#✨ study.

[agirlwithglam]

Go to the gym. Study for that test. Know your goals then work on them.

But each time you do, IMPROVE. If you did 5 mins on the treadmill last time, slowly get yourself to 10 mins, 20 mins, etc.

Don’t repeat the same thing, improve on it. Get better, do it for longer, find out what worked and what didn’t.

Consistency is one thing but when you also get a little bit better with each time, imagine the changes!

[digitalgirlguide]

i am studious. i am smart. i can accomplish all of my goals. i am a dedicated learner. i am not just intelligent; i am wise

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I have the dedication, determination, and intelligence to make it happen. With every hour I invest in my studies, I am one step closer to reaching my dreams. I embrace challenges as opportunities to grow, and I trust in my ability to overcome any obstacle that comes my way. My mind is a powerhouse of knowledge and creativity, and I am unstoppable in my pursuit of success.

[phoenixcatch7]

Okay but it's super interesting how

Din = Power = Ganondorf

Naryu = Wisdom = Zelda

Farore = Courage = Link.

Because Din, in the hylian creation myth, created the physical world. Naryu then created the laws - gravity, time, etc. And Farore finally created life - plants and people.

Din created the body, naryu the mind, Farore the soul.

And the triforce and its wielders so perfectly reflect that.

Ganon is physical power, he is big and intimidating and he breaks things. He is cunning and determined, but that's not what he focuses on. He is might makes right.

Zelda is wisdom and cleverness. She is stall tactics and information and team work. She is a powerful mage with a spine of steel, but that's not how she'll win. She is the pen being mightier than the sword.

Link is courage and persistence. He is the wild card sneaking behind enemy ranks, always moving, plunging into terrifying situations head first. He's a phenomenal fighter with a keen wit, but that's not what will get him through his challenges. He is bravery not being the absence of fear but the triumph over it.

They sit in perfect parallels to each other.

And ganon is reborn through his body - his resurrection is immortality. No matter how low he is cast, as long as he has a body he can claw his way back. He can cling to his power, build it ever higher.

Zelda is reborn through the magic of her bloodline. It's the accumulated knowledge handed down for generations, the unique power she must master, the skills she must develop to survive and get her kingdom out the other side intact. Even her name, the knowledge of herself, is handed down from all the way from the very first. Her ancestors knowledge of her future presence, her stability, is what gives her the edge.

Link is reborn in spirit. He is not bound by flesh or blood. Just like his wanderlust soul he can reappear in any time or place. His variation, his unpredictability, is exactly how he fights. It's what makes him so hard to pin down.

Ganons need to build strength means he can't chase after link. Links impulsiveness means zelda can outwit him. Zeldas stationary predictability means she's an easy target for ganon.

But the other direction?

Fire melts ice, ice redirects lightning, lightning burns fire.

And that's the very essence of the triforce.

[arkarti]

William studies | Part 06

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[onigiri-studies]

❀ 𝟡𝕥𝕙 𝕞𝕒𝕪 𝟚𝟘𝟚𝟜 ❀

Some pics of my notes from today, the other two photos were made a while ago. I barely did anything today, hopefully tomorrow will be a more productive day. Wishing y'all a blessed evening! 🫶🏻✨

[thescriptorium]

the way this development scratches a part of my brain

[frenchiepal]

07.10.24 🎃🍄 seven hours at the library and the semester hasn't even started yet....ough ough

[skywalkr-nberrie]

Throughout her career as Queen and later as a Republic Senator, Padmé became desensitized to romantic advances. Her life's work was surrounded by people who were fake, two-faced, manipulative, and full of loud bravado. Nobody was sincere, and anyone who approached her always had ulterior motives, whether seeking to benefit from her high status or gain importance by association.

What's often overlooked, however, is that Padmé also harbored similar reservations about the Jedi. While she deeply respected and admired the Jedi, she found their mannerisms, etiquette, and stoicism unsettling at times:

Padmé's discomfort with the Jedi endures, unaffected by her numerous encounters. This lingering unease is consistently reflected in her thoughts, as recorded in the Queen Amidala Journal and other Star Wars novels.

Padmé admits they’re brave, wise, and respected beings but she can’t fathom them the way they are in nature. She finds them rather irritating 😂

As we see here^^ Padmé also finds their lack of emotional repression quite obnoxious as well. So much that she’d made a vow that if she were to ever become Chancellor, she’d have every Jedi demonstrate at least “one emotion” a year.

