#I HATE THIS FUCKING CLASS
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Most woke guy in 16th century Europe: Guys, people can be any type of Christian they want.
#16th century#europe#chrsitianity#catholiscism#catholic#history#history memes#history humour#Martin Luther#protestant reformation#protestant#ap euro#I hate this fucking class
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I've complained about this before but god. It seriously makes me laugh so much how my science prof is like "I don't want people to memorize the answers, I want you to think critically," yet many questions on the exam are things you would HAVE to have memorized. Can't wait to fucking die taking the final tmr
#I HATE THIS FUCKING CLASS#'i dont want people to memorize so i wont leave an answer key'#okay but guess what man im going to memorize regardless#that is literally what studying is !!!!!!!!#wouldnt you rather i ultimately know 100% what the right answer is?????#but theres questions that are based on videos we have watched. things you'd have to have remembered#or pictures of shit and its like. how many stars does this have.#HOW THE FUCK SHOULD I KNOW.!?!?!?!?!??@?!#i cant look at a photo ive never seen in my life and critically think my way out of knowing what it is#i just have to know prior.#god fucking hate this shit im so ready to be done w it#catie.rambling.txt
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i feel like im going fucking insane < chem homework
#i do not understand why my answers are WRONG#but they ARE#and i am going to SCREAM#i hate this fucking class
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literally what is the reason for making assignments due at 11:00 instead of 11:59. there’s NOT a reason, except to psychologically torture me
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tomorrow’s going to suck ass but then it’ll be over
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Linktober day 23: element
a few doodles of the elemental monsters from eow :)
#late as fuck today i know sorry i was in class until literally JUST NOW because god hates me#linktober#linktober 2024#eow#echoes of wisdom#loz#skribbles
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My Citizenship in a Global Community class is discussing if people affected by slavery should be given payment as compensation for their forces contribution of the building of America and its honestly bringing me so much pain.
The one African American kid in the class looks so fucking done, the white girls are saying such racist things, and the boy ate worried about communism and if the payment would make the AA's richer than the "whites".
The over all agreement is that they shouldn't get money to fix the agreed upon generational poverty because it would take to long to figure out. Nobody is pointing out the one fact that instead of paying billions we can simply fix communities, pass laws, fix workplace racism and increase minimum wages.
Maybe im dumb in regards to this but the fear that these people have at the THOUGHT of poc being richer than them scares me. When the teacher asked why they said communism cause "someone always has to be richer."
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Continuing a bit from this
Because that was a fluke, right?
Steve Harrington sat at their lunch table, asked a bunch of questions, and took notes as some sort of prank, right? It’s never going to happen again. Right?
But he’s there again today (“Fucking hell”) sitting at their table, waving them over when he spots them like, “I was thinking about that depression filter you told me about. Makes no sense.”
“It’s, uh…” Jeff tries, accepting Steve’s offered applesauce. “It’s a perception filter.”
“Ohhh, that makes more sense.”
Steve opens his notebook, marks something out, and writes over it. He looks up like, “About this guy Griffon.”
And that’s how it goes. Steve asks questions. They provide answers. They realize that Steve must have some hearing loss in his left ear and adjust to that. Steve cracks a joke they don’t understand and adjusts to them, and it’s…fun.
Gareth accidentally elbows Steve in the ribs and Steve winces hard because his ribs are still fucked up from the fight. They all think this is over now and things will go back to normal but Steve…apologizes?? For being weird??? To weirdos?
“Oh, god,” Jeff says after lunch, watching Steve and Grant walk off in the same direction. “We have to keep him.”
Gareth sighs, “Eddie is going to hate this.”
#Eddie did - in fact - hate this#He tries really hard to continue to hate this but then he mentions the Mind Flayer#and Steve is like: Oh yeah. I know that guy. He’s German.#And Eddie doesn’t know what the fuck that means but he’s in love#BTW Jeff folds the quickest. Steve likes westerns and walks with him to his math class so now no one shoves him into lockers#steve harrington#jeff stranger things#gareth stranger things#unnamed freak stranger things#stranger things
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Posting a sneak-peak of this now because I'm about to be In The Shit school workload-wise, so this'll take me a while to finish.
Doing some character design exploration/expression sheets for Celestia and Luna. Figuring out Celestia's weird ass anatomy while I'm at it.
