my trick for getting through grad school is learning to navigate the quadrants with all their nuances
Continue Escalating
one of the biggest things I can advocate for (in academia, but also just in life) is to build credibility with yourself. It’s easy to fall into the habit of thinking of yourself as someone who does things last minute or who struggles to start tasks. people will tell you that you just need to build different habits, but I know for me at least the idea of ‘habit’ is sort of abstract and dehumanizing. Credibility is more like ‘I’ve done this before, so I know I can do it, and more importantly I trust myself to do it’. you set an assignment goal for the day and you meet it, and then you feel stronger setting one the next day. You establish a relationship with yourself that’s built on confidence and trust. That in turn starts to erode the barrier of insecurity and perfectionism and makes it easier to start and finish tasks. reframing the narrative as a process of building credibility makes it easier to celebrate each step and recognize how strong your relationship with yourself can become
I recently saw tweets about this website called Hamas .com.
It is a site made by Israel to steal your information.
Its just another way that Israel will harm Palestinians by making a fake website to confuse advocates
As I kid, I wanted to be a savior, trailblazer, the prophecy child. I wanted a big life, with ups and ups like the breasts of mountains and lows like the depths of valleys full of forgotten debris. I was convinced the great flood was knocking at my door, beckoning me to become someone bigger. A juvenile fantasy, a hazy dream.
I'm 19 now. It's not a grand big life, I'm no hero. I love my friends and sunday mornings. I like cats and strawberries. No flood, no rapture, no calamity- just quiet weekdays and sleepy weekends. But oh my days, I am full, finally.
-Ritika Jyala, excerpt from The Flesh I Burned
Millions of people are preparing to celebrate the festive Adha Eid soon, while Gaza is drowning in death, depression, despair, and pain.
Thinking about my family in Gaza desperately trying to escape death on a daily basis and the magnitude of destruction inflicted on beautiful Gaza, the melancholic whispering of T. S. Eliot's famous lines from his masterpiece The Waste Land echo in my head and shatter my soul. They go:
"Unreal city I had not thought death had undone so many"
What could be more hellish than living in constant fear for your life? Why should having food and water be a daily struggle? How could the world be desensitized to this extent? How did my beautiful Gaza turn into a Wasteland on the watch of the world as a whole?!
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Faces are hard enough to draw on their own, but stylizing them presents a bunch of new challenges. How much detail is too much? How can you get the features ‘right’ even though they’re not realistic? Here are some of my thoughts on the topic ✨
This is a snippet from a longer tutorial I made about drawing stylized faces! You can watch it on my Patreon ❤️
people are calling what happened today in gaza “the flour massacre”
the flour massacre
these people just wanted to get food for their families, something as basic as flour, one of the things that the very core of humanity is built on, and israel used it as a trap to murder them in cold blood
evil is not enough of a word. there is not a word to describe what they are doing to palestine. they are bleeding her out, they are torturing her and crushing her and hoping that nothing is left to remember her by when they are done. how can anyone stand and watch what is being done with indifference? how can you watch this level of human suffering, this crime against life and feel nothing, do nothing
appalachia is devastated. towns i loved, towns i visited all the time, are gone. not damaged, GONE. they are leveled to the ground. there is nothing left but rubble and ruin. people are dead. appalachia is poor to begin with and relies on tourism for a lot of its income, and multiple of those tourist locations are just...gone.
my town is okay, but it's flooded and wrecked. trees are blocking all but one way out of our neighborhood. power lines are hanging limp in the roads. we've been without power for over 24 hours and will continue to be without power for likely another 24+. disabled people and poor people are GOING to die from this. gods save appalachia.
This video I filmed for my children while they were playing in one of the amusement parks in Gaza. I was looking at them and I was happy because they were happy, as if I had everything when I saw my children playing and laughing. But when the war happened, I almost felt helpless because I was unable to provide them with safety That's when our house was bombed and we lost many of my family members. I, my children, and the rest of the family miraculously survived. Then I was struck by a feeling of fear and helplessness. where I go ? Where can I find a safe place for me and my children?
I run from one place to another and there is hardly any safe place So as not to be too long for you, words are too small to describe this feeling as you see your children living in a bitter reality where there are no necessities for a normal life.
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