#study apps class 12

[cosmicrhetoric]

becoming disillusioned w/ higher education the second i left was so. okay a few years ago i sat in on a panel with 2nd gen south asian professionals (cause my friend was on it and we were hanging out after) geared towards brown high school kids looking to get into college. and everyone on the panel was pretty successful and had Done The Right Thing in hs and while there were a few liberal arts jobs up there it was mostly stem/business. but every single panelist refused to stick with the narrative they were supposed to stick with and every single one of them was like yeah i regret how I treated myself in high school and i regret assuming that if I can do well academically I'd be an ok person in the end. but during the q&a portion these 16 yr olds would raise their hand like "hi so how would I go about getting an internship in this very specific biomedical field that you were in" and the panelists had to be like "look. you aren't listening. if you keep doing this you are going to burn out so spectacularly that you will barely recover. the takeaway message is that none of this matters more than You" of course im sitting there like 😶 (cause that did in fact happen to me when i was 20 and im lucky i recovered) but the fact that every single person who was right there with me in high school has to spend their twenties like why did i do that. what was that all for. what did it get me. and there are no answers

[glowettee]

✧ preparing for next semester series (2/12): gentle planning guide ✧

hello sweethearts! mindyyy here! continuing our semester prep series with something super important - planning your schedule with intention and care.

here's a little break down into breaking this down into manageable pieces that won't overwhelm your precious mind:

essential planning elements:

class schedule

study blocks

self-care time

social activities

rest periods

creating your weekly template:

start with fixed classes

add study blocks (2-3 hours per class)

schedule meal times

plan exercise/movement

include social time

mark dedicated rest periods

time blocking tips:

use color coding (pick pretty colors!)

leave buffer time between activities

schedule harder tasks during your peak hours

include preparation time

add flexible blocks for unexpected things

digital vs. paper planning: digital sweetness:

google calendar for main schedule

notion for detailed planning

reminder apps for tasks

digital sticky notes

paper paradise:

pretty physical planner

weekly schedule template

monthly overview

habit tracker

to-do lists

remember:

don't overschedule

include white space

be realistic with time

plan for self-care

allow flexibility

my favorite planning hack: schedule your planning time! set aside 30 minutes each sunday evening to review and adjust your week ahead.

gentle hugs, mindy x

p.s. what's your favorite way to plan? digital or paper? 🎀

amazing post by @milkoomi

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it's super helpful and super cute!! check it out!! <3

[danieyells]

do we have canon ages for the TD boys? or like rough estimates? curious lolol

Nope! No canon ages or estimates, but we do know they're probably at least 19(if not 20.)

For starters an academy is a specialized teritary education facility--a college--and that's exactly what Darkwick is. An elite college that's secretly for the study of anomalies. In their fourth year they go on a sort of internship before they can graduate, which is unlikely to be done for high schoolers. I believe at least one ghoul has referred to himself as an adult. Many of them run businesses, which you need to be 18+ to do in Japan. If Yuri is actually legally a full on doctor he'd have to be like. . .26 at least? But he's probably not a full on doctor. Probably.

The first years are probably around 20 because Ritsu, someone who would surely not break the law, throws back a martini with little to no problem in Episode 8.

The legal drinking age in Japan is 20, so Ritsu, as a first year is likely at least that old. Of course he could have done it for dramatic effect/to make a point/keep Taiga's attention/play the part of someone who belongs at the auction, but regardless they're all at least 18 for certain as it's unlikely that they would have them be 20 and in high school.

If he's 20 then this is definitely a college, which means everyone is at least 18 as universities in Japan require you to be at least 18 to attend I believe.

With Alan having gone from juvie to basically being adopted by Darkwick two or more years prior he's also definitely above 20. On top of that we know he can drive which means he's probably got a driver's license which he has to be 18+ for. Other Vagastrom students drive around campus so the general students are also at least 18 unless they're driving without licences.

Tohma and Haku both seem to like cars, if we presume they have licenses they're at least 18.

Haku also said the PC seems to be around his age--while the game is 12+ or teen depending on what app store and language you're looking at I believe it is marketed more at a young adult audience, which means Haku--and presumably other third years--would likely be considered in their early or mid 20's.

Jin can drive a speedboat apparently according to one of his summer home screen lines, based on that he mentioned wanting to hear the waves i assume it's a first class small vehicle license that lets him go far enough in the eater to do that so 18+

Bonnie is described as being a large motorcycle. Assuming that makes her a heavy motorcycle by Japanese law, Sho needs to be at least 18 to drive her as he said he refuses to drive without a licence in episode 11. Licenses in Japan differ based on vehicle and its size and heavy motorcycle licenses(which don't cover cars, hence his refusal to drive a police car) are for people 18 and older.

. . .tl;dr, no age confirmations or estimations really, but we know they're at least 18~20 and older adults treat them like young adults so I'd say they're unlikely to be older than 35(but it's college so no age after 18 is impossible!)

[eretzyisrael]

M.A. Rothman  

Harvard Just Released its Final Report on Antisemitism and Anti-Israel Bias.

It’s 300+ pages and pretty devastating to read.

I thought I knew what was going on at Harvard, but even I wasn't prepared for this.

#1 A Jewish student was told they couldn’t share the story of their Holocaust-survivor grandfather’s rescue efforts because he helped Jews reach British Mandate Palestine.

Organizers said it was “not tasteful” and “inherently one-sided” because it mentioned Israel.

#2 Many Jewish and Israeli students were told their presence was offensive.

Some were asked to denounce Israel to be considered “one of the good ones.”

This came from every part of campus including peers, instructors, and faculty.

#3 Jewish students on academic trips were told their “Jewish tradition had become indistinct from a settler-colonial project.”

Some were told they shared guilt for "atrocities" committed by Israel.

#4 After Oct 7, Jewish students faced an avalanche of hatred on anonymous apps.

This digital harassment contributed heavily to a climate of fear and isolation.

Posts saying “Israel deserved it” were upvoted.

“It was surprising to see educated people post such horrible things”

#5 Some students posted images reading “Decolonization is not a metaphor” with blood dripping from the text labeled as Jewish blood.

Other posts regularly used terms like “Israeli scum” and “Zionist dirtbags.”

#6 Israeli students had it particularly hard. Many avoided certain degree programs, courses, and class discussions because of antisemitic hostility.

One said they felt every comment was filtered through: “The Israeli is speaking.”

#7 One administrator told a Jewish student they were in “a whole world of trouble” for deleting horrifically offensive antisemitic posts from a group chat.

#8 At a Harvard Law event for the families of the hostages, Harvard chose to move the Jewish students for safety reasons while protestors roamed around freely.

“They walk around like they own the place.”

#9 As we well know, chants like “Globalize the Intifada” were widespread on campus.

Many Israeli students on campus survived the Second Intifada and said that hearing it chanted daily was traumatizing.

Anyone who spent time in Israel during that period knows what they mean.

#10 At a Harvard’s Center for Middle Eastern Studies event in Harvard Divinity School, Oct 7 was described as an attack on “Israeli Jewish settlements.” in an effort to dehumanize the victims and erase the civilian massacre that took place.

#11 At the Harvard T.H. Chan School of Public Healths "Palestine Program", Israel was portrayed as existing only to oppress Palestinians.

When Jewish students raised concerns, they were asked, “Who is more marginalized, Jews or Palestinians?”

#12 In a university-wide survey, most respondents said they do not feel safe expressing their political views.

They feared academic or professional consequences.

Jewish students were twice as likely as their non-Jewish, non-Muslim peers to feel unwelcome and unsafe at Harvard

Responding to a slightly differently worded question, even larger percentages of Jewish students (67%) expressed discomfort sharing their opinions in general, with that number rising to 73% when it came to expressing political opinions. Students who are neither Muslim nor Jewish were 20 percentage points less likely to express such discomfort.

Almost 60% of Jewish students reported experiencing "discrimination, stereotyping, or negative bias on campus due to [their] views on current events," and only 25% believed that there was no "academic or professional penalty" at Harvard for expressing their views.

#13 The rest of the report continues in much the same vein, though it places significant emphasis on anti-Muslim hate which I found odd, given that a separate report was commissioned to address that.

This report is a damning indictment of the most prestigious university in America.

That it took Trump getting elected to force change is an embarrassment.

That the president quit because she couldn’t say calling for genocide is wrong is shameful.

Can anyone seriously imagine Harvard treating any other minority the way it treated Jews over the past year and a half?

The utter disdain and complete disregard for their well-being is visible on nearly every page of this report.

I'm not optimistic that this report will change anything.

But it guess it's a start.

Here's the full report:

https://www.harvard.edu/.../FINAL-Harvard-ASAIB-Report-4...

[thecapricunt1616]

Sunflower 🌻

Syd x Carmy one-shot

♡ Summary: A/U where after graduating from the CIA at the top of her class, Syd goes on a food tour in NYC & ends up hooking up with the most talented CDC, at the best restaurant in the world.

♡ W/C: 3,434

♡ Posted Date: 04/12/2024

♡ A/N: This is pure filth I tried adding some plot- I hope it turned out the way I saw it in my head. As always requests are open - for SydCarmy, CarmyxReader as usual! I hope you enjoy :)

♡ Warnings for BTC: Smutsmutsmut nsfw 18+ - Oral (m receiving) , Barely edited bc we die like men.

➵ 𝐂𝐡𝐞𝐜𝐤 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐦𝐲 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭 ♡

Sydney Adamu had just graduated top of her class at the Culinary Institute of America. She’d been hunkering down with her dad, for a long four years, she was desperate to get out of there. She already had a plan all set up. 

She’d take the last bit of money her grandfather had given her for college, and make a catering business of her very own. It would be dedicated to her parents, (of course) Syd’s hopeless romanticism was thanks to their perfect, beautiful love story of course. She’d known since sophomore year of culinary school - Sheridan Road would be her baby. 

She’d settled on this idea - with any possible odd’s and ends money she’d made during her CIA training - she’d go out for as long as it would last her. She’d learn, study, and observe, then- create her catering business, with the confidence she’d gotten a taste of the very goal she had, a star. Well - three would be absolutely fucking insanity to her- but one? One she felt like if she had it? Her father would believe she was in a real line of work, instead of just happy she was perusing her own happiness. 

It was the perfect plan in her mind. She’d already set aside the amount of money, with extra safety net, for all of the licensures, and documentation she’d need- as well as her commercial kitchen rental she’d make the food out of. Then - with the extra 5k she had left over, she booked a full food tour of the most prestigious, luxurious restaurants in NYC. 