#mlp#celestia#fanart#my art#wip#the grand galloping 20s#delete later#look at me fucking smart guy signed up for 4 art classes in one quarter#so now i have 4 concurrent art/film/creative writing projects going on at the same fucking time#taking bets on how fast i burn out#anyways the idea behind the faces is the front face is the surface. it displays whatever emotions celestia intends when she's in control.#the two side faces––sadness and anger––are sides of her she has less control over. i drew all 3 faces active for the exploration#but in reality only 1 is active at a time. the others will either close their eyes or go catatonic like a puppet or doll#the final face on the back of the head is the deep subconscious. every ugly and violent and hateful thought and emotion#that lies buried under the surface. celestia has no control over that side of her. if she ever wakes
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Good thing about me: if needed, I can stay on task for hours on end without food or drink.
Bad thing about me: if I'm still at the library at nine despite working through to half past nine for a few weeks in a row in order to get this done, I am in a *foul* mood.
#I hate research#I hate this fucking class#Maybe I should go home and eat a cracker for breakfast (at half past nine PM) and see how I feel then
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another goddamn 29 out of 40 bc the instructions werent clear on a homework i still have above 80% in the class but i am freaking out and pissed off at the same time in this goddamn excel class is really testing my patience and FOR WHAT SO I can be better at a job i wont get because i dont even have a degree and just a completed certificate so i can work at a minimum wage job even though the wage is BARELY LIVABLE in bookkeeping but DONT WORRY BC EVERYBODY IS “““““““““““HIRINGING”““““““““““““““““““““ so let the SPIRALING of living on this goddamn rock planet continue. AND THEN whats the fucking POINT of even getting a degree or certificate in your FIELD if you end up getting a job just to have a job bc of MONEY; WHAT IS THE FUCKING POIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINNNNNNNNNNTTTTTTTTTTTTT its all just a waste of fucking money
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Yes im watching X-Men First Class again shut up.
but i swear to fuck the fact that Erik immediately stopped controlling the missiles when Charles got hurt and the protectiveness when the others tried to approach and his fucking face when Charles said it was his fault-
they are the worst boyfriends and its so fucking sad because Charles would die for Erik but Erik would kill the world for Charles and that’s why they’re doomed to fight forever
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L can be such a possessive character at times. he always strikes me as the type of person who is deeply aware of everything that he owns, both in a more literal sense and metaphorically-- like, he knows what money he has and how to use it, what resources are readily available to him and what he has to be sneakier to utilize, the habits and tendencies and emotional states of individuals and world governments both. the DN musical really puts an emphasis on the more computer-y aspects of how his brain functions, which isn't as obvious in the manga/anime but i think still works well as a way to follow his thinking. it's kinda what near does too: everything is a factor to them, every tiny detail a new opening to optimize for the best results, every person and location and object a part of a puzzle waiting to be solved. and as a part of that, L is deeply aware of every and any little thing he may or may not have control over, and exactly to what degree.
his habit of stealing titles as depicted in the LABB murders novel is such a good example of this. ryuzaki, eraldo coil, deneuve. he eats people alive and then takes their names for himself like some kind of fucked up fae or trickster god, creating new masks and personas to hide behind from the remains of the people he's devoured. i have to wonder if he would've used the title of KIRA for himself had he won-- i can hardly imagine what kind of power such a title could hold if held in his hands. of course, he could've just used the defeat of KIRA as a way to build up the L title even further, offering up the body of a dead god like perseus showing off the head of medusa. but L is so emotionally attached to the kira case, i struggle to see him allowing it to fade from existence so thoroughly as near does, even if it is only kept close on a private level...
this is part of why i think it genuinely makes a lot of sense that L's ultimate win state would include capturing light to some degree. even if the memory of KIRA somehow manages to fully disappear from the public consciousness, there is no fucking way L is letting light yagami out of his grasp. honestly, the moment that L truly loses this game is not when he starts investigating misa while still under rem's watch, not when light gets back his memories, not even when he dies, but the moment when he allows light to be freed from the handcuffs. the moment when he allows the other members of the task force to turn off the cameras and keep him from watching light and misa talk in the lobby. the moment when he gives up, lets light yagami go outside of L's personal sphere of control, is the moment when L starts the clock ticking down to the end of his own life.