{When the topic comes to companionship, trust, and seeking aid, Padmé has enough professionalism to know that the Jedi are people she can always rely on. She heavily respects them and trusts them no matter what. But outside the professionalism, she doesn’t mesh well at all with them because her ideals, values, and beliefs are like night and day with theirs.}

This understanding of Padmé's perspective sheds light on why she fell deeply in love with Anakin. She famously declares him the only Jedi she could ever love, and it's clear why. Despite the odds against them – his Jedi vows, her senatorial duties – Anakin proves his devotion, showing Padmé the depth of his love and desire. Passionate and hopeless romantics, Padmé and Anakin share a profound connection. Much like kindred spirits. Anakin's all-consuming passion resonates deeply with Padmé. His patience, vulnerability, and unwavering commitment ultimately capture Padmé's heart, making him her soulmate.

[negativecharm]

okay but imagine??imagine older boyfriend!Ghost who adores you like no other. (sfw)

description: just some cuteness.

The moment you open your eyes you're immediately flooded over with his care and adoration.

You woke up from a sun ray pointing through your eyelids, he covers the side of your face with his palm when he hears you whine sleepily with your face scrunched up in annoyance. And his other hand brushing the stray hair strands away from your forehead.

At night if you're squirming and turning so much before you can fall asleep, he hugs you closer and turns his body to your side a bit so he can put a little of his weight on your own. He's been doing that ever since you told him that you liked sleeping with heavy wool blankets because they always helps you to sleep better.

He didn't entirely enjoy eating with other people before you. But it's different now that you're here with him. He can't really explain that warmth he feels when he sees you eat something wholeheartedly. Like when you're focused on nothing but munching down on your food and not even looking at him. The love he has in his eyes is so obvious that you immediately looks up to see him watching you eat with a small smile.

When you guys go out for a peaceful stroll in the evening, hand in hand, he picks every flower for you that comes close to his reach. When you two sit down to look at the flowery bush he keeps giving you compliments like how you look almost animated and you're straight out of a fairytale with the tiny blooms around you. His amused chuckles at your reaction is the best part.

He's got no problem with fixing your lipstick in public because you've always been asking him to do that when you didn't bring your mirror. He's very focused and precise dabbing that lipstick with his fingers after he applied some on your lips.

He's not that obssessed. He just have the picture of you smiling in the sun with your head tilted to the side as his phone wallpaper.

Once he almost had a mini heart attack when he was mindlessly rubbing the phone screen on his chest and it opened by itself. You looked so sweet smiling up at him he took that as a sign that you've completely stolen his heart and now everything he does have traces of you in them.

[azurecanary]

I'm this close to using Burrow's End in a Sociology or Politics paper

[agirlwithglam]

How to be the “it girl” in school ✨💁‍♀️

Academic validation >> external validation (boys, girls, etc.) : academic validation should always come first if you’re in school. ALWAYS. Your grades and your knowledge will take you far in life, not the approval of some random kids who you probably wont ever even see again. You need to know your priorities.

Romanticise it!: make school fun! Romanticise it. Act like the main character because you ARE the main character and don’t let anyone tell you otherwise!

Study for tests: part of being an “it girl” is actually getting good grades. And how do we get good grades? By studying!! Romanticise studying if you want. But just study. Study study study until you can’t get it wrong. Also- stop working just on motivation. Create a routine or schedule where you get in studying everyday and STICK TO IT.

Confidence: walk, talk and act with confidence and confidence only. walk as if you OWN the room. Know that you are worth a million dollars, OWN THAT. Believe in yourself and your abilities. Remember: “you can’t fit in if you were born to stand out!”

Stop caring about what others think of you. people will hate on you and THATS OKAY. Some people will literally hate on like everything. I heard once (from thewizardliz) that there will be a video of cats playing on the internet and there will be a person that figures out how to hate on it. There will be people who just have nothing to do in their lives except try to bring you down so you need to just ignore it. Be protective of your energy.

Style: it’s okay to hop onto different trends, but try to find your own style. It’s okay if your school has a uniform, you can add a ‘signature’ piece of jewellery to your outfit to make you feel a bit better about yourself. Also use a certain scent/ perfume on yourself that just makes you feel a bit more.. ✨you.✨ (also remember it’s perfectly alright to change your style if you get bored once in a while!)

Good hygiene: brush your teeth. Comb your hair. Shower. Make sure your lips aren’t crusty musty dusty. Iron your clothes. Make sure you feel fresh and clean everyday.

Be kind: dont be mean if you have no reason to. If someone comes up to you politely asking a question or talking to you about something, dont give them a side eye, dont look at them as if they’re a clown, be polite and respectful. No one, and i mean NO ONE likes someone who’s rude. You may think it’s cool, but rly.. it isn’t. It’s just icky. Give genuine compliments, smile, treat others to make them feel special. Although do remember that THERE IS A DIFFERENCE BETWEEN BEING kind AND BEING A people pleaser!! Have boundaries and prioritise YOURSELF FIRST.