She’d planned the tour 6 months before she graduated, since the 3 restaurants wouldn’t even accept a reservation if it wasn’t made out any later then that, and when she walked the stage, 3 days later she was on the train into the city. 

She’d be staying at a decent hotel for 12 days. Each day, she’d be having one large meal including an app, two main courses, 2 cocktails, and 1 dessert from a Michelin starred restaurant. She would be staying 4 days for 1 star, 4 for 2 stars, and 4 for 3 stars. 

The schedule was as followed; 

Monday - Hirohisa *

Tuesday - Dirt Candy *

Wednesday - The Musket Room *

Thursday - The Red Paper Clip *

Friday - Atera **

Saturday - Jungsik **

Monday - Saga **

Tuesday - Daniel **

Wednesday - Per Se ***

Thursday - Le Bernadin ***

Friday - Masa ***

Saturday - 11 Madison Park ***

When she’d got off at Penn station- she was nearly vibrating with excitement - she quickly brushed passed people grabbing their obnoxious suitcases in the overhead compartments. 

“Sorry! ‘Scuse me! Fuck- shit sorry- exscuse me!!!- whoops! Sorry- scuse me- aah! Ugh- I Didn’t mean to- oop- oh- Jesus!! Excuse me!!” She rambled, frustration building in her chest. Getting off The L wasn’t this hard- why did Amtrak feel worse?!

She took a deep breath, her nose scrunching. 

Mm. So instead of cow shit - smog, I feel at home already. 

She’d thought to herself as she briskly walks with the crowd towards the exit she meant to take onto fifth. 

She slipped her wired headphones into her ears, texting her father 

‘made it!! Love you daddy!!’

Before opening her Spotify, hitting one of her comfort albums, Broken Clocks, as she walked briskly outside - the crisp city air hitting her like a ton of bricks. 

She leaned against the brick of the McDonald’s next door, avoiding the streams of people going down and up the sidewalk, taking a deep breath. She’d not been to New York before, she’d grown up in Chicago- been to the city more times then she can count, but the suburbs were her home. Being in the city- and let alone- a city like Manhattan versus Chicago- she was looking around, trying to gather her wits - and quickly.  She clicked the maps application on her iPhone 7, tugging her umbrella out of the water bottle pocket of her backpack and tucking it under her arm as she typed the address to her hotel and clicking for the walking directions.

It honestly kind of pissed her off that each day’s food was better than the last. She’d wanted to not give a shit about stars and just focus on giving people an experience to remember - but it was cut & dry that now that she’d tasted this kind of food - she was going to do whatever she could to become as talented as the chefs that made it. 

But - she hadn’t even tried the best yet. 

The best, the best, THE best. 

She honestly couldn’t believe she was going to be trying the food from Eleven Madison Park - but she couldn’t help but be so nervous. Every other Michelin starred restaurant she’d been to - the dress code was Formal attire. But this one? THE best restaurant in the fucking world? Oh- they just say on their website ‘many of our guests dress up for the occasion, but we do not have a dress code’  

Her entire trip, She’d been cycling through 2 very different floor length gowns. One of which she wore to her graduation, and the other she’d found at Windsor on sale but it did the job. She didn’t wear luxury attire often, okay? She was too busy being Culinary school for Christ sakes! And tonight she couldn’t for the life of her choose which one she’d wear. 

This being because she was attending a main dining room tasting, which was ten courses. Easy, luxury dining courses were stupidly small. But- she was also trying their bar tasting menu which was an extra four courses. Sitting at a bar in that stupid fluffy dress for two hours would not be comfortable. But- again- best. restaurant. in. the. WORLD!!! 

She knew for a fact that she would be mad at herself if she got there and everyone around was dressed to the nines, but - for comfortability sake she went with the simple silken red gown. 

The front of house service was literally perfect. She was glad she’d brought a new notebook, because she’d never have had enough space to take all the notes she was taking tonight in the one she’d been using the majority of the trip. Their staff was very casually mannered, and they made it very easy to order. Everything was very calm and comfortable, the furniture felt very luxurious in the sense of comfortability. 

After she just had the best meal of her entire life, she knew she had to speak with the person who made it. Her mind was blown for lack of a better word. The food was fucking incredible. She had a rule to keep herself able to taste as much as possible: she was only allowed one bite of each dish, but here- she couldn’t just limit herself to one. Each dish she was taking 2 even 3 bites- but when she got to the sunflower dish? It was brilliant. She finished every bite, she couldn’t not. It would be sinful to waste it. And the only thing on her mind was that she had to talk to the chef who’d made it.

Her waiter comes back to her table, giving her back her card and receipt. 

“Thank you for dining with us this evening, have a wonderful night” he told her 

“Thank you- Um- may I speak with the chef who made the sunflower plate please? I’d like to pay my compliments in person if possible.” She asked hopefully. 

“Of course, that would be Chef Carmen- give me just a moment I’ll go get him for you” he nodded and headed back to the kitchen. She looked over her notes, remembering the questions she’d wanted to ask about the dish. 

Carmen, she wondered if he’d been named after the saint. His talent was surely straight from the hands of the Mother of Christ. 

Shes interrupted from writing in her notebook by a husky, silvery voice 

“Excuse me- I was told you’d like to speak to me, I’m Chef Carmen, I made your sunflower dish this evening.” 

“Hey- I’m Sydney - that dish was- ” she stood up to face him- and when she realized who was in front of her, her heart began to race. Of course, she’d thought, of course - only a JBA contestant could come up with a dish so ingenious.

 “Oh- um…Hi.. Hello- you’re like -” she blinked a few times, in utter shock. “You’re Carmen Berzatto“ She swallowed thickly. 

Sydney was obsessed with this industry- she stalked the JBA website every year to see who would be nominated, dreaming that some day she’d be on that list. Being even nominated would allow her to die happily feeling as if she’d won a fucking Nobel Prize. That was how much she respected those damn awards. 

“I am” he said and cleared his throat nervously. 

“Well- firstly congratulations on your nomination- you like- if it was up to me you’d win because that sunflower dish was-” they’re interrupted by one of the food runners coming over 

“Chef Carmen- Chef Daemon requests you in back of house now.” she said urgently, the girl looked like she was on the brink of tears as she continued taking the tray of food over to the table it was meant for. 

“So sorry, i’d love to hear what you have to say but uh…” he trailed off. 

“Yeah- yeah- sorry, sorry I wont keep you-” she said and he shook his head a bit 

“No- no- um… I mean -” he wouldnt usually be so bold, but his ass was going to literally be kicked if he didnt get back there in the next 5 seconds. “I’m gonna go out for a smoke at 11:15. If you wanted to keep talkin’ ill be there” he said before heading back to the kitchen.

Sydney was nearly shaking - there were so so many things she wanted to ask him. She also realized he was much - infinitely hotter in person - how that was even possible? She remained unsure. She had reapplied her lipgloss and her perfume, nervously pacing back and forth along the sidewalk. 

She hears the back door open and she looked over, out emerging the greek god incarnate she somehow got so lucky as to run in to tonight. “Hey!” she said with her famous warm smile. 

He didnt return it, actually- he looked pissed. She swallowed thickly, rubbing her lips together nervously “Hey - sorry again I uh- fuckin’ boss” he muttered, fishing his cigarettes out of his pocket. 

“No- don’t apologize please, I totally get it. I mean, you're the CDC at literally the best restaurant in the world. I wouldn’t have bugged you if I knew, I mean- my table, like- I’m not a critic..I guess I should have clarified cause of the notebook thing but they usually are more…low key? I thought? Do they usually just come and whip out a notebook? That would make it easier I think… But nonetheless I’m so so grateful to have been able to eat a meal that-��� she rambled on anxiously but he stops her.

“You talk when y’nervous” he said with a small smirk, lighting the cigarette between his lips and inhaling, leaning against the brick.

“Uh-” she stuttered, her face feeling hot suddenly. “Sorry- I’ve uh… i’ve been told” she chuckled a bit, taking a few steps towards him and leaning on the brick only 2 feet or so between them.

“It’s charming, y’smoke?” he offered her the pack with a red top, she looked down at it.

“I don’t- not- not yet anyways” she joked, crossing a slim arm over her waist. He couldn't help but realize how the action made her breasts more prominent. 

“You’re a chef?” he asked, taking a drag of his cigarette.

“Yes! Yes- well.. Just graduated, not working anywhere yet- I’m going home soon to try and start my own catering thing…” she explained and he nodded.

“Where’d y’graduate from?” he asked, exhaling the smoke away from her direction.

“CIA - 2 weeks ago, Valedictorian actually, y’not the only chef around here with street cred” she joked and he chuckled.

“Really? Word. Thats sick, good job. Y’said y’re headed home? Where’s that?” he asked, taking another drag of his cigarette.

“Chicago! Can’t wait to get back, Hudson life is… not for me- I forgot how convenient public transportation was” she said. 

He raised his brows in surprise, “Chicago huh? Thats my old home base.” he said 

“I know! You’re actually… really famous did you know that? Like- they talk all about you during lectures, you’re the new golden child of the culinary world” she teased and he rolled his eyes playfully.

They’d been inching closer and closer without realizing throughout the whole conversation, she was now so close that she could see the barely there scar on his cheek, her focus locked on it. His gaze was locked on her plump lips and he was imagining how they’d feel around his cock.

“I do unfortunately - you’ll learn soon enough that praise means being a target in this industry.” He said 

She bit her lip, meeting his striking blue eyes once again. “I really meant to tell you earlier was that sunflower dish was the best meal i’ve ever had. And i’m not just…sucking your dick because you’re you - I knew that before I knew you made it” she laughed a bit.

He followed suit, “Well if you want to- i’m not gonna say no.” he said and her eyes widened a bit, feeling her core pooling with heat at the idea. Of course he was half joking. It was so sudden and out there he would have never expected her to indulge him. 

“I mean- here? What if your boss comes out?” she asked, a bit quieter as if she was trying to assure they’d not be caught.

He nodded towards the row of 12-wheeler trucks parked 50 or so feet away. “Haven’t moved in 6 weeks” he shrugged casually  “Lead the way Chef”  she motioned with her hand, a frisky smirk on her lips.

“Holy fuuuck” Carmy groaned, pushing his cock deeper into her tight hot mouth. “Y’like takin cock like this mmm? Y’like bein’ my little fuckin slut?” he muttered, thumbing away the warm tear that was gathering in the corner of her right eye. “So fuckin’ good f’me-” he growled, moaning at the wet gurgling noises emitting from her.

She swallowed around him, looking up at him with tear-filled dark lustful brown eyes, widening her jaw further and tonguing over the pulsing vein on the underside of his length, gently squeezing his thighs to urge him further. 

