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ninsletamain · 4 months

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Sad warning:

This morning my family and I had to say goodbye to our little fluffy princess, Miso. She was alive for 12 years, and we were blessed to have been a part of her life for 11. We knew this day was coming, but it hurts so much nonetheless. Sleep well, baby girl.

My queue and scheduled posts will still be active, but I myself may go quiet for a bit while my family and I grieve.

-Nins

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yuzukihime · 1 year

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Bucket List in progress #1

The beauty of adulting when you have the capacity is... learning what you want.

I finally had the courage to enroll in a language school. If I finish the course until the end, I can finally achieve one of my dreams which was to learn atleast one language.

Hopefully, after the journey, I can speak like a native speaker~

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outthebasementt · 1 year

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Outfit from today and new hairrr

#lifeupdates #pics/outfits #eren aot #alt black women #black tumblr #black girls of tumblr

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kellshaw · 6 months

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Life updates, housekeeping & recharging

I've been away from the social media for a bit. There was a holiday, effort around trying to finish my next Lukie book, Feral Night, (Revenant Records #2) book and getting it ready for release this year, getting stuck on a craft post I wanted to write about different fantasy species, trying to figure out how to use social media to connect with others and feeling overwhelmed by it all. And then when I'm overwhelmed by something, I pull back, and focus on other things.And now I'm all refreshed, and chill, and feel like talking to the internet again. For social media, comes down to, well, not what has good reach and connections, but more like, what is fun for me to use?So, what do I enjoy doing? Well, writing blog articles, it turns out. I don't enjoy memes, and if I use cartoons, I'd prefer to draw my own. (I did do some drawing courses this year, and now have Procreate on the iPad and some terrible artwork, so something to try out later on.) The plan is to blog, cross-post, share, see how it goes.And while it's different from blogging on my blog and its little downstream sources, I'm going to mess around with Instagram. Basically, after attending a few author conferences, it appears to be 'where it's at' and I'll give it a shot for a few months to see how it goes. I've set up an account over here as well.

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This is what I'd like to focus on with coming posts:- Launching book 2, with a mix of business reflections, and some character updates and reviews. - Getting my dormant roleplaying game for the Vestiges of Magic in development again. I did a big playtest mid-year, lots of things broke, and I never wanted to look at the draft again. In fact, I was going—perhaps I could rebuild it in another system! Then I used a cut down version of the system for a local game convention and it ran well in that use-case. After a few months off, I'm looking at the draft again and it's easier to see what to fix and what repair. - Craft post about fantasy species, racism and so forth. I think I've figured out the angle I want to use for this. Anyway, if this post has a message, it's about taking a break and coming back to a stuck project with fresh eyes.

#writeblr #lifeupdates #backandrefreshed #socialmedia

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juju-injapan · 1 year

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First homeroom experience!

We don't really have homeroom in Canada (or at least Quebec) so all I knew about this very important piece of Japanese high school culture came from My Hero Academia (and let's be honest, I would give all my organs to have Aizawa Shouta as a teacher every day). At my school, students have homeroom from 8:40 to 9:05, before first period starts. Every class has their own teacher who is in charge of them all year, during events or trips, for counseling, etc. They form such a great bond, all my students always gush about their respective homeroom sensei. It's sometimes weird to hear about how funny the 60 year old antisocial history teacher who never speaks to me is.

This week, I was asked by Naito, a social studies teacher, to do homeroom for her class. It's a group I really like : advanced placements first years, only 15 kids. Naito-sensei is studying English and wants to practice along with her group, which I find so great! She gave me a rundown of her homeroom routine:

Short test (different subject every day)

Explain the day's class schedule

Check the students' health (mainly corona symptoms)

Individual studying and important messages.

For this last part, because I was a guest this week, she had concocted a long-term homework for the class : to translate Barack Obama's 2016 speech he gave at Hiroshima. So, instead of letting the kids study themselves, I read a few paragraphs of it while they repeat after me and then I explain some more obscure expressions.

All in all, the experience was great! I was super nervous when I started Monday, but with every day I got more relaxed and the kids got more comfortable interacting and cracking jokes with me (with sometimes a little translation help from Naito-sensei). I was so giddy to be doing this that I'd walk into class punching the air and talking loud, and though they didn't always share my genkiness, I always managed to make them smile. I'm so grateful to have been asked to do this, and I really hope i can be a guest for more homerooms in the future!

