Anyone who's a member of the history honors society, can you guys share your experiences since I'm considering joining once I've fulfilled the requirements at my University to be a part of their chapter
Any advice for female history majors as a future history major?
sitting on my bed, in a robe and pjs, eating crunchy peanut butter from the jar with a spoon, while writing an paper that's due in like two hours. ah, college.
i am pretty much chronically sleep deprived. (college+insomnia+poor life choices.) today i dropped at around ten in the morning from sheer exhaustion. woke up around eleven in the evening, and i have so. much. energy.
it's like a sugar high, a caffeine high, and maybe a bit of an adrenaline rush all mixed together. and it's still going.
i have showered, washed my sheets, cleaned up my side of the room, have another load of laundry going, i'm considering starting a paper that's not due for a month, i cannot stop smiling!?!?! i am in the kind of cheerful, happy-go-lucky mood that i can't remember experiencing before high school. i am alone (unless you count my sleeping roommate) and perfectly content to work in the dim light from my desk lamp, i'm in comfy clothes but not sleepy, i'm not cold or maudlin or homesick or anxious
IS THIS HOW NORMAL PEOPLE FEEL ALL THE TIME?!?!?!?!?!?!?
tldr, I AM ON A SLEEP HIGH
Did some school/homework (did everything that is due by tonight)
Now it’s time for a nap 😌
Oh how I can not wait for this class to be over 😔
My back is killing me 😭
(Granted it started bothering me before I got to class, but my point still stands)
Update: I have regained access to my account as of Monday and have completed almost everything that was overdue
Hahaha don’t we love being behind with school work (I have multiple assignments overdue)
speaking of I have been unable to get into my school account :( (especially troubling considering one of my classes is an online one)
Hahaha don’t we love being behind with school work (I have multiple assignments overdue)
Hahaha don’t we love being behind with school work (I have multiple assignments overdue)
My class was canceled and I literally didn’t find out until I 👏 HAD 👏ENTERED👏THE👏BUILDINGGGGG👏
which it’s my fault for not checking Canvas more often cause the teacher literally sent it last night (but why would I be looking at Canvas at almost 10 at night 🫤)
As I sit back after finishing these two discussion boards that are due this night I realize
“I could’ve gotten all this done way sooner if I hadn’t put off writing my notes”
But am I going to learn from this error…
Probably not 😔
I just realized that I start school again soon
At a different college too nonetheless (idk if I used that right)
I am lowkey ✨scared✨
Why can’t I be as good at the college thing as I was at the high school thing
I hate that the possibility of me not being able to finish college and get a bachelor’s degree is getting more and more realistic.
I’m relying on a scholarship type thingy that pays a big chunk of my tuition but it relies on my grades, I need like all A’s in order to be able to keep going to college. I know that theoretically I didn’t but I can’t help but feel like I failed.
It also doesn’t help that I can’t really work due to disability (I unfortunately was unable to get benefits even though one of my testers(?) said I need it).
Have a whole essay due by tonight and I am 100% not ready 😭 (curse my tendency to procrastinate) although I believe we didn’t get any thing regarding this assignment until like Saturday, but still
I’m so proud of myself; I let my history professor know that I’m autistic and have social anxiety and because of that I have some struggles when it comes to speaking. I also told her my pronouns. It went really well; and she asked me if the presentation that is due towards the end of the semester will be a problem (I haven’t gotten to her on that yet) and she said she appreciated my openness.
Note: I told her this information in an introduction paragraph (which is mandatory/graded) that we can use to share with her any thing that we deem of importance (if that makes sense)
The feeling when you’re overdue on two writing assignments, and have 3 due way too soon for your liking.
Summary: Jason goes to visit his boyfrind college
Jason walked to the library, taping his hand on his leg, feeling too conscious about being in a college library, technically was legal to be there, nobody was going to yell at him or throw him outside, but the people was staring at him.
“Hey, Superman” Piper, his best friend, was near the door, her eyes shining, a smile full of mockery on his lips “You should change your clothes”
“I just wanted to see both of you”
Piper grabbed the sleeve of the jacket, jugging the military uniform that Jason was wearing.
“Leo will be on the labs, I know you to want to be reunite”
“I missed you”
The sarcastic laugh of Piper made him smile, it was true that he wanted to see Leo more than anything, but she was his best friend and he missed her a lot.