“Y’want me t’fuck y’throat? Mmm? Dirty fuckin girl” he gathered her braids into his fist, wrapping them around his palm and roughly tugging her off. 

She whined hotly, the sensation of his rough hand sending waves of pleasure through her being. “Please” she said wantingly, tonguing over his slit before wrapping her lips around the tip of his head in a sensual kiss.

He took his thumb, pulling her jaw open wide and thrusting into her mouth with a satisfied grunt. “Y’know-shhhit y’know what? I think this is the only way t’shut y’ass up? Mmm?” he inhales sharply as she pushed his foreskin back and spit on his exposed sensitive tip.

“Jesus fuckin-” he sharply inhaled through his teeth as she gently grazed her teeth over the sensitive head, his abs clenching in pleasure and hips quivering from the overstimulation “fuckin-h-aaaa-ahhh-mm-shhhhit-jesus fuckin christ” he whimpered, his head falling back against the metal with a sharp bang as she took the flesh into her mouth, flicking her tongue sharply over the weeping tip before smoothly sucking over the buzzing stimulation. He knew if she kept up the act he’d be filling her mouth with his seed within seconds.

“S-sooo fuckin filthy - y’want my cum in y’throat? Mmm? Little fuckin whore- h-holy-oh god- i-” he nearly suffocated her as he buried his cock further down her throat. He reached down, his fingers rubbing along his thick length buried in her warm tight throat. 

“F-fuuuuuck- ah- oh shhh- mmm- thats it- thaaaaaat’s it- good fuckin girl” he grumbled, roughly and sloppily guiding her head in such a way that the noises being made if it weren’t her he would think theyre overdramatic and disgusting. He also didn’t know where the hell all of this talking was coming from. 

Normally in the bedroom, he was quiet. Very quiet. The only way the women he was with knew he’d enjoyed himself was if he even came at all. Sex usually wasn’t about his own pleasure since in the presence of another he found it so hard to get off - it was more about giving him imagery that would help him later in regards to finishing. 

“You are so fuckin good at that huh? You take my cock so well such a good fuckin girl” his jaw goes slack as she put her hands on his hips to steady him and slowly sinks her mouth all the way down to the hilt, her eyes shut in focus. 

She gently rubbed her thumbs over his hips, swallowing around his length in a way that made whimpers fall past his lips he didn’t know he could make himself. “Holy shit y’fuckin- oh- ohhh fuck” he grunts as she takes one of her hands and begins massaging his balls and looking directly into his eyes, pulling off his length to breathe and gently pushing the foreskin back, kissing over the sensitive flesh with her plump lips. 

“You can fuck my face- but deepthroating after a meal like that is pretty hard, id love if I can keep it down” she said, even with spit running down her chin, teary eyes, and swollen lips - she still looked adorable to him. 

“Sorry- sorry” he muttered, loosening his grip on her hair “keep doin’ that fuck yesss” he breathed out as she swirled her tongue around his head. He thrust in and out of her mouth, gradually moving faster but being careful as to not slam into the back of her throat. 

She stroked the bottom half of his length with her other hand, eyes closing and doing her best to swallow around him all the excess saliva that was dripping down her throat. She hollowed out her cheeks, looking up at him as she slowly and carefully sunk down once again, keeping her eyes locked on his. 

“Mmm-shhhit-I’m fuckin-“ he groaned, his knees nearly going weak and head falling back with a thud. Blood roared in his ears, his hands shook slightly from the tension rolling off him in waves. 

She nearly choked at the amount rolling down her throat. She pulled off slightly, swallowing - more like gulping, assuring to hollow her cheeks and swirl her tongue as she pulled off with a pop as to not waste any of the sweet salty mess. 

“You- you- you are fuckin crazy” he breathed, looking down at her. 

She wiped off her mouth, chin, and neck with a tissue she’d kept in her purse before saying “I’d say you’re crazy, “ she got off her knees, picking up the chefs coat he had thrown down for her to kneel on, to which she insided it out before she did so it wouldn’t show any dirt. “If I had that coat? It would never touch the floor” she shook it off carefully. 

He quickly fixed his pants “he’s a friend it doesn’t matter I can always get a new one” he countered, putting the coat back on and buttoning it. 

Her eyes widened “friends?! How the hell did you run into him?!” She asked. 

“You- y’re into fashion ‘n shit?” He asked and she nodded enthusiastically 

“Are you fucking kidding me?! Thom Browne is insane all his shit Is absolute fire. I wish I could afford one of his jackets like- it’s totally a dream wishlist kinda thing” she took some gum out of her purse. 

“When do you uh…go back?” He asked. 

“Tomorrow. Headed to Chicago on Wednesday” she said and he nods. 

“Oh- yeah okay..It was uh…it was nice t’meet you” he said awkwardly “I should probably um..” he trailed off, clearing his throat nervously.

“Totally- yeah great to um…great to meet you too chef.” She nodded 

“Could I um…” he rubs the back of his neck anxiously “could I maybe get y’r…” he trails off, cheeks pink with embarrassment. 

“My number?” She asked, grabbing her phone out of her purse. 

He nodded, cheeks bright red with embarrassment “yeah sorry-“ he mumbled

“Yeah- if I can get yours” she teased, clicking open the blank contact screen

[inmyowndelusion]

Any specific Barty headcanons (my disposable bug-eyed son)??

YOU DO KNOW HOW LONG IVE BEEN WAITING SOMEONE TO ASK ME THIS!!

(I’ve recently just written all of my Barty Crouch Jr headcanons in my notes app; I will warn you there is a lot)

Barty Crouch Jr headcanons.

- (1)Insanely smart

- (2)Really messy blonde hair(you just can’t tame it, and it pisses off Barty Sr. So much)

- (3)He has a mouth like a sailor(meaning he’s always swearing; gets it from his mom)

- (4)Very skinny because one of his dads many punishments is not giving him food

- (5)A mommy’s boy because his mom was always there(but he kind of also has mommy issues, idk it’s just really complicated)

- (6)type of kid that was never able to leave the house(for real the reason why he is so pale)

- (7)hates alcohol, weed and cigarettes with a burning passion

- (8)insomniac(he stays up way to late studying half the time)

- (9)A Ravenclaw

- (10)his bestfriend is Pandora; they both complete opposites because barty is very uptight and pandora is very care-free

- (11)His biggest free is too be like his father

- (12)had a stutter when he was younger(like 11-13)

- (13)He didn’t have any friends in first year and up until the middle of second year when Pandora was like your my friend now

- (14)favorite class is history of magic and charms

- (15)very fascinated with Evan when he first met him

- (16)he’s very opinionated, and does not like to be wrong

- (17)Photographic memory, if he sees something it is glued to his memory

- (18)So very many freckles, like too many

- (19)He comes off very confident and sure of himself, but not gonna lie he’s actually really insecure.

- (20)He actually did pull out a good chunk of his hair when he was studying for his owls

- (21)A prefect in his fifth and sixth years and was head-boy in his seventh year

- (22)loves quidditch but he would never play

- (23)Him and Regulus are academic rivals(their for real frenemies)

- (24)everyone knows about how shitty his relationship is with his father

- (25)When he got all 12 of his O.W.L, that was one of the only times in his life that his dad was proud of him

- (26)He has helicopter parents(his mom more than his dad but still)

- (27)Has dimples

- (28)He has abandonment issues, and social anxiety(oh how he hates ministry party’s but he still has to go to keep up appearances)

- (29)Very dark brown eyes

- (30)He’s actually really fucking weird like(Pandora and him are for real are you gonna match my freak)

- (31)He’s a pretty crier not gonna lie

- (32)Dark circles underneath his eyes

- (33)has some sort of personality disorder

- (34)He’s is the little spoon in the relationship.

- (35)him and Evan were for real made for each other(even though they are a bit toxic)

- (36)he was born like a 3 weeks early(his birthday is October 21rst)

- (37)He was most definitely in the slug club(even though he kinda of sucked at potions, he was only chosen because of who his father was)

- (38)He can be extremely manipulative at times and he is also a great actor(the reason why so many people thought he was innocent after his trial, and that skill has also gotten him out of so much trouble)

- (39)he can easily mask his emotions; anger, sadness, happiness etc.

- (40)He’s extremely clingy to people once they get close

- (41)He got way to close to the Lestranges for his own good after Evan died

- (42)When he gets a really bad letter from his dad he just completely shuts down

- (43)Barty actually had a pretty close relationship with his house-elf, Winky

- (44)He’s can speak so many different languages such as, gobbledegook(the goblin’s language), French, German, English etc.

- (45)Very complicated home-life

- (46)Barty fell first and fell very hard in the Rosekiller relationship

- (47)He will give you the most dirty look if he doesn’t agree with you

- (48)Severely touched starved, he always has to be touching Evan for his own sanity

- (49)His favorite color is a very specific color of blue.

- (50)Top of almost all of his classes(the only classes he’s not top in is divination and potions, which Pandora is the top in both; he kind of hates her for it)

- (51)5’7-5’8

- (52)He for real puts school and grades before his mental health.

- (53)he is very blunt and doesn’t really have filter, and has zero social skills(if you say something wrong or if you pronounce something wrong he will correct you ect.)

- (54)He purposely pisses off Evan half the time

- (55) he wants to be perfect but he’s so far from it

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ROWAELIN MONTH: DAY 12

~ Meet Ugly / Meet Cute ~

Thank you so much for your patience with this one. I know it was eagerly awaited so I won’t keep you any longer.

