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rebirthofartemis · 4 months
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Not to get graphic, but college makes me want to die
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spiderziege · 5 months
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apparently my professor decided to reschedule our class to two hours earlier but didnt like. send an email about it or something. thanks dude
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babylon5 · 27 days
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people who act like long distance relationships are universally doomed or inherently useless are so annoying 😭
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lab-gr0wn-lambs · 1 year
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You know I’m scraping the bottom of the barrel for extra credit in my assignments when I’m trying to pass-off my fursona as some kind of clever marketing strategy
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eyeballcommander · 5 months
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soo...Commander Peepers. How's everything going? We haven't heard from you in a long while and I just wanted to check in to make sure you're alright
Bad. Not really feeling social.
#At least I can write and type now without excruciating pain#I'm telling ya- blasters aren't designed for handling recoil in that direction!#Especially if you- like me- hold it with two hands when you REALLY can't miss the shot! (Which put my arms in an awkward twisted position)#.....................................that stupid dollshit was worse#As in that BULLSHIT with treating me like a doll!!!!!!!!!!!#Oh I cannot WAIT to replace him!!!!!#I've already expanded my search by loosening the watchdog requirement#And since eyeclops USUALLY have at least a little magic potential#If they're not magical powerhouses (which are unfortunately almost mythical with their rarity)#I'm SURE someone who can take him down without being out of place here will contact me to arrange an interview any day now!#Ugggghhhh- the sooner the better#I'm willing to lower my standards further if I don't get any bites by the end of the year#Not only to rid this universe of HIM#But because I'm REALLY sick of this throwaway number's prank calls#normally I wouldn't mind them much#But it sucks to get your hopes up only for some stupid stock joke- y'know?#[[tbh I'm an engineering student and it's finals season so I've been online far less 😭]]#[[3 more days including this one....]]#[[btw Peepers was on bedrest during the end of my spring semester too]]#[[I'm glad me and Joey roleplayed this now because him being injured and depressed is a good way to explain his absence]]#[[he also gets reclusive and depressed when he's forced to stop working]]#[[Because Peepers is bipolar (type I) and he NEEDS that adrenaline/momentum to keep the mania part of it prominent]]#[[so that's another good reason he's not really online]]
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just a quick couple of old doodles until I finish that request... here’s a couple of characters. uhm. look at the dress sense and you might be able to guess which story these two belong to lol
(reblogs > likes)
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eileenleahy · 11 months
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i need a downton abbey cultural renaissance because i know the thomas barrow emo boy by ayesha erotica edit would go crazy
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noises-of-nothing · 1 year
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I didn’t have cable tv or the internet during the time between 2012-2019. 
My dad would pirate shows when he could, while at work, but if he didn't get it, it didn't exist, as far as I was aware. It didn't bother me much when I was still in elementary school as I didn't really have friends to talk to about these shows I was missing. But when I got to high school I made actual friends that I would talk to about the interests I did have that we shared, like video games and comics and such.
I had missed A LOT of shows that a lot of my new friends would talk about often or draw fan art for. I always felt lost and out of place when they talked about the different shows and anime they watched, while I just sat there confused. They explained the premise of the shows as best as they could, but it wasn't the same as watching and experiencing these stories myself. I would ask my dad if he could get these shows so I knew what it was my friends were talking about, but he could only do so much with the websites he knew how to use to get any entertainment for my family.
Now, I'm out of school, currently out of work, and I have time on my hands. I’ve been watching these shows that my friends from high school used to watch, and I've been really enjoying them.
But, I don't talk to any of my high school friends anymore, I don't really have anyone to share the thoughts and feelings I'm experiencing while watching these shows for the first time, or watching episode my dad missed for the first time.
It’s really bittersweet, seeing characters that my old friends used to talk to me about and being reminded of them, even if I don't see these friends anymore. But it also makes me feel incredibly lonely and like I fell behind...