It girl emojis to use (optional): ✨🩷💌💋🐩🪩📚🎧💗💄🌸👑🎀

Xoxo, Vanilla

[fisherrprince]

mmm… noodle….

[chemblrish]

13 June 2024

One week left until my ochem final. Oscillating between "it's fine, I got this, most of the material is in my head already" and "AAAAHHHHH" as is the case every exam sesh. Reading a textbook on group theory for chemists for fun (and to make my thesis supervisor proud bc academic validation am I right :'))))

[illuminiscentboba]

where akaashi pursues reader who had a rough memories asssociated with love and affection is returned

you like him...he repeats the words he heard echoed off the bathroom walls and lets it bounce about his brain like the DVD logo on a TV that aims to hit the corner and keep missing.

before all that was holding him back was fear you didn't return his feelings and the way you would push away the very idea of love. and so what is he left to do now beyond go big or go home? after gaining some small wins first that is.

and here he was once again pushing himself to go up to you whenever he sees you off somewhere on your own, a breathless hey, its good to see you again. that continued to made your heart skip a beat. from anyone else this interaction normally would've put you off but you were hoping to catch a glimpse of him and here he was in front of you, asking about your weekend and the events you told him about weeks before.

you two went on errands together, and he seemed to hum, a warm tightlipped smile spread across his face as you set days that you two could study together. you were curious to see his workspace, his room, but he was quick to shut that down, something about his roomates being too rowdy. if only you knew how much they were pestering him to bring you to meet them.

it was almost as if you guys were conjoined at the hip with how much unserious discussion went back and forth between you two in the flesh and in online. the 'look your little boyfriend is coming' probes became less horrific and something you started to daydream about...just a little bit.

he always seemed to have a bounce in his step the closer he got as he approached you guys but surely there was no way he could hear your friends mirthful whispers.

the thing is...he could. listening for the difference in sounds to identify the opposing sides play made him a little hyperaware of the sounds around him. playing volleyball has finally paid off. he had to fight the cheesiest smile everytime he heard your friends confidently proclaim him as your little boyfriend.

it was almost as if he got their blessing. now if only he could get yours....

your study sessions were always very productive, with you two picking concepts and explaining it to the other and then the other person explaining it back the concept they were taught. almost like a teacher, was akaashi quick to reward you with candies, ones that were actually your favorites.

"I remember you saying you liked that one."

he saw your long stare at them. "or was I wrong, I have other ones-"

he put his palm over them to make the exchange and before you knew it you settled your own over his. "wait, no! these are my favorite. I was just so surprised that you remembered even that too."

he smiled, his eyes searching your face before he flipped his large palm, his slender fingers wrapping around yours with your thumb now gracing your fingers.

you seemed shocked, but not averse to the touch as he thought you would be. "your hands are pretty cold, let me warm them up for you." you were about to pull away, remembering how ice cold your hands were but the way his thumb carressed your palm and he tapped at the fingers of your other palm, eager to hold the other too made you reconsider.

you hesitantly placed your hands in his. and the books laid forgotten as you guys began to chat. he got up to get you a blanket, helping you wrap yourself up as he stole back your hands in his. there was something about the way his carefully held onto your every word and the warmth of his hands that made the words lodged in your throat unravel. your fears regarding school, regarding how things will change after post secondary, about love. but as you discussed it you didn't feel as bitter or disgusted with your strong desire to be in a relationship despite what happened.

you felt...okay? the neutrality felt unusual but you decided to welcome it, the soothing finger that slide across your knuckles slowing and keiji whom you now noticed was quieter than usual. he seemed to have trouble organizing in his head what he was going to say when the doorbell ringing interrupted you both.

it was another simple cold day, november settling in and bringing with it a chill that was quick to freeze your fingertips and tickle your nostrils. deadlines never seemed to stop piling but at least you had someone to movitae you, also a victim of the same craft.

there he was already settled into the booth, his muscular arms folded, his shoulder sagging as his head bobbed, his glasses settled low on his nose.

you were a little too quick to snap a photo, hurrying in to surprise him.

"keiji? hey wake up." you lightly shook his shoulders. he squinted at you, quick to shift upright and readjust himself, a long yawn erupting his mouth, his stretching flexing the shirt around his chest.

"did you get any sleep last night?" he paused, another yawn escaping before he could get out a word. "No, my roomates were up late playing this new game that came out. I couldn't sleep with all the yelling."

You hovered around in concern. "Should we study later so you can take a nap or next time?"

"Nono, this is the best time for us because we're both free today. We should try to power through" he mustered a sleepy smile and you settled in acrss from him. It was true, with how much classes and random labs and tutorials this was unfortunaley the best day for yo guys to coordinate.