The Sweetest Promise Masterlist

~~~~~

Aelin’s stomach grumbled, a reminder she should have eaten dinner at least an hour ago. But she was on a roll and she didn’t want to lose this flow, her empty stomach be damned. She had found a journal article on ‘hidden composers throughout history’ and she was busy dissecting it for her thesis. Four years ago at the age of twenty she had moved to Doranelle so she could study music at the city’s top university with a world renown music program. Aelin had loved just about every minute of it.

She was in her final year and was working hard on her thesis that would round out her entire course of study. The title of her thesis was The Female Impact on Classical Music. It was all that Aelin could think about, either awake or asleep. Researching, drafting and just trying to figure out how to use words took up most of her time these days. Then at night she woke up from dreams in a panic as she edited in her sleep. For the first three years of her course she had managed to work at a diner just outside campus in between and after classes, but it quickly became apparent that it wouldn’t last. Aelin didn’t know if she was in burnout or if the shift in brain function was just too much for her, either way once the new semester started it had only been weeks before she was handing in her notice. After that she had lived off her meagre savings until she figured out what she would do next.

Her savings were almost depleted and although she could go to her parents for help, she was determined to do this whole move to another continent for college and be self-sufficient thing by herself. Running back to mum and dad was too much for her pride to bear. They would give her whatever she needed and do it gladly. Aelin just didn’t want to feel like she had failed.

That was where Kaltain came in, a woman about Aelin’s age who lived across the hall. They had been passing pleasantries for months and weren’t quite friends but definitely more than acquaintances. One evening Aelin had been coming and Kaltain had been going, both stopping as they saw to the locks on their doors for different reasons.

“Date night?” Aelin had asked, noting the dress and the makeup and the heels. Aelin was a little jealous, she hadn’t been out in ages. She always loved an excuse to dress up.

Kaltain nodded. “Noodles? Again?”

Aelin sighed, looking down to where the five pack bundle of instant noodles could be seen poking out of her shopping bag. “I’m a girl on a budget, what can I say?”

Then Kaltain stopped, giving Aelin a curious look. “Did you know I’m being paid to go on this date?”

“Okay?” Aelin had no idea what she meant or why she was handing over this information.

“The amount of money I get from a single date is enough to feed me for a week and I don’t mean on shitty noodles.”

Kaltain went on to explain her situation. She’d set herself up with a reputable sugar baby website and app. People paid her for her time a few nights a week and all she had to do was turn up, smile and make conversation. If anything beyond that was requested she had the power to decline or approve, and there were various kinds of contracts supplied by the admin. It all sounded intriguing, but Aelin still held her reservations.

“And you don’t have to sleep with them?”

Kaltain shrugged a delicate shoulder. “That is entirely up to you. When I first started I just did a string of first dates until I got used to the whole process. And then when I got the hang of things or I liked a particular client, I changed things up.”

“Hmm,” Aelin hummed, considering everything she had just learned. As she crossed her arms the plastic rustled like a little reminder of what her alternative might be.

“If you want any help with your profile,” Kaltain sang over her shoulder leaving Aelin to decide on her own.

So, Aelin eventually deferred to Kaltain’s advice and taken the plunge. She spent days working on her profile and then it was a few more on top of that to publish it. What had held her back were all the assumptions that went with gaining the title of a ‘sugar baby’. If it got out, what would people think of her? What were the men coming into that situation expecting? Kaltain had assured her more than once that she didn’t actually have to sleep with the men and that she was in total control of what happened. Aelin could just take on the suggestion of going on a continuous string of first dates. That was what kept her resolve up and Aelin had hit post, connotations be damned.

That had been more than a week ago and she was still caught in a gut twisting anxiety of the unknown. Honestly, she found it a little insulting that it had taken her this long to get a hit. Humility had never been her strong suit, she knew she was beautiful and that alone should be a massive draw card. Maybe she’d have to ask for a very small loan from her parents with how things were going, one week for rent and groceries, that was all she would need.

Her stomach grumbled again, and Aelin was more than a little sad that this might just be her second helping of noodles for the day. Lunch and dinner, lucky her. She straightened, stretching her arms above her head to decompress her back. Her tiny kitchen was waiting for her when the phone beside her knee lit up. Aelin assumed that it was just some social media notification—but it wasn’t.

You’ve got a request, Sugar

“Oh, holy gods,” Aelin whispered, lifting her phone to her face. This was it, this meant someone wanted her company. For money.

Aelin unlocked her phone and opened the app just to see who this person might be. The first piece of information she was given was a name, Rowan Whitethorn. Not a bad start. She tapped through to his profile, he was a lawyer, lived in the city, his age was left blank—a little odd but apparently that was a subject some of the clients could get a bit touchy about. The final piece to the puzzle was his photo. Aelin touched the icon to make it bigger and—

“Oh.”

It was terrible quality. Like whoever this Rowan Whitethorn was had cropped his photo from a much smaller one. All she could distinguish was silver hair and his general facial features if she squinted. She grimaced and not at all pleased with her prospects. This looked likely to be some old guy wanting a pretty face to keep him company. It was only the hollow feeling in her stomach that prompted her to open the chat.

>> Hi, Rowan. How are you?

<< Great. How are you, Celaena?

>> Not too bad

<< Good to hear

Aelin was filing through small talk topics when the ellipses appeared, showing that this Rowan was typing away. She watched the tiny animation stop and start at least three times before a message finally appeared.

>> I’m just going to be direct. I need a date for a charity gala tomorrow night. I expect you saw that I’m a lawyer, I’m trying to land a client and a date is essential for that. It won’t be much more than following me around and smiling, and I’m willing to increase your proposed fee due to the last minute nature.

More dots and Aelin waited.

>> I understand if you decline. This was a last ditch effort for me.

<< Procrastinate, did you?

>> Seems that way.

For a moment Aelin sat on her bed and contemplated her options. This didn’t seem too bad. If she said yes she would be arm candy for some desperate old guy who couldn’t get a date on his own. It could be worse, so much worse. As far as a first round as a sugar baby went, this might just be a very easy introduction.

<< A charity gala? You said you’d let me charge for last minute inconvenience, what about wardrobe? I’m sorry but I’ve left all my ballgowns on another continent.

The reply was almost instantaneous.

>> Whatever you need. Say yes and I’ll transfer the funds right away.

Because now it was up to Aelin, she was the one with the power. She could ghost him or even go as far as blocking him, and never have to hear from Rowan Whitethorn again. Or, she could help an old codger out and get paid for it. It might be painfully boring, but at least she could get decent groceries and a pretty dress.

<< I suppose it’s a date, Mr Whitethorn

Aelin went back to her profile and confirmed the request. Her starting rate only sat at $350 because she had no reviews or anything yet, so she was hoping for maybe another hundred dollars or so for the “last minute fee” and for the dress. She waited, impatiently, for whatever notification was supposed to come next. Maybe he’d chicken out, or find someone better. Aelin doubted it, she was an absolute steal, she was beautiful and cheap.

The heralding ping echoed around the room and Aelin saw a tiny red bubble up in the menu corner. She followed the notification and it took her to the money page.

Please check your bank account for receiving of money transfer.

Heart pounding, Aelin did just that. She opened her banking app and there it was. $500

“Desperation did have a price,” Aelin said to herself with a smile.

Feeling accomplished and positively loaded, she decided that she could treat herself and order in tonight. And considering she had classes tomorrow she didn’t really have time to buy a dress for herself. There was another option, right across the hall. It might be wrong of her to pocket the dress money, but she assumed in the line of sugar baby work there were some blurred lines with minor ethics in this kind of trade. What the mysterious Mr Rowan Whitethorn didn’t know wouldn’t hurt him.

Nearly 24 hours later was waiting outside her building in a dress she had borrowed from Kaltain, made up to the nines. She’d chosen a deep green velvet number. It hugged her curves, but not in an indecent way, and the draping cowl neckline showed just enough cleavage to spark the imagination. Aelin had swept her hair to the side in an old Hollywood style with red lips to match. She looked stunning and she’d made sure to take a few photos to add to her profile.

It wasn’t long before her Uber turned up, courtesy of her benefactor and it was just a short ride from her university recommended apartment building to the hotel the gala was being held at. Aelin got out of the car, the bright lights of the hotel brightening the street in the dark. Rowan had said he would meet her inside so she didn’t bother searching for her grey headed date out here. There were more people milling around inside and she caught glimpses of the room decked out for the gala. From what she could see, it looked amazing, and she was very interested to see what kind of desserts she’d be able to find.

Aelin sighed and waited, she couldn’t get in without an invitation. All the other guests showed either a fancy paper one or something on their phones. The large foyer started to empty and there was a fleeting sinking feeling in her gut that she might be getting stood up. At least Aelin was already paid for her troubles.

She watched the front doors, ignoring anyone who didn’t fit Rowan’s very blurry description. Plenty of handsome men and pretty women walked through the foyer and into the gala, as time dragged on Aelin got impatient enough that she checked her phone for any updates five times. She was about to send a message politely demanding to know where he was when movement at the doors caught her eye.

The man had his head down as he fixed his jacket cuff, his silver hair keeping her attention. When he looked up he damn near took her breath away. He was devastatingly handsome, his face on the rugged side of classically handsome with those sharp cheekbones. Like her, he was dressed for a party so it was easy to assume he was a fellow guest. The way his broad shoulders filled out his jacket was downright criminal, because holy gods this was a fine specimen of a man. The stranger paused to look around the room and then pine green eyes landed on her.

Aelin straightened as his gaze dipped over her and she was now damning the situation she found herself in. How was she supposed to flirt with this man when she was meant to be escorting a lonely lawyer around?

Unknowing about her internal crisis this god amongst men started walking over towards her, and Aelin tried not to cry over the fact that she would have to turn him down. Because despite his silver hair, he wasn’t old. In fact if Aelin had to hazard a guess he’d be 30—if that. His silver hair…

What if… no.

Aelin warred with herself, could this be him? Could this incredibly hot and not old man be her desperate lawyer? Was this the right guy?

He got closer and closer, not deterred by anything and he stopped right in front of her. “Celaena?”

Blinking twice, Aelin had to force her mind to jump start. “Rowan Whitethorn?”

When he nodded, the relief that went through her almost had her swaying in her heels. He wasn’t old. “I thought you might have stood me up.”

A boyish kind of embarrassment lit up his face. “I got distracted by work. That’s not unusual.”

“I see,” Aelin said. A desperate workaholic it was then.

Then just like that, he tugged at the hem of his jacket becoming a polished business man. Rowan extended his arm, the music and the lights of the gala beckoning. “Shall we?”

Aelin slipped her phone back into her sleek, black clutch and took up Rowan’s offer. “Lead the way.”

If this man and this party were to be her introduction into the world of being a sugar baby, Aelin wasn’t at all disappointed.

~~~~~

The evening was a complete success and full of surprises. Rowan didn’t know what to expect when it came to his date, but she was utterly charming and stunningly beautiful, and she managed to play the part perfectly. She smiled and chatted away, making up for Rowan’s lack of social finesse. What she was very good at was managing to steer conversations away from getting too personal. They knew next to nothing about each other, things could have gotten awkward very rapidly if not for her quick and distracting wit.

It was hard not to be drawn to her, to be enchanted by her. The dress she wore… it had nearly stunned him into silence. It was sexy, but also reserved enough that it wasn’t the wrong side of indecent. If that exact shade of green wasn’t already his favourite colour, after tonight it sure as hell would be. Celaena had a classic beauty, and she moved and spoke with admirable confidence. The unique hue of her eyes was startling and it was hard to look away.