#lifeupdates #school life #japanese high school #japan life #lifeinjapan #high school #teacher #teaching #jet programme

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tiffanyvlogsite · 27 days

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siddikatanzina · 27 days

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tasnihajannat55 · 27 days

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x0ab · 1 month

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It it what it is

Hey y'all, and when I say y'all, I mean whatever random person who comes across this blog post. How are you, love? I hope you're doing well. I hope you're drinking your water and staying in your own lane. Thank you very much. Anyways, this isn't about you, friend; this is about me, lol. I moved back home, and home being the small town my mother lives in, just so I can go back to school. She wants me to do nursing, but honestly, I wanna go midwife or doula, night nurse type of vibe, you know? But I don't know how I'm going to break it to her. I saw the quote on Twitter; it was like "decenter your mother," and it hit home for me so seriously. I'm so desperate for her approval; I just hate disappointing her, and it's something I do often. Ugh, and here I go again, making this post that's supposed to be about me and a life update is now about her. I'm obsessed; it's sick. Anyways, another life update: I haven't had sex in like 3 months, and that's kind of huge for me. I'm lowkey a freak. Okay, let me not do too much. It's not that I'm a freak; it's just that I like to have sex. I mean, I'm a grown woman; I have needs. But it's been a while for me, so I'm thinking I'm just going to keep it going to see how long I can go for and see how much having sex with losers affects my life. Wow, look at me, woman in STEM, period. Anyway, I keep wanting to say "nothing major" has happened, but literally moving back home is huge. I'm gonna have a little extra money to take care of myself better so when I'm back in the city, I look better, I look clean, and not like a homeless. Love that for me. I lived in the city for like 5 years; that was fun, that was nice. It's now time for me to be a grown-up; it's now time for me to make something of myself. I was gonna say "I know it's late," but then I corrected myself, "it's never too late," and I agree. I give myself a couple of years. Let's keep our fingers crossed.

#SelfImprovement #MotivationMonday #BloggersOfTumblr #LifeUpdates #PersonalJourney #me #NewBeginnings

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bl00e · 2 months

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The Bus Driver

I hate myself for allowing this kind of thing to happen.

It was a chill Wednesday afternoon. I had just returned home from strolling around Wardour Street in London. I went to Urban Outfitters to look for a basic tee to wear because summer is coming.

I strolled there for 1 hour and 30 minutes, ended up buying 2 pieces of tee and a long cozy flowery pants. I was satisfied I got what I wanted and decided to go straight home after that. It would only take 20-30 minutes on the bus with a total of 13 stops.

The bus then stopped at the twelfth stop for several minutes. The driver informed us that there would be a delay in travel. I thought it wouldn't matter because my next stop would be the 13th stop, so whether I stopped on the 12th or the 13th wasn't a big deal.

After several minutes, the bus continued its journey, and I was sitting on the second floor. Just before the 13th stop, there was a red light, so I decided to get off because I didn't want to risk getting off while the bus was still moving. I went down and pressed the bus bell to inform the driver that I would be getting off at the next station. I assumed he knew and heard the bell. Not only did I ring the bell once during the red light, but I also rang it again after the light turned green, just before the bus stopped.

The bus driver opened the entrance door but didn't open the exit door. I stood there, thinking that maybe I couldn't get off here, so I should wait for the next stop. It was fine with me because I could walk for 2-3 minutes.

It wasn't until the bus driver opened his door and asked me if I was getting off…

Bus driver: "Are you getting off here?"

Me: "Yes, could you please open the door?"

Bus driver: "You should press the bell if you want to get off. You didn't. Do you understand what I'm saying? Press the bell."

Me: "I did, twice, during the red light and after the red light, just before you stopped the bus."

Bus driver: "No, you didn't."

(At this point, a lady who had just entered the bus at the 13th stop interjects.)

Lady: "No, she didn't."

(I stared at her.)

Me to the lady: "I did. You just got on the bus. How could you hear if I rang the bell or not?"

Bus driver: "Yeah, you didn't. You're a liar. I don't deal with liars. And what are you even doing here? GO HOME!"

Me: "Yes, okay. Could you please open the door so I can get off the bus, and I will have nothing more to do with all of you."

Bus driver: "You don't even understand what I said. Go home!"

Me: "Open the bus door, please, so I can GO HOME!"

(I even looked at the other passengers, hoping that maybe someone would look at me and defend me, but I totally forgot that THIS IS LONDON AND PEOPLE MIND THEIR OWN BUSINESS.)