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myownprivatcidaho · 2 years
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#personal#ok putting this in the tags cuz its just all over thw place but. few things abt my brother and stranger things#for starters im re/watching it with my brother this summer cause he LOVES it and doesnt rlly have access to online streaming#even though i think the show sucks shit now its. honestly sth i really appreciate because hes autistic and that show is HUGE to him#like he really really cares ab it#and this all isnt. like universal statements on what the show means to all autistic ppl i just Need to talk ab what it means to him#hes only seen s1 so far but its like. it makes me wanna CRY i didnt even think ab it until he started talking a lot ab it after he saw it#cause like. a story about a girl whos different and grew up closed off from others and feels separated from others and is bullied for it#but shes not a joke in the story shes POWERFUL and finds people who LOVE her.#so sth he does is he assigns people irl to characters in movies and shows he likes. so ever since seeing s1 hes said hes like el#and theres a person who puts a lot of effort into being gentle with him & making him feel loved and accepted & he says that person is mike#its like!!!! yeah being pessimistic ab the show onlineis easy#but idk how to explain how Huge it is to watch him grow up feeling set apart and crying because he feels like nobody wants to be his friend#and just to see him LOVE this show and LOVE watching el onscreen being celebrated for who she is as a person. like thats Huge for him#and its huge to SEE secondhand like jesus man#but yeah i just needed to put that somewhere. i love him very much#but yeag we're gonna start watching soon. this moderately shifts topical directions#but basically ive been thinking ab it a lot because the new season is out and i want to watch it w him before i leave#but im SO worried ab showing him s4 if this is bad im gonna feel SO bad ab showing it to him#and theres sth about what that says ab how the shows gone thats SO pathetic im yelling.#anyways. thats not a jab on my brother im just saying i hope the duffers DONT fuck this up cause goddamn#but yeag
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rebirthofartemis · 6 months
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I’ve already accepted that I’m going to fail this class. I’ve got too much going on in my life, calling Monday to drop my next session and tell my advisor…
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angeltism · 9 days
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okay i googled some timezone to other timezone calculators and like. everything with my qpps and knight works out well i think actually. what the fuck. i am going to explode possibly
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weirdgrrlgerard · 3 months
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a time loop already exists and it’s called college
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rafayelism · 4 months
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dating the love and deepspace boys | domestic moments
featuring: rafayel, xavier, and zayne x gn!reader
(´• ω •`) ♡ modern au! can you guys tell raf is my favorite..?
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rafayel
a year younger than you. lies to everyone (including you) that he’s actually two years your senior. you only found out he was younger than you when you met his parents, who have his birth certificate framed. 
hates cats. despises them. they fill him with rage (fear). says he’s allergic (he’s lying).
“oh shit raf, this sucks! i guess you can’t move in with me.. i have cats”
“...you have cats?”
“yeah. 3.”
“i’m not allergic. i can move in tonight.”
chronically online. minoring in marine biology and majoring in annoying you. texts you over 200 times a day and if you don’t respond, he’s faking a horrible chronic illness. again. it’s amnesia on wednesdays, appendicitis on thursdays, chronic migraines on fridays… etc..
he has 2 followers on his private twitter. you and thomas. 
over 700k followers on instagram for some reason? he sells paintings on depop (he says it's depop but you’re convinced he sells them for heinous prices on the black market) 
cooks on occasion? has an apron that says kiss me im irish (he's not irish?) made you a tuna cupcake once?? 
pescatarian. not in the vegan/vegetarian way where he refuses to eat red meat but because he’s absolutely feral over fish. (is this cannibalism? he says its not)
lives in a 2 bedroom apartment with you but doesn’t use his bedroom. says your bed is comfier. turned his bedroom into a painting studio (IT’S for the black market you say!!) and sleeps with you. 
“raf,” you sigh. “don’t you have.. homework or something?” 
he sits between your legs, back against your chest as he scrolls through his phone. 
“yeah,” he says. you flick the back of his head because you know he’s smirking. “it’s called assignment: you. due in two minutes.” 
with his free hand, he reaches back mindlessly to grab yours. you sigh, fingers intertwining with his, a reflex as he leans his head back. his eyes meet yours and you can’t help but laugh. 
“well?” you ask, brushing his hair out of his eyes as he squeezes your hand. “what are the assignment details?” 
he chews on the bottom of his lip as he thinks, humming while his eyes wander across your face. he swings your interlocked hands in circles. it’s raining outside, the heater is on, and rafayel is warm like hot chocolate. 
“what?” he says, his cheeks a tinge pink. “you’re looking at me like that again.” a pause. he turns, his head now buried in your chest.
“just studying my homework.” you say, hands instinctively wrapping around his back. the laundry machine is running in the background, rain is falling against the window, and you faintly hear your rice cooker dinging in the kitchen. home, you think, is with rafayel.
“i can hear your heartbeat.” he says, voice muffled. “it’s super fast. you like me or something?” 