this is one of the key ways in which i see light as a true equal and parallel to L, as after L's death he, intentionally or no, continues the same tradition and takes L's title for himself, twisting the two sides together into the L-KIRA amalgamation. only, the L title functions a little bit differently than every other persona or title that we see in the series-- because L's true name is L. that's all that he is. on a literal, legal, and emotional level, i don't think that L is anything more than L. he is the world's greatest detective, he's an incredible, weirdo super genius, but he does not afford himself much more than that, barely allows himself personhood or humanity outside of his work. light was the one to ultimately defeat L because he did not just put a stain on his character (as BB attempted), did not just kill him, but stole his very identity and took it for himself.
one of the biggest contradictions of L's character that i think you must accept should you attempt to portray him accurately is that he is both deeply detached from humanity while also having all of his work and effort and life be focused around saving it. it's one of the ways in which he is an exact opposite to light-- where light relies on humanity for external validation, to be Seen, while also looking down on it as dumb and immoral and spineless, L is so separated from it that he barely exists as a person, all the while dedicating almost every action he takes to helping it. remember: for all the emotional turmoil that wammy's house and the legacy of L may put on the kids living there, ultimately it's entire existence is nothing more than L's logical solution to his potential demise. if he dies, the world goes down with him, all of the cases that are yet to happen and he is yet to solve being left in the air. he has the foresight to set up a fail safe, but not to consider the emotional implications of what being that fail safe might feel like, how high the price of your own humanity is if you are not already alienated from it, the inability to have your own name on your gravestone-- though perhaps some of the blame also falls on watari's shoulders in this case, philanthropic old bastard that he is.
imo, playing his game really got it right in presenting L and light as one and the same, synonyms on either side of the mirror. in every action they take they are both so selfishly selfless, playing the game for themselves and their own pleasure but plastering the needs and will of humanity on top of it. L isn't invested in saving humanity for the sake of humanity-- he just likes the thrill of having the stakes raised so high. hard to shit on ryuk for wanting entertainment when the humans he finds are just the same as him.
#death note#astronaut rambles#l lawliet#*L voice* i need to get him in a collar#ahh the thematic cannibalism of light yagami and l lawliet#lawlight#also. i need someone talk to me about near's toys again#i reread mello's death + their final confrontation right before class today & i really like that near wears an L mask when they first meet#especially since that one author's note (?) about near probably hating L keeps standing out in my mind ahahahhaahah#that fucking house. it really fucks those kids up#did L ever even realize? probably not#too busy playing mind games with his psychological warfare fuck buddy boytoy to notice#feel like i should have more L thoughts honestly. i ramble about light often enough#but i suppose i'll just do with this for now and let it come naturally later#'what puts him at ease' 'the food that he likes' 'learn his routines' aww. they're planning a date :))
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oh you know it's all latestage capitalism but the thing is. how are you supposed to be a person inside of this. a person trying to be a better version of yourself.
oh, you started working young, which was kind of hard, but it's just the way stuff works sometimes. and it was 2008 and your family couldn't afford heat. but it's fine, you grow a spine and get used to the professional world and besides it was the suburbs we're talking about here, like, your life could have been actually hard, so what if your father lost his job and you can't afford to move or turn the lights back on. and once you start making money, it's good. you keep doing that. because now they're relying on you. so you have to do that.
oh you were in thousands of dollars of debt at 17 years old so that you could go to school, because you have to go to school if you want to get a "real" job. you even did it "right", you worked parttime and attended community college before you transferred to a public school. you were under so many merit scholarships.
which is fine. you pick yourself up and you say like, okay. i graduated college. i'm holding down a job. i'm doing the Adult Thing, which looks and acts like this, according to all the books i've read. you start with the shitty job and then you climb that corporate ladder.
but the shitty job doesn't cover rent and you stretch yourself too-thin so you get sick. good luck with that. the shitty job no longer pays for your meals. everyone asks why you don't just move, but there's nowhere to move to. and with what money are you going to be moving? and then the loans come back, because they were never going to forgive them, because you were 17 and trying to do the right thing, which was stupid. people are now saying you shouldn't have even gone to school.
which is fine. but because you have no other option, so you do the shitty job, and you apply every day for like 5 new ones, and despite the fact everyone says "there's no one who wants to work!" it's actually just that nobody is fucking hiring so you can either work for 13 dollars an hour in the shitty place you know (where at least you have a passingly friendly relationship with the manager) or you can start from scratch again with a different 13 dollars an hour without knowing how much abuse from the new job you'll be taking.