On top of all that Celeana also had a wicked sense of humour and he was at risk losing his hard bastard reputation just from the sheer amount of times he’d found himself laughing at something she had said. She was a life saver. Having her there not only allowed him entry to the event, but also let him do all the elbow rubbing he possibly could with the directing manager of Forest Fae Toys and Games with the added bonus of some harmless flirting. She knew how to play the game and it was a relief that Rowan didn’t have to do all the work. He was in with a shot now thanks to his contracted help. This woman was well worth the money.

That thought was jarring and highlighted the ridiculous fact that Rowan had to resort to such lengths. But at the same time it had been so easy and Celaena had been more than lovely company. If he was being honest with himself, he’d like to see her again, and not necessarily in a paid for capacity. It was unfortunate that they had to meet under these circumstances, it just made things awkward for him going forward.

The uncomfortable truth of it was that Rowan was lonely. He’d forgotten how nice it was to spend time with a pretty woman outside the capacity of work. And it was almost like they had skipped a step here. Because of the pretence and expectations they had glossed over all the tension that came with being strangers. There were just less expectations and that made Rowan feel like he could relax. Socialising had never been something he’d been good at,, and it seemed Aelin had more than enough to make up for the skills he was lacking. He would very much like to see her again, but from what he understood, that decision was entirely up to her.

“I have one question before I go,” Aelin said when they were out on the street and waiting for the car he had ordered for her. Once they had left the gala they’d moved a healthy distance apart and even though it was silly for Rowan to miss her closeness, he did.

“What is it?” Rowan asked, curious as to what mischief that she was up to.

She raised a hand gesturing at his hair. “Is this a fashion choice?”

That was not what he was expecting, Celaena had surprised him again and it made him let out a soft chuckle. “Genetic. Runs in the family.”

She laughed, and shook her head. “Your profile picture was so bad that I thought you were some old guy who couldn’t get a date.”

“Well,” Rowan said, resisting the urge to rub the back of his neck, “that’s only half true.”

She laughed again and the sound of it went straight to his gut. Her bright eyes stayed on the top of his head while she said. “Well, Rowan Whitethorn. My bank account thanks you.”

“You’ve saved me in more ways than one,” Rowan admitted.

The car pulled up and Celaena and the driver swapped confirmations before she turned back to him. “Goodnight then, Mr Whitethorn.”

He didn’t know why she called him that, but he didn’t exactly hate it. “You have a good night as well.”

Celaena flashed him one last smile before she ducked into the car. Seated inside, she leant forward and gave him a final wave and then she was gone. Rowan went back into the hotel foyer to use the elevator to get to the underground parking lot. His silver sedan was waiting for him, the colour now making him smirk. Climbing into the driver’s seat he was more than ready to call it a night.

Not bothering to plug his phone in, Rowan turned on the radio and then immediately tuned it out to fuzzy background noise. He was too busy thinking about Celaena to listen to the music or the words. It was unfair that they had to meet like this, it really didn’t give them a chance for anything more. And Rowan had specified he was only after a one time thing. He’d damned himself from the start.

Rowan was home before he knew, the streets of the city not all that busy this late at night. Tapping the dongle on his keys he pushed the button for his penthouse apartment. He had never bought it for pretentious reasons, he had loved the view if provided over the rest of the city—all the way out to the ruins that skirted the northern edges of it. His tie was the first thing to go, and then his jacket, next he was fishing his phone out of his trouser pocket and froze.

There was a notification on his screen, and if he had connected his phone like he usually did he might have pulled over wherever he was to tend to it. It had some from Sweet as Sugar and it kept up with the habit of being direct and succinct.

Celaena would like to spend more time with you. Yes or no?

Rowan unlocked his phone and he didn’t know if he’d ever replied to message that fast in his life. He even managed to accidentally scroll up in his efforts to send it a reply because his thumb had slipped in his eagerness. Because he very much had his one resounding answer.

Yes.

~~~~~

Posting from my phone so it might get another edit. @rowaelinscourt

[ahgasegotarmy116]

Semantic Error | A Jeon Jungkook Series | Chapter 2

Based off of Semantic Error (bl) by J Soori Summary: While y/n starts to discuss her vision for the game she finds out that JK was someone she had hoped she would never have to deal with again. Giving up on her game for now she focuses on work and school but Jungkook has other plans for her this semester. Pairing: Techie inexperienced fem!reader x Artist fuck boy Jungkook Word count: 2.4k~ Warnings: Explicit language (a little bit). Idk that's pretty much it for this chapter. A/N: This is heavily based off of the original bl (boy love) and it covers chapters (episodes) 2-12. I've switched around the timeline and got rid of a few scenes here and there so they're not exactly alike but I would like to stick close to the original story so let me know what you think! P.s. If you don't mind spoilers I would highly suggest reading the original story. I read it on the app Manta with the english adaptation being done by Angy and you can also find the Kdrama on Viki :) Read from the beginning

Sitting down with JK and explaining my vision for the project is becoming increasingly annoying, he picks out the flaws in the designs that Hana drew up as well as called my whole concept boring, basically making me want to just start ground ground zero at this point.

"Are you sure you'll be able to actually be able to create what I want? In terms of functionality and the coding behind it all on your own?" he asks, questioning my abilities.

"If you give me a chance I'm sure I'll be able to create a fully functioning 2D application" I say simply, knowing what I'm capable of. 

"You know there are other aspects that you have to think about besides the design factor of it all. Have you figured out how you're going to go about that or would you be needing my help as well?" he asks getting cocky, trying to belittle me.

"I am aware and it's your choice what you plan to help with. I just need a character and gaming environment design from you. I'm able to handle the rest if need be" I say plainly stating my intentions.

"Well if you want me then I'll work on it with you". We work out a rough layout of how this will all go and when I feel it's time to end the meeting I hand him my phone and ask him to put his number in so I will have a ways to contact him to set up future meetings. 

"Looks like you already have my number" he says and I tilt my head curiously, not sure how I would've found myself in a situation where I would need his number.

He calls himself from my phone so he has my contact as well and I see the name Motherfucker pop up on his screen. "Wait you're a girl?" he says clearly as confused as I am. JK = Jungkook, how did I not put that together?!??!?!

I snatch my phone out of his grasp and see the contact name I've assigned to his number and my heart drops seeing the name Freeloader 3 on the screen. Grabbing my bag I run out of that study room and don't stop until I've made it home. 

Closing the door behind me I pray I've somehow lost him and that he didn't chase after me to see which way I took to go home.

I'm a girl so there's no way that he could cause physical harm to me. Right? He seemed somewhat of an intimidating guy so I guess he could go either way. Guys like him seem like they could get away with murder if they wanted to.

I shiver as I feel all of my hairs standing on end praying that that somehow won't be my fate. 

That was a shit way to start off my summer but hopefully I won't have to bump into him ever again since I won't really have any reason to go to campus these days.

I'll just focus on working at the PC cafe and save up so I won't have to worry about working when classes are back in session.

~~~~~~~

My summer is uneventful just as I had hoped for and just when I thought that I had forgotten that disaster none other than Jungkook walks into the the cafe.

I keep my head down hoping he won't see me but as soon as I hear a lull in the conversation he was in I knew I was screwed.

I look up at him and see that he's clearly staring me down and as soon as he confirms it's me he rolls his eyes and scoffs before he makes his way over to one of the open PCs.

Why couldn't he have just turned around and gone somewhere else? There's another perfectly good cafe on the other side of town so why did he have to pick this one? 

Who am I kidding why would he go out of his way to go across town when all we had was a little argument and he's mad at me because he thinks I'm to blame for keeping him from graduating.

As soon as I finish restocking the snack bar I get a notification of a customer placing an order and I check the notification and see that low and behold it's from Jungkook.

After retrieving his food from the cook I make my way over to him and place his items down in front of him. He looks me up and down before opening his mouth to say something which I could only assume is utterly irrelevant to me.

"Hey we seem to have gotten off on the wrong foot, do you think there's a chance that we could just start over? I could even introduce myself since I never really got a chance to do it in the first place. Hello my name is Jeon Jungkook and I'm a visual arts major" he says while holding out his hand as a peace offering. 

"And that matters to me why? I don't think we have any reason as to why we should be interacting anymore since I don't want to work with you anymore. It's best if we just forget it and remain as strangers" I say turning to go so I can get back to work.

He follows me over to the front desk where I unfortunately am forced to stay so I'm stuck having to listen to him until he goes away.

"I'm not looking for a fight I promise. I just want to start over. You seem like a pretty nice girl and I would love to get to know you better" he says flashing me a smile that I'm sure many girls have fallen for before but I don't find it the slightest bit charming. 

"Sounds like you should try to get a bit more creative with your pickup lines, I'm not interested" I say and look through the system begging for someone to give me something to do.

"I promise I just want to get to know you, no ulterior motive on my part, but if you wanted to go about things that way then I can't lie that I find you extremely attractive a-" 

"I suggest you go back to your seat unless you would like me to call management to get you permanently banned and file a restraining order for sexual harassment" I say taking care of some emails from our vendors for next week’s shipment, finally having found something productive to do.

"Okay I get it I'll back off, I didn't mean to offend you like that. For what it's worth, I really did want to be your friend" he says and goes back to his seat, finally providing me some peace and quiet.

~~~~~~

The first day back at school I fall back into my usual routine.

I always get up at a certain time so I have time to exercise and take a shower before class, I get my bike downstairs at 9:16 on the dot and I have my whole route calculated down to the second. I make sure to get to class half an hour early everyday so I don't have to worry about rushing and I have time to mentally prepare myself for the rest of the day.

Walking into the lecture hall for my Chinese class I find myself buffering at the sight of a bag on top of the usual seat I sit in. It's the perfect seat that provides me with the best view of the board and allows for next to no distractions. It's kept at a comfortable temperature and it gives me the best route out of the classroom when the lecture is over. 

Glaring down at the bag I'm temped to just move it but decide that I'll just wait until the owner comes back and ask them to switch seats.

I'm surprised that out of all the seats in this big lecture hall that they picked my exact seat.

I brush it off and go through the material we are going to cover today until I'm greeted with the mysterious owner of the bag that has caused me so much turmoil this morning.

Looking up to make eye contact with them I'm left with the sight of a smug looking smile from the bane of my existence, Jungkook. 

"What are you doing here?" I whisper since more students have started to make their way in. "I'm recruiting for my pyramid scheme. What does it look like I'm doing?" he says while taking a seat.

"Switch seats with me" I say standing up expecting him to do as I say. "No this is my seat" he says and starts to get out his class materials.

"Just switch seats with me" I demand starting to lose my temper, but before he's even able to mumble a response our professor comes in and asks us all to sit down, prohibiting me from trying to get him to give me my seat back. 

"Oh Mr. Jeon what a pleasant surprise, I thought I saw that you signed up to be my TA this semester. Class this is Jungkook, he lived in Beijing for a year so feel free to ask him a lot of questions. You'll also be turning in all of your assignments to him so if you have any questions please feel free to reach out to either of us. Right Mr. Jeon?" she asks to confirm.

"Yes I'm here to help" he announces to the class. "And I'll be right there to hold your hand the entire time y/n" he mumbles to me, using my name to address me for the first time. It some how sends a shiver through my spine and I can see from out of the corner of my eye that he's pleased with my response.

Why can't my body just cooperate with me just once? He's just a mildly attractive guy that's it, don't let his antics distract you.

