner as “my butch” and my heart is literally fluttering from the mere thought of being referred to like that one day.

[silusvesuius]

5 angry men

since i drew the elefant here anyways i'll put some heads of young bokeem i drew too. i love him so bad he's def in my top 5 of most favorite faces of all time. he was so gewd in dead prezidents that if i had a $day OC it would just be his character in that (snitches on everyone and gets everyone thrown in the slammer but it's okay because a fire soundtrack is playing in the background)

[anilovie]

Anakin Skywalker would make sex so sensual, and he doesn’t even realize it cause nothing embarrasses him, he’s got not shame. he’s such a romantic, he doesn’t understand how it’s humiliating for you when his soft touch lingers in your most private places, and his staring makes your cheeks get all hot, squirming from his tender, teasing touches. the sound of your soaked pussy squishing and squelching as he curls his fingers deep and fast into the sticky walls of your cunt? that’s what love making sounds like.

Isn’t it?

[decoyfinalgirl]

this is the future that the liberals of godolkin want

[coern-art-very-cool-and-nice]

tsukasa rendering practice in my notes app 👍

[lucky-clover-gazette]

drew some screenshots from my first legends arceus playthrough to accurately reflect my interpretation of the game