“The roommate of Leo is out, family time, his bedroom is available for both of you”
Blushing, Jason followed Piper, the girl searching for a book, while they talked about their lives, six months without seeing each other, the boy talking about the program to become a pilot, the classes and the comareads, Piper talking about the college, the students, her roomate, and the professors.
When they got out, someone crash on Jason’s arms, starting to kissing him, leaving soft kisses on his cheeks, forehead and lips.
“You two are making a show”
“Shut up Piper, my boyfriend is here, I don’t care about other people”
“Hi, sweety” said Jason holding the waist of Leo, the boy hugging Jason with his legs, holding to his boyfriend like a koala.
“Go to your room to fight with Drew”
Piper yelled something, about bad friends that prefered to make out than being with her.
“I missed you so hard”
Leo kissed him, tightening the grip of his legs, his hands caressing the hair of Jason.
“I missed you too”
Hey! Saw your post about community college. Just wondering, what are you studying? Thanks!
I was actually there to get my GED since I had to drop out of high school for a plethora of reasons. (Covid era, Mental health stuff, etc.) I did very well lol and got credit for Math. I was one point off from a Science credit too.
Though I do plan on going to a community college soon for computer science. There’s one near me that has a game dev course type thing i’m looking into right now, but even if I just end up in programming I think I’d be good.
i forgot how scary people are
why are colleges so big and loud
this is anarchy
why are they singing karaoke in the cafeteria ???
Today as homework for my playwriting class, I had to map out a scenario for my play (which is like discerning the tactics my characters will use to further their goal) I said fuck that and just did an outline instead. To explain myself I said
“In an effort to stop myself from going insane, I’m doing an outline yuhhhhh”
I spent 4 hours on it, then I panicked because I didn’t want my professor to be mad at me so I did the scenario as well and turned it in with the words
Pls don’t b mad at me, I’ll cry, thanks
-Quinn
So in conclusion, I did more work than I needed and then begged my professor not to be mad at me. This sums up my college career pretty well I think.
“I hate writing”
- I an aspiring playwright says, staring at the blinking cursor on a blank screen.
(Someone put me down before I crash out)
Being a theatre major is so weird because why is my assignment to write a play from the perspective of the block of wood in pinnochio and why did the sentences “What if the block of wood gaslights Pinnochio” and “The block of wood learns how to fly and stops Pinnochio from burning down the house” leave my mouth. Anyways, the play is set in 2005 and my block of wood wants to possess Pinnochio so he can become a pilot.
My cat is so hard to draw lmao, the pattern on her nose is confusing. Anyways this is Ruby and I love her so I drew her for my college work.
I’ve spent so many hours on this. It’s not even done yet either.
This is for anyone scared about college. Fuck what anyone said about shit 'not flying in collage' I promise you half of your professors aren't gonna give a fuck about anything. Today my professor canceled a 90 min lecture because she 'just wasn't feeling it today' probably the funniest email I've ever received.
It's currently 4am I have class in the morning and I can't shut my fucking brain off
Summary: Natalia Rosegringer is a struggling college student who works in hometown bookstore. She is a good Christian girl that focuses on her studies and never misses church. She has a secret though. Her family are witches who come from an ancient bloodline of Royal Witches. Because of this bloodline, she is given special abilities that were long ago helpful to the world before people became scared of witches and the witch trials. Natalia's particular special ability is that she has dreams that foretell the future and she can heal anyone with a touch of her hand or a feel of her singing voice. She doesn't know about all this though and wonders why she is having dreams about a handsome man with pitch black eyes, in an old house every night...
Featuring: Sam Winchester, Dean Winchester, Bobby Singer, Jo Harvelle, Baby The Impala, Ellen Harvelle, Rowena Macleod, Castiel, Jack Kline and TBC...
Prologue:
Sometimes, sitting on your computer and writing out your problems is all you can do. Sometimes, it's just better to ruin things and get your anger out and done with too... - Natalia Rosegringer
It's almost 12 am and I'm still working on applying for scholarships to apply for school. I literally had no money and no way to pay for the college that I wanted to go to. Also, not to mention that I did not have great grades either and failed a few of my previous classes either. Life was hard sometimes and sometimes I didn't want to live it, but then sometimes life could be really sweet and make me feel like I was winning. It was a love-hate relationship and I just didn't know when to end it... or maybe I just didn't want to.