and if you quit you lose your insurance. if you quit you lose your housing. if you quit, you'll be another burnout kid. the lazy ones. these assholes, look at them!
and you come home to a family dinner and you hear from your father the same old thing. how he worked hard at his job and yes it sucked for a while but he was able to provide for the family and then the house and the dog and the rest of barbie's dream vacation. how the insurance did cover some of it. how you just really need to start speaking up more in manager conversations so they know you're a go-getter. you want to tell him - did you know we're actually doing more now hourly than any previous generation? - but you can't remember where you heard that statistic, and you're far too tired for the fucking argument. and then he starts in on his usual bit. where's the house? where's your kids? where's your ambition.
the same job the same money the same hours doesn't do it anymore. the same nose-to-the-grindstone now just shreds your face off. there's no such thing as upwards mobility, not really. and as far as you're aware, the money certainly is not trickling. you do the soulless stupid shit you signed up for because you fucking have to or else you literally risk your life (food, the apartment, the insurance), but it's not getting you anything. you download the stupid "save more" app and you budget and you do every right thing and then the price of eggs is 7 dollars and you say - oh great! another thing i have to fucking worry about now!
and you go to your stupid job and everyone in your father's generation just tells you to be better about being an adult. they have their homes and their savings account and their bailout and they say. well have you tried not drinking starbucks. well your generation just spends too much on clothing. well you might just be too addicted to travelling. and you - because you need the job - you bite your tongue and don't say i am being held prisoner and you're suggesting i stop pacing my cell if i don't like the scenery and you don't say what the fuck do you think i've been doing with my money and you don't say i haven't spent a cent on something nice in literally forever much less coffee you arrogant asshole. you open and close your bank app and check your loans and check your credit score and check fucking zillow and ziprecruiter and apartments.com just one time more. and still they give you that demeaning little grin and say - see, what you need is -
what you need is for your meds to stop being so fucking expensive. what you need is for the housing bubble to explode into dust. what you need is for billionaires to choke on their wealth. what you need is actual help. what you will get is more economic advice from people who are older-and-wiser.
and above you, almost in a glimmer, you can see the wedged smile of your debt getting toothier, wider.
#i hate when people try to tell me i didn't do it right#what should i have done better#i did it ALL the right way#(not that there is a right way)#it's just that others feel comfortable believing that THEY did it the right way and that's how they made money#whereas i must have just committed a sin somewhere in there! i MUST be doing it wrong!!!#and i'm not a victim!!! im simply experiencing consequences!#and im like. where . where. wherewherewherewhere#i graduated top of my class. i was almost the student speaker.#i have always excelled at work and i work hard#i have been working since i was 13#WHERE !!!!! IS MY FUCKING !!!! MONEY!!!!!!#ps please do not make the assumption i am ablebodied or neurotypical.#i am neither of these things.#it DOES get worse if u are either of those things. so fuckin much#but @ the one anon who was like ''u could be X that would be worse u don't know how lucky u are''#.... don't i?#do i need to be luckier than someone else#or is it possible we are BOTH victims?#and that we need to work TOGETHER to resolve it#not just wave it off since it COULD be harder for someone else... it can be true we BOTH deserve better
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Just know I love y’all but if you send me an anon message saying I can’t grieve Liam’s passing then I need you to just understand something, I’m grieving the fact one of my favorite bands will NEVER be whole again to put it simply, Zayn can always possibly come back, but Liam is gone. I’m grieving the memories and the moments in my life that One Direction got me through because they’re all going to feel different now when I look back on them. I’m grieving the fact his family and friends lost a loved one.
#like please don’t come into my inbox talking fucking crazy to me#grieving his death doesn’t mean I accept what he did or who he was outside of the band#like be so fucking for real#also get some class and maybe send me the hate tomorrow? give me a day to process#liam payne#one direction
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everyone look at this fish i had to draw for my illustration class. for a grade. i am going to get a good grade in therapy salmon, something which is both normal to w
#just did the calculation and this class costs me 8k a semester. btw. money well spent#new york times hire me to do your spot illustrations since i am clearly so fucking good at it. god i hate editorial assigments#skribbles#the worst part is i KNOW im going to go into crit and people r going to be like umm therapy salmon doesnt really fit the vibe of the articl#OK SHUT THE FUCK UP. MAYBE I LIKE DRAWING FISH HAVING MENTAL BREAKDOWNS. HUH. DID YOU EVER THINK OF THAT
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