Sleepy akaashi was charming to say the least. The errors he made where he normally would be perfect followed by a perplexed "hmm...that isn't quite right?" or disappointed, "hm? this one is wrong too? i'm sorry (name)."

seeing him fight the fatigue, taking small sips of his coffee, a distressed palm raking through his hair. "Let me sit beside you so I can show you the right way." "would you please?" the apologetic pull of his lips downward. what a cutie.

and so you worked through the problems, filling in each others blanks, hearing your voice beside him helped him reorient himself.

with his chin settled into his palm he watched as you explained the concept, gaining more confidence in how much you thought you knew about it. before he knew it he was reachign out, catching wisps that were going to get into your eye behind your ear. you pause, staring incredulously. "you were saying?" his tone, a little too smug for your liking.

"nothing." you say indignantly, your eyes following the hands still perched around the area of your face, leafing through the hair by your ears. "what are you doing."

he brings his face closer, pretending to inspect the side of your face, his face dangerously your own. "making sure I do a good job." he whispers into your ear.

something isn't right about him. the huskiness of his voice. the teasing grin, how'd he go from adorable to something that would eat you up. was it because he was tired that he was less careful and nervous than usual?

in fact... something hasn't been quite right for a while now. the prolonged staring he'd do when you guys were studying, the reaching across from you, and sitting very close to you. all the details he remembered. he always responds why wouldn't he but never brings up that he does it to anyone else. you thought back to the previous conversations and how akaashi tried to seem not as interested as he actually was when you guys would have group discussions about love.

your more than familiar now with his shy smile, the fidgeting with his fingers, and unyielding stare whenever he wanted to know or talk about something dear to his heart in a way everyone would not misunderstand.

maybe the teasing from your friends weren't for nothing. maybe he was trying to tell you this whole time.

"oh right, I have something to show you." he turns away, reaching into his bag and your filled with anticipation he slips something into his hands.

"your hand please." he extends his palm to which you nervously press against his. he intertines his fingers through yours, the glow of his smile and face radiating warmth as he pulls something from his wrist onto yours.

you gasp. you had lost your staple bracelet that matched your rings and earrings a week ago and you didn't realize how atattched you were to it until you trashed your room searching for it.

"oh my god, keiji!!! you remembered!! oh my god stop, this is so sweet thank you!" he seems quite proud of himself as you continued to pour with thank yous, and your the best. he assures you as always that he'll always remember the words of those dear to him.

he squeezes your hand in his and you squeeze back so excited to have it back in your collection. "that was super neat, the way you got it from your wrist to mine. that was a little too smooth to not be practiced." did he have another girl or guy you didn't know about?

"you think so?" he raises a brow. "my roomate was bragging about it the other day so i thought I'd give it a go?" the confidence and teasing tone to his voice was so attractive.

"and you thought of me?" "I don't know anyone better." his other hand grazes your face again, sweeping away what you know is no more than a singular strand of hair. "you couldv'e just handed me it."

"well if I'm being fully honest..." he tilts his head, in the silly way he's seen his teamates do when begging him to do something for them. "I also really wanted to hold your hand." he smiled shyly and then he did that thing he always did, where he stared at you really hard and it finally clicked in your mind. he was checking your reaction to see if you were okay with the touch.

for permission.

oh my god, he was enforcing the boundaries you didn't set because he wanted to make sure you were okay with his approaches. all the moments between you guys that made your heart race were intentional.

you place the hand lingering by your face to cup your cheek as you lean in. theres no faster way for you to get out all of your emotions and thoughts then a kiss. his chair tilts back and his hands wrap around your waist to steady you guys. its a quick smooch, given you guys are in a public setting but more than enough.

"I think we're due another discussion about our feelings...somewhere quiet?" "yeah." you mumble, twin grins on your faces as you pack up your stuff, almost rushing out of the cafe having paid your bill earlier.

if there was anyone safe enough for you to entrust your heart to it would always be him.

[onigiri-studies]

❀ 𝟝𝕥𝕙 𝕒𝕦𝕘𝕦𝕤𝕥 𝟚𝟘𝟚𝟜 ❀

The first photo was taken when I went to the orthopedist in a nearby city. He told me I needed physiotherapy because of my injury. The pain and the swelling was simply not going away. Today was my first physiotherapy session and my foot already seems to be feeling a little bit better. Wishing y'all a blessed night! 🙏🏻✨

What i did today:

Reviewed the course material for self-efficacy (the job center in my town hosted a free course on self-efficacy)

Read some articles on "der Spiegel"

Listened to the German news on "Deutschlandfunk"

[somewhereincairparavel]

I'm so immersed in my jason grace new rome uni fic that I'm studying ancient roman law terms using this as an excuse. help.