“i really like you.” you say, without skipping a beat. rafayel groans into your chest, sighing in discontent. 
“no fair. i’m supposed to be the flirter.” 
you press a kiss onto the top of his head and you feel his body melt into yours. the two of you fall into a warm silence, his breath steady as he traces paintings into your neck. 
“raf?” you mumble, eyes drooping. he hums in response. “did you pass your assignment?” 
he smiles. “with flying colors.” 
xavier
chronic napper. (yapper?) 
has 100 late assignments. failing all of his classes yet got into the top university in your country because he got a perfect score on his entrance exams. you thought he was a nepo baby (turns out he’s just.. smart?)
his procrastination rubs off on you… he is the WORST distraction and he knows it. so smug about it and uses it to his own advantage. will perch on top of you when you’re studying and kiss down your neck until you go to sleep with him. 
lives in the apartment on top of yours but is at your house most days, if not all. you ask him to move in.
“am i not already.. living with you?” 
“don’t you still have your apartment, though?”
“yeah..?”
 is that good for the economy?? is it financially smart? not at all, but he’s too lazy to move out and put his apartment up for lease. 
xavier sleeps with his legs entangled with yours and his arms wrapped tightly around your chest. the air conditioning hums in the background as you scroll mindlessly on your phone, dimming the brightness as you hear xavier stir. 
“sorry xav, did i wake you up?” you ask. he doesn’t respond, blinking the sleep out of his eyes as he glares at your phone. 
“xavier?” you question, swallowing a laugh at his ruffled hair and disheveled clothes. 
“phone down.” he says, voice raspy with sleep and an octave lower than usual. you raise an eyebrow at him. 
“can i get a pretty please in this economy?” 
xavier’s eyes narrow as he snatches your phone away, snoozing the device and placing it on the nightstand next to you. his lips ghost your neck, pressing kisses against your skin as he mumbles incoherently in the dark of your bedroom. 
“xavier-” you breathe, giggling at the sensation. “that tickles!” 
he nips at your neck. 
“bedtime. now.” 
zayne
3 years older than you 
he literally has his whole life together at 27 which scares you so much
“my credit card is your credit card” typa boyfriend
cooks. cleans. has a 9-5. you’re interning at the hospital that he works at (he’s head doctor!!)
you’re just a sweet little intern and zayne is the big bad monster!! everyone at work thinks he hates you because he’s extra strict on you. doesn’t give you any special treatment, ‘ignores’ you most days (but also slips meals into your locker and hands you heat packs on cold days in the hospital)
no one knows he’s dating you until one day someone sees you leaving in zaynes car. 
“oh, you carpool with doctor zayne?”
“huh? no, we live together.”
“you WHAT???”
he’s a virgo……. erm……
the two of you get ready together in the morning. his guard is down when he’s sleepy and he’ll cling to you as he brushes his teeth and does his hair.
you wake up to the cold night breeze, blinking the sleep out of your eyes and shivering as you scan your surroundings. you yelp as you meet the attentive gaze of your boyfriend. 
“huh? whuh? huh?” you splutter, squirming as zayne holds you tighter. he’s carrying you bridal style in his arms, his jacket around your shoulders as the two of you walk to his car. you see the bright lights of akso hospital fading away behind the two of you. 
“it’s two am,” he says calmly, placing you down gently as he opens your car door for you. “you waited for my shift to end. again.” 
you smile bashfully, rubbing the back of your head. “well, i didn’t wanna just leave you!” 
zayne clicks his tongue against the roof of his mouth, eyebrows furrowed but gaze warm. he guides you into your seat, clicking your seatbelt in place. 
“you can nap on the way home,” he says, closing the door and sliding into his side of the car. 
the heater’s on already- courtesy of his super expensive electric car. he fastens his own seatbelt and hands you a hot tea and bread from the hospital vending machine. 
“drink up. doctor’s orders.” 
you grin before he leans over to press a kiss on your lips. 
“thank you for waiting for me.”
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cleargreyskies · 11 months
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Online university lectures are mostly a thing of the past now, but my flatmate still has them and managed to express my kind of attitude toward them perfectly by introducing an idea that they had with “While I was just listening to my online lecture on bluetooth headphones while showering...”.
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corpiote · 1 year
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I'm gonna so busy soon😭😭 whyd I do this to myself?
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monochromatiica · 1 year
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why are laptop chargers so. expensive????????
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