~~~~~

After class ends I rush over to my next class and am greeted with yet another bag on my favorite seat.

He couldn't have gotten to this one before me as well right? Is he some kind of super villain that is hell bent on making my life miserable? Maybe it belongs to someone else and I'll actually be able to reason with them this time.

As I sit waiting for class to start I see a flash of red show up in my peripheral vision "Oh are you in this class too?" I hear him buzz right in my ear as he sits down next to me yet again. "Jungkook what are you doing here? This class isn't even close to what your major is. It's also one of the more advanced classes so I know that you're just here to annoy me" I grumble while taking my textbook out. 

"And how do you even know my class schedule?" I ask and widen my eyes as the sight of the notebook I thought I lost a few months ago.

"How did you get that" I ask while reaching for it, which he childishly moves out of my reach. "You left it at the library that one day that you ran away from me. I was going to try to stop you to tell you but by the time I stepped outside the door you were already gone. Was I really that scary?" he says mockingly.

"No, you were just unpredictable so I didn't feel comfortable being in a private room with you, that's all. Now give me my book back!" I demand, trying to reach for it again and as soon as I think I've got a chance at reaching it I hear the professor walk in. 

"Mr. Jeon is it?" he asks, unamused at the sight he's presented with.

"Yes sir" he says while both of us quickly take our seats. "If you plan on taking this class just for the purpose of flirting then I suggest you drop it, especially since it looks like this isn't required for your major" he says clearly already annoyed with the both of us already.

Thanks for getting me on his bad side already Jungkook, I think to myself, trying to control the blush that wants to grow from the embarrassment he has just caused me.

"I'm sorry professor it won't happen again" Jungkook says apologizing for both of our behavior. "See that it doesn't" he scolds and starts the lecture.  

He finally gives me my book back and doesn't speak to me again, but he sure as hell still makes his presence know with all the fidgeting he's been doing.

As the minutes tick by I feel myself losing more and more of my concentration and as soon as the lecture ends I'm up and out of my seat and head out of the building as fast as I can. I can sense that someone is following me though so I decide to stop and then feel someone bump into me.

"Hey you could've knocked us over!" he says acting like it's my fault. "Well if you hadn't been following me then we wouldn't have had this problem now would we?" I finish crossing my arms.

"What is it that you want from me? Or are you just trying to make my life miserable because you failed that class and you feel like it's my fault?" I say genuinely curious as to why he's acting like this. 

"Well I mean I'm willing to put the class thing behind if you just start being nice to me. I'm actually a really nice guy to be around and I really meant it when I said I wanted to be friends. Plus you've got me interested in that game of yours so I was wondering if you would take me back?" he finishes really making an effort to start over just like he said before.

"So your way of trying to make amends is by annoying the crap out of me? You're a lot dumber than I thought you were" I say walking away and much to my distaste he ends up following me.

"Come on just think about it, I saw the way your eyes lit up when you saw my portfolio, admit it you need me" he says regaining that cocky attitude.

"I don't need anyone, and I especially don't need you. There are plenty of designers out there, you're replaceable" I say and storm off hoping my honest feelings stopped him from wanting to talk to me for the rest of the day.

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"Help, I'm an adult and I'm realizing I can't read or write as well as I should/would like to!"

Good news! Literacy is a skill that can be worked on, even once you're out of K-12 schooling! Here are some ways to get started with increasing your knowledge of grammar, reading comprehension, classics knowledge, and writing! Feel free to reblog with more ideas/options!

Go to the library. The brick and mortar building where all the books are. Get a library card (free), and ask a librarian to help you find books on whatever skill you want to work on! I recommend the physical building because the quiet environment, going to a specific place to learn, and access to books that may not be available digitally are all helpful!

Use Libby/Overdrive! These are apps you can use with your library card to check out ebooks. If you're used to reading fanfic on your phone, reading an ebook might be an easy transition! Many apps also have font and accessibility options that can help!

Khan Academy is a free site that has lots of different lessons on grammar and reading! They're geared towards k-12 students, but can be a good place to start if you feel they can help! I've only seen the math lessons personally, but it comes highly recommended!

Find a book you read in high school and read it again! Follow along with SparkNotes or another study guide (STILL reading the book) and think about how you feel about the book without the pressure of a grade. Did you find it more engaging? Did you notice anything new?

Read a lot! Read long form blog posts, news articles past the headlines, books, magazines, newsletters. Read your voter info pamphlets. Read the transcript of a video instead of watching it. Reading engages a different part of your brain than listening!

Start with just one book, hopefully one you already own, and take your time reading it. Keep it in your bag/pack everywhere you go. change your phone wallpaper to the cover of the book to remind you to pick it up instead of scrolling. Take all year to read it! Take your time! Just always have reading be an accessible option for you.

Practice writing more! Journal, write longer Tumblr posts than a pithy one-liner. Start a proper blog, like on dreamwidth or neocities! Write reviews of everything you read and watch and experience! Write fiction, poetry, your memoir! Don't worry about it being publishable or having an audience. Practice just sitting and writing full sentences for the joy of it.

Lastly, since I'm running out of ideas now, look into taking classes again! You don't have to pursue a degree to take English 101. Some colleges even let you Audit classes (where you take the class without receiving a grade or credit), which can be less stressful. Join a book club, or start one! Even try picking out an English textbook at the library and giving it a read.

It's never too late to learn to love reading again. And to get better at it, and even write works of your own. It's not shameful to be a bad reader/writer, but it can be fixed. Happy reading!

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Combined Graduate Level Exam: Eligibility Rules You Must Know

 The Combined Graduate Level (CGL) Examination, carried out by way of the Staff Selection Commission (SSC), is one of the maximum prestigious and sought-after government recruitment checks in India. It opens the doorways to a wide range of Group B and Group C posts in various ministries, departments, and subordinate offices below the Government of India. Each 12 months, lakhs of aspirants from across the u . S . A . Compete for a limited number of vacancies, making it one of the most competitive tests inside the nation.

Combined graduate level examination eligibility

1. Objective of the SSC CGL Exam

The examination guarantees a transparent and benefit-based totally selection procedure for jobs that provide stability, security, and the status of operating for the government.

The posts consist of roles like:

Assistant Section Officer (ASO)

Inspector of Income Tax

Assistant Audit Officer

Central Excise Inspector

Statistical Investigator

Auditor

Junior Accountant

Divisional Accountant, and plenty of more.

2. Eligibility Criteria

To apply for SSC CGL, applicants have to fulfill the subsequent primary eligibility criteria:

a) Educational Qualification

A bachelor’s diploma in any area from a diagnosed university is the minimal requirement.

For positive posts, unique qualifications can be wanted (e.G., Statistics degree for Statistical Investigator).

B) Age Limit

Age varies depending at the publish, generally between 18 to 32 years.

Age rest is provided to candidates belonging to reserved classes (SC/ST/OBC/PwD).

C) Nationality

Candidates need to be Indian residents or belong to other eligible categories as described by way of the SSC.

Three. Structure of the Exam

The SSC CGL exam is conducted in four tiers:

Tier-I: Preliminary Examination

Objective kind, online

Total Marks: 200

Time: 60 mins

Tier-II: Main Examination

Objective type, on-line

Papers encompass:

Paper I: Quantitative Abilities

Paper II: English Language and Comprehension

Paper III: Statistics (for relevant posts)

Paper IV: General Studies (Finance & Economics, for AAO put up)

Negative marking applies

Tier-III: Descriptive Paper

Pen and paper-based

Essay/Letter/Precis writing

Marks: a hundred

Language: English or Hindi

Duration: 60 mins

Conducted for unique posts

4. Syllabus Overview

a) General Intelligence & Reasoning

Analogies, type, coding-deciphering, puzzle solving, syllogisms, and sample reputation

b) Quantitative Aptitude

Number gadget, percentage, mensuration, earnings & loss, ratio and percentage, time & paintings, algebra, geometry, trigonometry

c) English Comprehension

Grammar, vocabulary, comprehension, sentence correction, cloze assessments

d) General Awareness

Current affairs, history, geography, polity, economics, standard technological know-how

five. Preparation Strategy

Preparing for the SSC CGL exam requires consistent effort, a strategic take a look at plan, and smart time management.

A) Understand the Exam Pattern

Know the weightage of every section

Practice through previous year query papers

b) Focus on Basics

Strengthen your fundamentals in math and English

Make short notes for revision of GK and modern affairs

c) Regular Practice

Attempt day by day mock exams

Improve pace and accuracy

d) Stay Updated

Read newspapers, observe monthly contemporary affairs magazines

Use apps and on-line systems for daily quizzes

6. Job Roles and Perks

SSC CGL-decided on candidates get located in prestigious positions with the Government of India. Some of the blessings consist of:

Attractive Salary Packages: Ranging from Rs. 35,000 to Rs. 70,000 depending on the submit and place.

Job Security and Pension: Government jobs offer unrivaled task safety and post-retirement advantages.

Growth Opportunities: Regular promotions and opportunities to take departmental checks.

7. Challenges Faced via Aspirants

Despite the appeal of the CGL examination, aspirants face several demanding situations:

High Competition: With over 20 lakh applicants annually, opposition is fierce.

Changing Exam Patterns: The SSC on occasion modifies patterns and syllabus, requiring adaptability.

Limited Seats: With just a few thousand vacancies, handiest the maximum organized applicants prevail.

Preparation Time: It requires long-time period steady guidance, often for over a 12 months.

Eight. Recent Changes and Reforms

The SSC has been working to make the CGL examination extra obvious and efficient:

Online Application and Computer-Based Tests: To reduce mistakes and accelerate processing.

Normalization of Scores: Ensures fairness throughout extraordinary shifts.

Single Year Calendar: SSC now releases an annual calendar for all assessments, allowing better planning.

