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#end of quarter
legogradstudent · 4 months
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Scheduling all his upcoming obligations for after the winter break, the grad student offloads everything onto his future self.
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asyastudieskorean · 5 months
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11.27.2023 — End of quarter project is coming along nicely. Will probably be done a couple days before the December 1st due date. Good luck with your final exams and projects! You’re almost there!
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aj-dnd · 26 days
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WEEK #7
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rma0928 · 4 months
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It’s the worst day of the year for work… 🥴🥴
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malinaa · 5 months
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if i think about the hunger games in peeta's perspective i WILL start sobbing
#imagine you're a boy who's going to die. you're in love with the girl you've been watching from afar. you know your fate.#you just want to help her‚ but then there's the announcement and she's here in front of you‚ kissing you‚ risking her life for you and you#think‚ i could live and i could love. you think she loves you when she hands you the berries‚ when she puts them in her mouth.#then you both survive and you go back home and nothing is real anymore. you have nothing. no family. no friends. no love. just an empty#house. a drunk for a neighbor. the love of your life walking into somebody else's arms. you think‚ i survived the games. i could survive#this. and you also think‚ i should've bit down on those berries‚ should've felt the juice burst before i died.#and then the third quarter quell announcement rings in your ears and you think‚ she will live and i will die as i should have in the first#place. the girl you love kisses you on the beach and somewhere you heart stirs and your mind revolts and you savor every touch she has ever#given to you‚ in front of the cameras and off. because you are a tribute and you are always being watched and snow's presence looms and#you think‚ i know she cares. but you get taken. you get drugged. you get tortured‚ your mind altered. the girl is a mutt‚ a murderer. she's#everything you despise‚ your mind stirs. your heart revolts. you gain more awareness but cannot distinguish reality from fiction and you#have never known katniss' love. the war ends. you heal. you come home. you plant primrose for her. years down the line‚ you grow in love#more than you thought possible. but some days‚ you cannot tell fiction from reality so you ask the love of your life‚ you love me.#real or not real? and she says‚ real‚ and kisses you.#and you sigh and kiss her back and revel in this. a home. a life. a love.#lit#the hunger games#everlark#otp: real or not real?#katniss everdeen#peeta mellark#text#tais toi lys#thgpost
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lavendertowerarchives · 5 months
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I've finished my school quarter. I have no homework, no responsibilities, no impediments to my fun. I'm free to do whatever I want.
That's how I thought it'd be as I was finishing my exams and final projects. It's certainly true now, but I must add a qualifier: "no external impediments to my fun."
During the quarter, I had to postpone many projects, stop playing many games, and couldn't properly deal with the stress of asking people to hang out (also they're busy with school). I had work to do, and any second not spent completing my tasks was spent stressing over their incompleteness. Now that I have all the free time in the world to write, game, and talk, I find myself doing none of these things.
I just forget. I forget all the shit I wanted to do. That story I wanted to write? No inspiration right now. The things I wanted to tell my friends? Kinda just forgot. Games I wanted to play? I want to do something else.
The important part is that I never find that "something else" to do. I always keep looking, and nothing seems satisfying enough. I know from experience that I have to keep doing something for hours straight to get passionate about it (like my most recent work, check it out here), but that's still hard to get into, especially if I don't start out with that passion.
Long story short, I haven't done what I wanted to, because I no longer feel like I want to. This happens every break I get, whether it's summer break or a normal weekend. I just want to have fun. I kind of need it.
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glassiskies · 5 months
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in which aziraphale reverts to old habits, crowley is outraged, and they still do not talk about it
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skywerse · 13 days
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the eepening
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when an album gets to the song thats name is just a 2 digit number you know shits about to get real
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porcupine-girl · 2 months
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Curious, because my husband and I are trying to help our 8th grader get shit organized and apparently we had VERY different approaches as teens:
In middle/high school, how often did you throw away graded work (homework, quizzes, etc) from your classes? If it varied (by class, year, etc), go with what you did most often.
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legogradstudent · 1 year
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Submitting his final grades, the grad student awaits the inevitable arrival of undergrad emails contesting them.
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whetstonefires · 8 months
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I don't actually agree that the beginning and end of a story are the hardest parts.
Beginnings should not be hard. Like the very beginning, the hook, takes careful crafting, but you won't be able to optimize it until you've written enough of the story to know what it's really about and how the tone is going to be like, so don't bother trying. It's the start, you have nothing binding you, you are totally free, just pursue your vision.
Similarly, the ending should not be super difficult. Hard to make really good maybe, especially the more balls you have in the air, but it's necessarily derived from the story you already wrote. Either you have the pieces set to assemble into a conclusion, or you don't. Putting in more effort on composing an ending will not fix 'don't.'
Which is why the hard part is the third quarter. When you have to stop adding new fun shiny story toys and start lining shit up for the payoff, so that i.e. when you sink that revelation in the corner pocket it has enough context to mean something, but doesn't feel so obvious nobody cares. And just generally do all the most boring workish parts of making a narrative go.
All without seeming to slow down in such a way as to lose your audience's interest.
Scale-up of the 'if you're fully stuck on a sentence the actual problem probably happened a few sentences ago' rule: if you're routinely absolutely snookered by trying to end pieces of fiction, it's the fussy grunt work in the third quarter you probably need to level up at.
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lerildeal · 2 months
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doodles for a game I haven’t played in over 5 years 😔
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penguins-on-bikes · 9 months
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The insert song from the epilogue, titled "irreplaceable days," was just so sweet that I got the urge to make sheet music for a solo piano arrangement of it. The Romanized title is just "Houseki no Hibi"
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apollos-boyfriend · 1 year
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i want to become a popular streamer but not because i want to build a community or make a name for myself or even for attention. i want to become a popular streamer because i think it’d be fucking hilarious if i was just paid to lie to people. every subgoal unlocks a new piece of my personal history that is wildly inaccurate, impossible, or just straight-up contradictory to past reveals. i hold weekly qnas and absolutely everything out of my mouth is total bullshit. i refuse to ever break character. my streaming career ends with an hour-long reading of an “apology letter” that explains i was nothing but a harvard experiment and to forward any and all complaints towards HR
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braimin · 2 months
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I think about @wellship‘s 20 year waltz comic atleast once a week. Particularly the part about zosan being called the god with no back. Like even though they’re the wings of the pirate king they’re also something outside of the monster trio. As the wings they serve their king and their crew. But they also have this connection , this dedication , to each other that can only exist between the two of them. And it’s something so powerful and obvious that people see them and just know they move as one entity.
And the conversation between baby zoro and old sanji ? So good I cried the first time I read it. 😭 Just how long did zoro actually have to wait ? And for him to be so patient the whole way. Ughh I’m going to cry again. And knowing that (spoiler if you haven’t read it) it’s just them meeting memories of themselves and not ‘real’ versions hurts my heart a bit. Because while older zoro gets that comfort and closure from sanji , he still has all those memories of longing without the promise of love in return. I bet zoro would have been okay with that outcome too. He probably came to terms with the idea of sanji only ever seeing him as nakama long before they got together.
Oh I could write a whole dissertation on that comic it’s just so good man. 🤌🏼
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