But not long after that, the bus driver opened the door, and I was so mad I even hit the side of the bus after I got off. I knew what racism means, but I never knew it would happen to me. It was mental. I couldn't stop crying for days because it was my first time, and I hope there will be no second time.

I've heard the phrase "London is mental, don't come near it" from a lot of people before, but I did anyway. It's been almost six months in London, and I love the city, the scenery, and the coffee shops.

Please help my parents take care of me and help me enjoy your city even more because I'm going to tell them how lucky and beautiful this city is for me. Please…

#london #tourist #studentlife #asian #stories #lifeupdates #busdriver #unitedkingdom

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reply2001 · 4 months

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Anwering Prompts

What are your thoughts on the concept of living a very long life? Life is pretty wild, right? Back when I was in fifth grade, it was all about toys and playing with friends, thinking I was the coolest. But as we grow up, life’s meaning changes. Now, thinking about living a super long life feels like a big goal. Yet, for me, today is more important than tomorrow. Living a very long life is not…

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#blog #bloganuary #bloganuary-2024-08 #dailyprompt #dailyprompt-1811 #expectation #Lifeupdates #Memories #mentalhealth

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ninsletamain · 11 months

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I’m going to be going to Comicpalooza tomorrow, and I’m so hyped to wear my Jyn cosplay out! Can’t wait to see everyone else that’s attending! 🤩

#was being a total dork in my room trying to get a decent pic #lifeupdates #cosplay #Jyn Erso #Jyn Erso cosplay #rogue one #rogue one cosplay #Star Wars #Star Wars cosplay

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yuzukihime · 3 months

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Hi, it's been a while. I've been so busy these past couple of months. How are you? I just thought I'd check in on you and see how you're doing.

Hello!

Life's been decent lately. I passed my first semester in law school and got promoted at my job. I also moved into a new place which helped me immensely on my mental health.

Recently, the second semester in law school just started and I've been worried if I can keep up. I've only been taking 4 subjects. 3 out of 4 of those are monsters :< I've been struggling to memorize since it's not my strong suit.

How about you? How's life? :)

#LifeUpdates

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outthebasementt · 1 year

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Movies yesterday 🤭

#lifeupdates #pics/outfits #black girl makeup #alt black women #black tumblr #alt aesthetic #altfashion #blackgirlswhoblog

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monriatitans · 5 months

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Life Update - 12/03/2023

I owe you all 1 *Let’s Read Some $#!7* video for last week and I will be recording a video of me participating in the #CanvaDesignChallenge because, it is confirmed, my partner is sick. I didn’t want to be streaming and miss when he needed something. Sorry for how late I am posting this update. (Look to today’s *Ta-Da! List* this evening or tomorrow to see why.)

Also, and I think I mentioned this in a stream before, can’t remember when, I’m thinking about starting a *Let’s Play Some Demos* series where I record myself playing a bunch of video game demos I pull off of itch.io. I did buy a couple of bundles, after all. Why not use them?

In addition, for anyone interested in participating, this week’s Canva Challenge is “Design a holiday postcard”. It’s going on from November 29th to December 5th. For more details, click here!

Lastly, I did today’s *Artist Shout-Out*! Check it out here!

Well, these are all the updates I had for today! Thank you for reading!

May every decision you make be *in the spirit of fairness* and may the rest of your day *NOT go to $#!7*!

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juju-injapan · 2 years

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Departure and orientation (Oct. 1-5)

After 45 long, long days of waiting, it was finally time : October 1st, was here. The new cold air that had fallen on Montreal had made me impatient for the warm days of Japanese fall. I finished squeezing my life in my suitcases and off I was. On the 30th, dad drove me to the Quality Inn where I’d spend my last night, just in front of the airport, since I needed to be there pretty early the next day. The whole day I’d been crying on and off, so dad had barely begun hugging me goodbye when I broke down. Only advantage of being a crybaby : by 8 o’clock, I was exhausted. The fatigue balanced out the stress, and I got a great night’s sleep.

I met up with Jessica, our JET supervisor, and Camille, the other girl who’d caught COVID in August. She and her had been texting non-stop, counting down the days until our flight. I unfortunately had to surrender my precious hiking boots to Jessica, as they weighed down my luggage too much. As much as I love them, they weren’t worth the 100$ overweight fee. I was cheered up at soon at we got to the gate (after security decided to completely rip apart my carefully organized carry-on). We’d only been sitting for a few minutes, 2 hours before boarding. An old lady came up to us, explained she had free accesses to the fancy Desjardins lounge, and that she wanted to use them on us! We were a bit suspicious, “don’t take candy from strangers” and all, but as soon as she said “free food and alcohol” we packed up our crosswords and followed her to the 3rd floor. For two hours, we feasted on gratin, croissants and, of course, topped it all off with mimosas and way-too-strong gin tonics. By the time we had to get in line to board, our conversations were just a tad giggly.

