#PopLit

[marvylaxamana]

I'm in my third year now. I can't even begin to count the number of times our college professors asked us, as education students, why we chose English as our major. The reason is that I want to make my inner child happy. I've wanted to teach English since elementary because I love interacting with children and I truly enjoy the subject. Additionally, my mom said that I do well in our English classes (well, that was back when English classes were still as easy as ABC haha). And so here I am, blogging about my experiences as an English major.

I needed to adjust to a new environment and people during my first year, which was difficult for me as an introvert. Fortunately, I knew a few folks from high school. And the mere notion of attending "college" terrified me. I think that my second year was manageable. Now that I'm a junior, I believe our thesis was my biggest challenge. Well, speaking in English is another aspect of being an English major, especially when it comes to recitations. Even though our professors are speakers of Tagalog, they still say to us, "Can you speak in English? I don't understand you." That makes sense because we are majoring in English (but it's challenging haha). Writing essays and reflection papers is another aspect of being an English major. Although I enjoy writing, I still ran out of English words in this major! Reporting is another matter. One of my favorite college memories is how, from being frightened to speak in front of a group of people, I now enjoy engaging in pertinent discussions like a true instructor. If you have glossophobia, as I do, but still want to practice public speaking, consider majoring in English. As Zig Ziglar said, F-E-A-R has two meanings: 'Forget Everything And Run' or 'Face Everything And Rise. ' The choice is yours. Literature is another aspect of majoring in English. Children and adolescent literature, Philippine literature, Afro-Asian literature, English and American literature, and Contemporary, Popular, and Emergent literature. You can name more if I haven't mentioned all the literature-related topics. In addition to the previously laid out English major stuff, we also have phonemic charts and sentence diagramming, which are all not a joke! Imagine grouping different parts of the sentence visually when performing sentence diagramming. Imagine attending an English class, and you come across /kæt/ and /ˈvɪʒn/. I felt like I could no longer read when I got to college haha.

Majoring in English is generally quite challenging. Some professors would say things like, "You are an English majors, you should know this." or even, "English majors should be the role model for all education students." But, it's possible that their purpose was not to put undue pressure on us. Perhaps they're trying to say, "As English majors, we may know this and learn more." and "English majors can set a good example for the betterment of everyone."

As a junior in college, if I were asked to give some tips, I would say to meet good friends and learn time management.

1. Be in the company of good friends. Friends who have reached adulthood mentally can assist you psychologically. Friends who will inspire you to achieve academic excellence. Friends who will lift your spirits when you're about to give a speech, report, play, or anything else that makes you anxious. Friends that won't pressure you to squander your savings and go everywhere practically every day. Yes, going out is an excellent idea, especially after a rigorous week of exams, since you definitely deserve it. However, if you can no longer pay the charges, learn how to say no!! Friends that, in a class full of dangerous knives, won't make you overthink if they are stabbing you from behind. It's important to make friends in college, but make sure they will clap for your wins instead of pulling you down (and you should clap for theirs, too). Simply put, find friends who will assist you in succeeding in college. 

2. Acquire time management skills. If the professor assigned you a LOT of academic work, that is extremely distressing. Whine like a kid? Go On. Cry like a heartbroken teenager? Go On. Breathe again after that. Breathe, and then begin time management. Make a list of all the tasks you have to accomplish and their due dates. The next step is to set a schedule at which you will begin completing each activity. It is best to finish tasks with earlier deadlines first. The following tasks will then come next. It's good to rest. However, try not to let social media use take up all of your time. Still, the best rest is sleep. Health should also be a top priority. If you know that your body needs rest, give that to yourself.

That concludes my story of being an English major (those tips are just a bonus hehe). Honestly, during high school, I considered taking a different course. What if I pursue a different line of work? What happens if I give it a shot? However, being an English major made me realize I want to become a teacher. Not because I'm the best at it but because I find the language and the subject so mesmerizing.

[thefactsofthematter]

today was the coolest day of school ever

[diamondnokouzai]

NO BOOKS TRANSLATED FROM OTHER LANGUAGES SHOULD BE ""ENTRY-LEVEL""!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! EVERY SINGLE BOOK TRANSLATED FROM A FOREIGN LANGUAGE SHOULD BEDAZZLE YOU WITH INFORMATION FROM ANOTHER COUNTRY, ANOTHER CULTURE!!!!!!! EACH AND EVERY RUSSIAN NOVEL SHOULD STRIKE YOU ANEW WITH WONDER AND CULTURE SHOCK!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[beastboost]

Going in for my MRA today yippee

[drchristophedelongsblog]

The popliteal cyst: a pocket of fluid in the knee

A popliteal cyst, often called a ‘Baker's cyst’, is a pocket filled with synovial fluid (the same fluid found in the joints) that forms at the back of the knee, in the popliteal fossa. This pocket, which is generally benign, often develops in response to another knee condition, such as osteoarthritis, meniscus damage or inflammation of the joint.

How does a popliteal cyst form?

A popliteal cyst forms when synovial fluid, normally present in the knee joint, seeps through a small opening in the joint capsule and forms a pocket at the back of the knee. This pocket can gradually increase in size and sometimes rupture, causing sudden pain and inflammation in the calf.

What are the symptoms?

The symptoms of a popliteal cyst can vary depending on its size and location. The most common are

- A palpable mass at the back of the knee, often painless.

- A feeling of tension or swelling in the calf.

- Pain in the knee or calf, which may worsen with physical activity.