I looked up from my computer screen and looked at the sign that my aunt gave me for my birthday about two years ago(I think...). The words were written in different fonts. It basically said "When Life gets too hard to stand, kneel." Well I'll be honest with you. Sometimes it felt like God was not hearing my prayers or either he did, but maybe I had to learn something.
I looked back at my computer screen and sighed epically. I was done and I was ready to go to sleep. I turned my computer off and closed the lid. Then I got up and and walked to where my phone was. There were two messages. One from Grant and the other was from my friend, Sam. I pressed on the one from Sam.
Sam: Are you still up? Wanna go out and do something crazy?"
I smiled at the messaged. Sam was always asking if I wanted to do something crazy, like my life wasn't crazy enough. I guess there was just not enough craziness in his life, so he had to jump into mine. I looked at the little, brown analog clock that sat on my little cabinet. The little hand pointed between the intricately scribbled twelve and one, while the large hand pointed just a few centimeters away from the five, indicating that it was now 12:10 am. I didn't have anything to do tomorrow besides church, but I'd hate to sleep in and miss though. It was Easter Sunday tomorrow and that would mean that there would be great messages in store.
After a moment or two of thinking, I typed out my reply.
Natalia: Sorry, can't do something crazy tonight. I have church tomorrow.
Sam immediately replied back.
Sam: Sad... :(
I decided to leave him on read and put my phone on the charger and set it on my little cabinet by the little, brown analog clock. I really needed to get some rest for tomorrow.
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There were trees everywhere. Each was very creepy looking and looked like old, boney hands that were going to reach out and grab me. There was a mud covered path that I noticed I was walking on, leading to somewhere I did not know. I looked around and saw a blood filled sky with stars that shone as bright as noon day. The moon was red and it honestly looked like a goth scene in a movie. I kept walking until I found an old yellow house.
The paint was stripping off the old house, which made it look even scarier. Red and yellow eyes were peering out of the windows, watching me like hawks hunting their prey. There was one window that stood out in particular though. This room was lit up and inside it peered a man in red flannel. His eyes were not normal. What should have been a human color for eyes was replaced with pitch black darkness.
The man looked at me and smiled a beautiful smile. I didn't know what to do, but just stand in my place. Even though this man was very creepy, he was very captivating too. There was just something about him. A type of beauty you couldn't find anywhere else.
He was handsome, I'll admit, but why would he even look at someone like me?
The man looked away from me and turned around. As soon as he did so, the light burst from somewhere. I assumed he walked out, now leaving an empty room that was just as black as his eyes now. I didn't know where he went or what he was going to do. For some odd reason, I was still thinking about his beauty and the way he smiled at me. It wasn't a smile that had any intentions that he was going to murder. No, instead there was warmth and love behind that smile. Like somehow he was going to save me, but how could a man with black eyes save me?
I heard footsteps signaling that someone was walking towards me. Hard footsteps could be heard through the air. I knocked myself out of my trance and looked to where the sound was coming from. My eyes came to a stop at the old house. The man in the window was now walking towards me, but as he did so his features began to change and so did everything around him. The sky was no longer red, the moon no longer black, the house began to clean itself up, the trees began to straighten up and grow leaves and the creatures' eyes began to vanish.
The scene began to come together and become a beautiful dream. In the place of the moon was a golden sun and big, fluffy clouds replaced the stars. The leaves on the trees were now a beautiful, dark green with pink and red flowers adorning them, crowning them with all their glory. The house was now a beautiful, yellow house that was adorned with beautiful finishing pieces. The man... The man was still handsome, but now he had forest green eyes that sparkled in the sun. I could see him clearer now. he had freckles scattered across his lovely face and red danced across his cheeks. He also had pink, plump lips that looked as soft as pillows. I personally wanted to reach out and touch them, but my body wouldn't move to do so. His hair was a beautiful burgandy brown that shone in the sunlight to signal that it was healthy. I sighed and continued to look at him. He was a lovely dream now.
He stopped in front of me and smiled. Then he reached up and touched my cheek, carressing it ever so slowly and gently. A slow burn I would definitely say. He then smiled and showed those beautiful, pearly white teeth.
There was a pause
Then he did the unthinkable.
His lips pressed to mine.
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End of the Prologue! Hope you all enjoyed!
I didn't even notice. I thought they meant "write shit" as in "write low quality works" and I was like "yeah, college will do that."
Bro İ hate being an academic they're making me write shit 😭 İ thought İ was just supposed to sit in an old chair smoke & say something french every now and then 😢