The flight was excruciatingly long. I had been too generous and agreed to switch seat with someone who wanted to be with their spouse, landing me in the middle seat of the middle row. At least I was next to Camille, but I wasn’t able to sleep one minute, something I normally do very easily on planes. I watched an amazing Chinese movie called Endgame (Chinese characters name?), which got me nearly screaming at my screen and punching the air multiple times. Great stuff. After 13 hours and feeling like my butt had completely receded into my body, here is the run down of my evening :

4:00 : Landing. Oh my god, we’re in Japan!

6:00 : Finally escape Immigration and Customs, sweating, grimy and sore.

7:00 : Leave the airport, after waiting for every Canadian JET to arrive.

8:30 : Wake up from my bus nap and lug my suitcases inside… only to be redirected to a conference room.

9:00 : Freed from the welcome conference (where everyone was in PJs dozing off) and head to my room to finally shower.

9:30 : Pass out after being awake for exactly 24 hours.

Our orientation training began the very next day. In the morning we had a bunch of online videos to watch at our own pace. After that, we were free to roam and/or sleep until the afternoon. We then had in-person training : sitting on an uncomfortable chair, listening to someone read PowerPoints about education, COVID-19 measures and Japanese etiquette. The Montreal branch of the JET Programme had already given us a ton of training, so most of what was said was a repeat. It was a bit shocking to see some people *cough* Americans *cough* genuinely surprised at some very basic notions such as how to greet coworkers or the fact that jeans aren’t allowed at work. Anyway, the fun usually began in the evening, after a big nap. By the way, the hotel included slippers and a yukata : here's a lil' selfie!

The first night, Camille and I headed to the busiest part of Shinjuku, only a short walk away from our hotel. We found a nice bustling restaurant, a little old-school looking. It took us forever to order, as we weren’t sure exactly how to order. Waiters were rushing past us, hands always full of food, and never really looked our way even though we’d clearly put the menu away and were staring holes into their apron. Eventually, we realized we needed to raise our hands like schoolchildren and call out. The service was then super polite and, most of all, super quick. We had our many little dishes coming in at seemingly the perfect pace, as if they were watching and matching our speed. We had some grilled pork belly over egg rice, beef dumplings, cold udon noodles with a dipping sauce and some deep-fried fish filets, along with a cocktail each. In the end, the whole thing cost us 25$ for the both of us! God I love Japan.

The second day, we managed to finish our morning videos around 7, so we headed out for coffee and a walk. We had humongous iced coffees topped with soft-serve vanilla ice cream (which we thought was whipped cream). After that sugary breakfast, we walked nearly 2 hours to reach Harajuku, the fashion/cutesy district. I’d been there when I was 16, so I was looking forward to going back. There, we ate the Instagram-famous rainbow cotton candy from Totti Candy Factory and took some pictures in a purikura. Purikuras are this sort of liminal hellish space where tons of photo booths play cute tunes and speak in high pitched voices (I’ll upload a video soon). The photo booths are made to edit your face entirely to make you “beautiful” according to the extreme Japanese standards. We played along and ended up with scary uncanny valley selfies, which I will treasure forever.

Later that night, we went to a conveyor belt sushi restaurant next to the hotel. I remember the first time I went to one of these. It was one of my first days in Tokyo with dad in 2012, and at that time I categorically refused to eat raw fish. The only thing I would pick off the belt were the sweet egg slabs and the occasional edamame bowl. Needless to say that this time, I redeemed myself. We finished off the evening at a pub, drinking a mix of umeshu (plum wine) and soda, my new favourite drink.

And there it was, orientation was over! Wednesday morning, I bid farewell to Camille, who was headed out to Saga prefecture, all the way south on Kyushu island. I met up with the only other Yamanashi JET, a neuroscience major named Katherine, and we were escorted to Shinjuku station for our 11h30 train (perfectly on time, of course!).

Details from my first days in Yamanashi to come!

#lifeupdates #tokyo #japantravel #life in japan #purikura #gaijin #japan #japanese culture #nippon

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