9. Role of Coaching and Self-Study

Many aspirants be part of training institutes to prepare for the CGL exam, especially for help in math and reasoning. However, with the rise of virtual learning platforms, self-study with online resources, YouTube tutorials, and ridicule test collection has come to be a popular and effective technique for many.

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Trouble Pt. 3

Demetri Alexopoulos x fem!reader

Summary: Demetri had always been one to be quiet, maybe a lone wolf. That is until he see's a new girl at school. Who is she? What are these feelings he can't describe. Reader is a very outgoing person. Very intimidating. Demetri likes that side of people sometimes. What he doesn't realize is that he falls for a Silver.

First Person POV

Warnings: Swearing, fighting, intimidation, attitude

Notes: This is based on my imagine, "I'm Sorry!" And my short fic "Intimidated Lover." Y/f/n = your friend's name. Y/f/s = your favorite song

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The rest of the day went on slowly. I was in study hall when the bell rang. Finally it was lunch time. I walked into the cafeteria, finding Hawk at a table with a couple of other people. I walk over and sit down next to him.

"Hey." He said.

"Hi."

"Uh, y/n, this is Miguel, and Robby, and Demetri you already no." He said, pointing between the three of them. "This is y/n."

"Hi." Miguel said.

"Hi."

"So did anymore drama happen today?" Hawk asked eagerly.

"No, unfortunately. I met the history teacher though, she's nice at least."

"She's the best." Miguel said.

"What drama?" Robby asked.

"Oh, she told some girls off today." Hawk smirked.

"Really? First time here?" He asked sharply.

"Obviously."

"What happened."

"Some girls thought they should tell me how to act and threatened me. So, I told them to basically fuck off." I said.

"Hm. Interesting." He said slowly.

"Oh, hi y/n." Sam said, sitting next to Miguel.

"Hey Sam." I said.

"What are we talking about?" She asked.

"Just y/n being a savage on her first day." Hawk said. Sam gave him a confused look.

"Some girls tried to act big and bold. But she didn't accept it." Hawk said. I saw Robby roll his eyes barely.

"You good?" I asked him.

"Why?"

"You just seem so enthused." I replied.

"Perfectly fine." He said shortly.

"His girlfriend cheated on him." Hawk said.

"Dude seriously." Robby said annoyed.

"What?"

"So your mad?" I asked.

"No. Disappointed." He said.

"Why? I would dump the bitch. You cheat, your gone. Out the door." I said, the table laughed lightly.

"She's nice." He said, backing up his ex.

"Sure. Charming even." I said.

"So, where are you from?" Miguel asked, breaking the silence.

"East Valley."

"Is it nice there?"

"No. Definitely not." I laughed.

"Doesn't seem like it." Sam said.

"Trust me, it's not."

"So, why'd you move here?" Sam asked.

"My father has some business stuff going on I guess." I said quietly.

"What kind of business?" Miguel asked.

"Karate." I said. The table looked at each other silently.

"What?" I said.

"Nothing. Were into karate to." Miguel said.

"Nice."

"Do you do it or is your family just in the business?" Hawk asked.

"I did years ago. Just isn't my best interest now." I said. He nodded. All of us talked for the remainder of the period until the bell rang, we all parted ways. The rest of the day went smoothly, classes went by fast after lunch, then I walked home.

I walked inside the house, finding that no one was on the floor.

"Oh hi y/n. Didn't here you come in." Cheyanne said, she was walking down the stairs.

"Hi." i said shortly, going to the kitchen.

"Your father said to dress nice today, he is having a couple of friends over. So am I." She said.

"Why?"

"We are celebrating my new mindfulness app."

"Okay." I said. I grabbed a snack and went to my room. I ate, turned on the TV and started digging through my clothes to see what to wear. Eventually I pulled out a tight fitted black dress, a few pieces of jewelry and some black YSL heels. They were brand new, the shoes I liked the best. They were open toed, and the YSL that supported the the back part of the shoe was all black. I then heard a knock on my door.

"Yeah?" I said. My father then opened it.

"be ready in 15 minutes, we have people coming over." He siad.

"I know." I said, he nodded and walked out. I got dressed, and straightened my hair, having it fall to my hips.

"Jesus. I should cut it." I said to myself. I heard some commotion outside and looked out my window to see a bunch of random people in the backyard. I walk downstairs, and through the sliding glass doors to go sit where my father was.

"Oh, y/n, this is Jonathan, Harry, Michal and Kelly." Cheyanne said, I waved slightly and sat down.

"Wow, awesome heels. Did you get them yourself?" Kelly asked, her heavy British accent pulling through.

"Thanks. My mom got them for me." I said.

"Cheyanne?" She asked.

"My real mother." They went silent, into a, uncomfortable silence, Kelly looked drawn back a bit. My father cleared his throat.

"A word. Y/n." He said, standing up. I stood after him, walking with him to the corner of the yard.

"Seriously?"

"What?" I said, crossing my arms.

"This is Cheyanne's big day. You will not sit there and be rude to her like that." He said in a sharp tone.

"But it was okay for her to ruin my birthday?" I said.

"No- no. Just be polite."

"Of course you don't care." I mumbled.

"I do care. Stop fooling around, and be polite." He said, then he walked back over to his chair, looking at me before sitting down.

"Oh my God." I said, rolling my eyes. I went over, to the other side of the yard, and grabbed a drink from on of the bar tenders.

"Can I get a Pink dragon fruit martini. Please." I said lightly.

"I.D?" He said.

"I live here. One drink will be fine." I said.

"Hm. I don't know kid." He said, rudely.

"Isn't my father paying you for every person you serve?" He stayed quiet. and nodded, and made my drink

"Thanks." I turn around to see a man standing there starring at me.

"Do you know him?" I ask the bartender.

"I don't know." He said, and made another drink for someone. The guy started walking towards me.

"My, you've grown a lot haven't you?" He said.

"Who are you?" I said.

"John Kreese. One of your dad's... friends." He said.

"Oh yeah. I remember. I think." I said.

"We met a while ago. Wouldn't expect you to." He said. I nodded.

"Is your dad around?" He asked. I pointed to where he was.

"Hm. Wow." He said.

"What?"

"Never expected him to be so... rich." He said.

"Trust me. All these people are a bunch of weird fucks." I said.

"Like the attitude." He said pointing at me.

"Follow me." I said, grabbing my drink and walking to my father.

"Just sit here." I said.

"John. What are you doing here?" My father said taken back.

"Came to see if you were here. Didn't mean to interrupt you and your little friends." Kreese said.

"Yeah. Yeah." He said.

"Y/n. What do you think your doing?" My father asked, looking at me.

"Sitting here."

"With the drink y/n."

"It's one drink. I'll live." I said. taking a sip. "Plus its pretty." I said smirking.

"She's young, let her live Terry." Kreese said.

"What are you doing here?" My dad said.

"Well, like I said, I needed to talk to you." Kreese said.

"About?"

"Cobra Kai." Kreese said. My fathers eye widened.

"What is that?" Cheyanne asked.

"Karate dojo I own." Kreese said.

"Oh Terrance, I didn't know you did karate." She said.

"It was a... long time ago." He said.

"Indeed." Kreese said.

"Must I say sir. You have a very fine jawline." Harry said, like he was inspecting Kreese.

"What the hell." I said out loud.

"Y/n." My father warned. I shrugged.

"I like this one." Kreese pointed to me. "Got your attitude." He said.

"Yup. Guess so."

"Your mother seems more, polite." Kreese said. Looking at me.

"She's not my mother. She's Cheyanne." I said. My father rolled his eyes.

"I see." He said slowly. There was a silence between all of us.

"Do you four mind talking somewhere else. Just need to have a private conversation real quick." My dad said.

"But Terrance-" Cheyanne said

"Now. Please." He argued. I smirked. Cheyanne, Harry, Michal and Kelly.

"You pulled quite the women. Terrance." Kreese said.

"What can I say."

"And your friends. There so. Bright." He said.

"What do you want?" My dad said.

"Came to talk to you about the dojo. Really need a partnership." Kreese said.

"No. No way in hell." My dad said.

"Maybe you should. It will relieve all that." i said pointing.

"One more comment out of you and you'll be grounded." My dad said.

"Your not fond of this are you?" Kreese asked me.

"Not fond of Cheyanne." I said, he nodded.

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Hey guys!

Finally posting after an eternity literally to no one. So if you’re reading this i think you’re cool.

i’ll introduce myself.

I go by the name wwonypink on this app but this is not gonna be your regular wonyoungism account. This is an account of a sleep deprived big dreaming teenager in Year 12 who wants to get into medical school. I want to make a blog of this journey so hopefully those who also have academic ambitions can be inspired.

I want to study preferably medicine at a Russell group in the UK but obviously anywhere that takes me i’ll be beyond grateful as medicine is the only specialty I am so obsessed with and I know how competitive it can get - russel group or not.

It goes without saying that as you go up the year groups, you are further divided to people who are more like-minded to you. For example last year in year 11 I was in a top set with 30 students, this year I am in a chemistry, biology and math class of students who achieved those top grades, and everyone in the country in pursuit of medicine is very much in the same position. We will then get further divided after sitting our UCAT and our actual A-Levels and of course medical school when that time comes.

So although I achieved 9A* and and A in GCSEs, I started becoming and feeling less special because there are more people like me - not to mention how many are better (I am beyond grateful of my success and I hope those who are sitting their GCSEs are able to achieve good grades as a result of their hard work).

Regardless of this, regardless of how many are achieving the highest grades no matter if they go to a private or a grammar school (you can tell I don’t because of how salty I am 💀), that i still want to pursue this dream.

So I’ll focus on both the micro and macro aspects of this journey and hopefully enjoy this experience (which i doubt)

For my personal motivations that have been working for me personally and that can keep me focused on study, I can definitely say that listening to video game playlists like Zelda or Animal Crossing, it keeps me in focused mode and also classical music. I like to push my limits every here and then with the duration of my studies but obviously I know the importance of sleep and try to prevent burning out as much as possible. I like to watch bloggers who are in medical school and I also like to watch medicine related podcasts - there’s lots of good tedtalks out there. I try to listen to them whilst studying but it’s hard to multitask so I try to listen to them when I’m doing something else.

I’ll be posting on here hopefully daily to share my journey such as what I do on a daily basis and some other things that happen throughout my day. I’ll keep weekly logs of how much I studied + for what and study habits that I think are golden.

THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR READING i hope you get top top toppest grades and I hope you glow up and love yourself too and get into your dream uni do your dream course and wish you glitter and success. Bye 😘

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Language Learning Log 2025 - Week 15 (06/04 〜 12/04)

Banner: I finally finished On the Way to a Smile! I'll be honest, I had some issues with it (most of them related to character voice and overall pacing), but I enjoyed it because I love anything FF7-related

For Japanese this week, I:

Watched 2 hours of Let's Play FF7 in Japanese

Copied vocab into my notebook

Read 2x NHK Easy articles

Practised kanji with the Kanji Dojo app

Took various vocab & kanji quizzes on Renshuu

Practised writing kanji in my notebook

Watched Japanese TV

Tried to talk with my colleagues a little bit

Listened to around 2 hours of podcasts

Read a page of a nutrition magazine

For Norwegian this week, I:

Watched 2 episodes of Bakermesteskapet

Read 2 articles

Other things I did this week:

Wrote 12371 words

Taught my first ever high school level class

Made Thai carrot & coconut soup

Got back on track with exercise after falling behind

Finished reading On the Way to a Smile

Started reading Crooked Kingdom

Finished making some lesson materials

Made it through the work week

My goals this past week were:

Review nutrition magazine vocab ✅ I copied some into my notebook

Read two NHK Easy news articles ✅ One about the stock market, one about rice prices

Cook soup ✅ I made Thai carrot and coconut soup

Finish making additional days/weather cards for my classes ❌ Honestly could not be fucked, oops

Read something in Norwegian ✅ I read 2 articles about carrageenans

Write 12K words ✅ It was a struggle, but I managed it

My goals for this coming week are:

Review N3 grammar

Work on lesson materials

Watch or listen to something in Norwegian

Make chicken & sweetcorn soup

I realised I keep coming across grammar I've definitely studied out in the wild but I can never remember what it is and so I'd like to make the effort to actually review it this coming week!

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How many languages do you know?

💕 english is my first language but i speak both spanish and english at home! i've been studying spanish for 20+ years, i speak spanish exclusively with my husbands' family (they only speak spanish!), and am comfortable getting my point across on most everyday-life things. i read in spanish for fun/to study (i forced my husband to read la sociedad de la nieve with me when we both got obsessed with the movie on netflix, even though he's not a reader at all haha), and we have a house rule about always watching movies in the language in which they were created EXCEPT FOR SHREK, which we both agree is extremely well done and just as funny (if not even funnier) in spanish. we do a lot of code-switching for the most part, and whenever we have kids, we'll follow the One Parent One Language plan, except for when we're out at restaurants, because we always ONLY speak spanish while going out to eat, it's just habit at this point. 😂 i once tried to write fic in spanish back in the early 2010s while living in spain but i felt that i didn't have all the vocab that i needed to give my writing the same vibe as in my first language, so i haven't tried writing fic in spanish since... (maybe i should??) for now i content myself with reading larivera's (@laurakrivera) spanish fic!! however, my academic!professional!spanish is much more developed than my fic!spanish writing style, lol, so when i publish my non-fiction book in english, i will work on writing the spanish translations myself (and force my husband to help me lmao)

i learned japanese fundamentals (e.g., basic vocab/phrases, word order, hiragana, katakana, some core kanji) when i was 12 (like most inuyasha-obsessed kids, maybe?? 🤣) and i learned a LOT when i lived there for a year and a half as an adult! but i never took any formal classes, it was all self-taught and in the streets (LITERALLY lmao, shoutout to the people of tokyo). i wasn't allowed to speak japanese at all in my job, so i turned to apps like hellotalk to practice and make friends who really wanted to engage in language exchange. (duolingo didn't add japanese as a language option until after i came back! 🤣😭) so i was just out there in the wild, picking it all up as i went along. i understand a lot more than i can speak, but i could probably hold a pretty convincing conversation with someone for 2 minutes before it became clear that i'd exhausted my limited repertoire. 🤣 i'd get by with a lot of discourse markers and reaction expressions and いいね! and 本当に!? and そうですね 😊 before i fell off the track completely lol.

i did 3 months of german on duolingo to prepare for a conference i presented at in austria a few years ago! helped with everyday basics, but i'm not currently investing in this language right now since i don't have many opportunities to use it in daily life like i do my other languages.

also just started learning korean literally five days ago. still working on the vowels. 🤣 i'm learning for friends, for potential work opportunities, for K-POP joking joking or am i, and also i'm a big believer in the philosophy of keeping the mind fresh and getting excited about Being "Bad" at Something every once in a while, as i purposefully Try New Things to ward off complacency, keep my brain happy and sharp, and remind myself that i can Do Hard Things. (of course, once you start to learn so many languages, your metalinguistic and metacognitive pattern-seeking skills really kick in, so approaching korean is a lot different than how it was in my other language learning experiences, so far 🤣) stay tuned, i guess haha!!

i guess you can see why i'm so obsessed with the idea of elsa being a serial polyglot/multilingual queen in basically every universe i write her in, not only because it fits with her upbringing/education/oryal duties but also i feel like elsa would appreciate all instances in life in which she could exert control over her surroundings by finding patterns and "rules" in languages and finding beauty in expressing so many meanings through so many different avenues when she herself had so much trouble expressing herself at all for so long should i write a one-shot about elsa's multilingualism as it pertains to NO KRIS NO STOP YOU HAVE WORK NOW KRIS NO

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Are you searching for the famous CBSE or RBSE schools in Udaipur to ensure your child’s bright future? Known as the “City of Lakes,” Udaipur is not only a cultural hub but also a growing center for quality education.

This blog highlights the top cbse or rbse schools in Udaipur, celebrated for their academic excellence, extracurricular activities, and state-of-the-art facilities.

Udaipur, the City of Lakes, isn’t just known for its mesmerizing palaces and serene beauty but also for its commitment to quality education. The schools here combine traditional values with modern teaching methods, creating a holistic environment for students. Below are the top 10 schools in Udaipur that have earned their place in the education sector.

Famous Schools in Udaipur

01. Maharana Mewar Public School (MMPS — Udaipur): Established in 1974, MMPS is one of Udaipur’s oldest and most prestigious schools, emphasizing academic excellence and holistic development.

02. Delhi Public School (DPS — Udaipur): A part of the renowned DPS Society, DPS Udaipur was established in 2007 and has quickly gained a reputation for academic and extracurricular excellence.

03. St. Paul’s Senior Secondary School — Udaipur: Founded in 1953, St. Paul’s is a well-known institution with a legacy of producing accomplished alumni.

04. Ryan International School — Udaipur: A part of the Ryan International Group of Institutions, this school offers a blend of global education and local values.

05. Seedling Modern Public School (SMPS — Udaipur): Since its inception in 1992, Seedling has been known for its focus on academic rigor and character-building activities.

06. St. Mary’s Senior Secondary School: Established in 1969, this co-educational institution offers a nurturing environment. With a focus on modern pedagogy and extracurricular activities, St. Mary’s ensures all-round development.

07. Rockwoods High School: Established in 2012, Rockwoods has quickly risen as a hub for innovative education. Its student-first approach and integration of technology ensure top-notch learning experiences.

08. Central Academy School: With its inception in 1973, Central Academy has been synonymous with holistic education. Its strong alumni network is a testament to its quality.

09. Alok Senior Secondary School: Established in 1967, Alok School is one of Udaipur’s oldest and most trusted educational institutions. It is known for its moral education and disciplined environment.

10. St. Anthony’s Senior Secondary School: Since its establishment in 1980, St. Anthony’s has been a beacon of quality education. It offers a balanced curriculum tailored to meet individual student needs.

List of Other Best Schools in Udaipur

11. Heritage Girls School, Udaipur

12. St. Mary’s Convent Sr. Sec. School, Udaipur

13. MDS Public School, Udaipur

14. Central Academy Sr. Sec. School, Udaipur

15. St. Gregorios Sr. Sec. School, Udaipur

16. St. Anthony’s Sr. Sec. School, Udaipur

17. The Study School Sr. Sec. School, Udaipur

18. Kendriya Vidyalaya No 1, Udaipur

19. Witty International School, Udaipur

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Why Schools in Udaipur Are Famous

Udaipur’s schools stand out due to their integration of traditional values and modern pedagogy. They emphasize:

Holistic development through academics, arts, and sports.

Value-based education rooted in Indian traditions.

World-class infrastructure and advanced teaching techniques.

Modern Digital Teaching Methods

The advent of technology has transformed education in Udaipur. Schools incorporate smartboards, digital libraries, and virtual labs to enhance learning. Online platforms and apps enable students to learn at their own pace, making education more personalized and effective.

Extracurricular Activities

Udaipur’s schools prioritize extracurricular programs, offering:

Sports like basketball, cricket, and swimming.

Performing arts including dance, drama, and music.

Clubs for debate, robotics, and environmental awareness.

Picnics and Personality Development Classes

Frequent picnics and excursions to local landmarks like Sajjangarh and Fateh Sagar Lake provide recreational learning opportunities. Personality development sessions focus on public speaking, teamwork, and leadership skills, ensuring students grow into confident individuals.

FAQs

Q1: Which are the best CBSE schools in Udaipur?

Ans: DPS Udaipur, St. Mary’s Senior Secondary School, and Maharana Mewar Public School are some of the best CBSE schools in Udaipur.

Q2: Do schools in Udaipur offer digital learning facilities?

Ans: Yes, most schools in Udaipur, like Rockwoods High School and The Study, have integrated smartboards, virtual labs, and digital platforms into their curriculum.

Q3: What extracurricular activities are available in Udaipur schools?

Ans: Schools in Udaipur offer a range of activities, including sports, performing arts, debate clubs, robotics, and environmental programs.

Q4: Are there personality development classes in Udaipur schools?

Ans: Yes, schools like St. Paul’s and Alok Senior Secondary School emphasize personality development through workshops and leadership programs.

Q5: Which school in Udaipur has the best sports facilities?

Ans: DPS Udaipur and MMPS are known for their excellent sports facilities and dedicated training programs.

Q6: Are Udaipur schools affordable?

Ans: Udaipur has schools with a range of fee structures, catering to different budgets while ensuring quality education.

Q7: Do schools in Udaipur organize picnics and excursions?

Ans: Yes, most schools, including Seedling Modern Public School and Central Academy, organize regular excursions to local attractions.

Q8: What is the admission process for these schools?

Ans: The admission process typically involves a registration form, entrance test, and interaction session, varying by school.

Q9: Are there boarding facilities in Udaipur schools?

Ans: Some schools, like MMPS, offer boarding facilities with modern amenities.

Q10: Which schools focus on cultural education in Udaipur?

Ans: Schools like Maharana Mewar Public School and Alok Senior Secondary School place a strong emphasis on cultural and value-based education.

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