@ my work place where no work ever gets done
“what if i just straight up break down in class and scare the shit out of ms neo so that she’ll postpone the test?”
“is it too early if i have a breakdown in january?” “its the second week, man.” “i know.”
“let’s all just collectively skip the national exams, fuck the system!” *aggressive cheering*
in a really choked up voice, “i have rights.”
“what if i become a monk? do monks have to take exams?”
“in this context, what does ‘rapid’ mean?” “FAST AND FURIOUS”
“did y’all do the chem homework?” *collective ‘no’s* “alright, good. nobody be a wimp and do their homework, alright? if we’re fucked, we’re all fucked together.”
“wait, you mean to say that this school still teach fun stuff like music??”
*scandalised gasp* “you stole my circle template’s virginity!” “all i did was hook a finger through one of the holes!” “exactly!”
“i bought this $2 knee guard just because i want to pretend that i’m injured so that i can sit out of PE.” [slides knee guard on] “i have three consecutive tests after this and lord knows i need all the extra study time that i can get.”
in an increasingly panicked voice, “i can’t just do my lit homework in 30mins!” “well, i did.” “what did you put for characterisation and further analysis?” “i said the protagonist was a fuckboy, and then proceeded to write 3 paragraphs and a conclusion consisting of utter bullshit on why he’s a fuckboy.”
“don’t they call people from Germany, germanese?” said by a top student.
“i think i’m a hermaphrodite.”
“fuck, i hate this. can i just be an escort? or have like 67 sugar daddies?”
in the middle of physics class: “i’m leaving, i’m fucking leaving. i’m going down to the canteen to buy takeouts of 3 fishball noodles. y’all want anything?”
“i want the saddest pepe the frog meme you can find as our class logo.”
“i found a salsa dip in my bag, anyone have some chips?” [a girl sighs, puts down her calculator and reaches into her sports bag] “i do.”
I did some drawings on my ipad using the goodnotes app and referencing google images.
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If you’re anything like me, this summer break has obliterated your ability to focus for long periods of time.
I have become so bad at concentrating that I can’t even spend 30 minutes reading the weekly publication I subscribe to.
So how do we go about combating this?
Practise.
Sit down with your work, or if you have none sit down with a nonfiction book or article.
Set a timer for 15 minutes. Most of us can still manage just 15 minutes but don’t be afraid to scale it back to 10 if you can’t.
Read for those 15 minutes and try to only pay attention to your work during that time. Know that soon you will have a break and you can check Facebook, Tumblr etc then. Reading in a quiet place will help.
When the timer goes off, take a 5 to 10 minute break to stretch your legs, grab a drink, check social media or whatever you like to do.
Then repeat the process.
Every few days add an extra 5 minutes to your work time.
Your concentration is a little like a muscle - it takes ‘exercise’ to make it stronger but in this case, your workout is mental.
Within a few weeks your focus will be as good as, if not better than, it was before.
For many of you school starts in about a week. You can make a lot of progress in that time so get to it and you’ll be glad of the results when the time comes to revise for exams!
I need more European studyblrs on my dash! Reblog if you’re from Europe and I’ll follow you!
Take a look at my studyblr too :D
1/6/2015 - my first post as a studyblr! starting my morning with a big bowl of vegan oatmeal and goodness, going to start viewing my maths summer homework and hopefully start my bullet journal today (if I can find a spare notebook)!
it’s okay to have clumsy and awkward sex and it’s actually really common
the ability to laugh while you’re lying tangled and naked together bc you realize just how silly something is is really really intimate and trusting, and it’s the best feeling to be like that with someone and to be relaxed
it happens with long-term partners, it happens on hookups, and it’s rarely as bad as it’s always made out to be, except we usually think it’s bad we're told that’s not how sex is supposed to go. but that’s not true.
it can still be passionate and intimate while being messy and clumsy, absolutely. you don’t need to “perform well.” sex isn’t a show: it’s about feeling good. sometimes it takes experimenting to figure out what feels good, and fumbles and awkward moments and laughter is all just part of it. sometimes that’s a huge part of the fun.
I get emotionally attached to lyrics, like not necessarily a whole song just that one line that hits you in the gut and pulls out every emotion you can possibly feel and every time you hear that one line its like the whole world is okay for a few seconds.
Waddup my name is Charlie, im 21, and i never fucking learned how to study.
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