- A feeling of heaviness in the leg.

What causes popliteal cysts?

The main cause of a popliteal cyst is an increase in pressure inside the knee joint, often due to :

- Osteoarthritis: Wear and tear of the cartilage leads to excessive production of synovial fluid.

- A meniscus lesion: A torn meniscus can cause inflammation and an increase in the production of synovial fluid.

- Inflammation of the joint: Rheumatoid arthritis, for example, can lead to the formation of popliteal cysts.

How is a popliteal cyst diagnosed?

A popliteal cyst is usually diagnosed by a doctor during a clinical examination. The doctor will palpate the mass and may order additional tests such as:

- Ultrasound: to confirm the presence of the cyst and assess its size.

- MRI: to give a more detailed view of the structures in the knee and look for any associated lesions.

What treatments are available?

Treatment of a popliteal cyst depends on the size of the cyst, the symptoms and the underlying cause. Treatments may include

- Rest: To relieve pain and reduce inflammation.

- Ice: To reduce swelling.

- Anti-inflammatory medication: To relieve pain.

- Puncture: To aspirate the fluid contained in the cyst.

- Surgery: In the most severe cases or in cases of frequent recurrence, surgery may be considered to remove the cyst.

[imnooneyouknow]

“nah youre depressed” ahah didnt know you could speak for my own fucking mental health!

fuck you. “she just kinda sits there depressed” shut up. you dont include me in your fucking conversations so im bored. im not depressed. literally shut the fuck up. dont speak for my mental health. its MY mental health, which you dont know anything about. i hope you fracture your leg and it bursts your popliteal artery.

[soysaucevictim]

Re: that last post.

One reason I probably overthink various injury processes in my writing sometimes. :,D

"Okay. Let's look at some anatomy diagrams... oh, oh no..."

Alternatively:

"Okay. Let's look at some anatomy diagrams... oh, oh yeah..."

[literaryvein-reblogs]

list of words related to the body

Borborygmus - intestinal rumbling caused by moving gas.

Deglutition - the act or process of swallowing.

Emesis - an act or instance of vomiting.

Eructation - an act or instance of belching.

Hallux - the innermost digit (such as the big toe) of a hind or lower limb.

Ingurgitate - to swallow greedily or in large quantities; guzzle.

Kibe - heel. It most often refers to "ulcerated chilblains [that is, cracked and swollen sores caused by exposure to cold] especially on the heel," but it can also mean simply "heel."

Mastication - an act or instance of chewing.

Megrim - a migraine.

Micturate - to urinate.

Oscitancy - the act of gaping or yawning.

Osculate - to kiss.

Oxter - the hollow beneath the junction of the arm and the shoulder; armpit.

Philtrum - the vertical groove on the median line of the upper lip.

Phiz - face. It's a playful shortening and alteration of the word physiognomy, which refers to facial features. It sees little use now, but appears in the works of Nathaniel Hawthorne, George Eliot, Herman Melville, and Lucy Maud Montgomery, among others.

Pinna - the largely cartilaginous projecting portion of the external ear.

Popliteal space - a lozenge-shaped space at the back of the knee joint.

Proboscis - the human nose especially when prominent.

Singultus - a hiccup or an attack of hiccuping.

Sternutation - the act or noise of sneezing.

Supercilium - the region of the eyebrows.

Thrapple - throat, windpipe.

If any of these words make their way into your next poem/story, please tag me, or leave a link in the replies. I would love to read them!

More: Word Lists

[patchiko]

HIII

if you're taking requests, could you write about reader trying to get off on those long pillows (a bolster) and jason/dick comes and helps out? tysmm (no pressure)

i would love to write for Dick but i need to read his comics. Luckily i have Nightwing 2021, just needa read it. so maybe expect dick content soon lol (maybe if im autistic enough for him idk though.)

Comic!Jason Todd x GN!Reader NSFW (ANON RQ)

thigh riding to dick riding (unprotected, hair pulling ((both ways)) praise, cum !! ermmm yeah.)

nicknames jason uses: hun, love, doll, doll-face, honey, sweetheart, darling, baby (JASON ‘GIVING PRAISE GETS ME HORNY’ TODD) (THAT GOES BOTH WAYS)

THE thin fabric of the pillow wasn’t enough. You’d gotten nowhere close to a fuckin’ orgasm, hole felt so god-damn empty, it left you a panting frustrated mess, head tilted back, sweat pooling at your poplit.

(THE BACK OF UR KNEE CALMMM DOOWWNN)

You jumped at the sound of the window promptly sliding open. Damn it. The whole reason you were using this thing, you wanted to get off before Jason came back. One, you needed to walk tomorrow, two, you didn’t wanna keep him up. Of course he could stay up for weeks on end, but that doesn’t mean he has to.

He slipped through the window and almost didn’t notice you. Jason reached down to start taking off his boots then his head shot up to look at you. Skin polished with sweat, heaving breaths, puffy eye bags, that pillow. Oh, he’ll throw that damn thing out if this is what it did to you.

“Darling?” He asked lowly.

You mumbled a string of words that loosely formed few sentences of how you didn’t wanna bother him, how you just wanted to get off— and oh, welcome back!

You know, he could’ve sworn he heard something about needing to walk but he’s not totally sure or anything so…

“Bother me?—“ He began stepping toward you while taking off his helmet. “— and have I done something to inflict you with such a ghastly thought?” he playfully tantalized you. But you could only whimper out a response. Jason cupped your face in his palms, he looked at your drowsy doe eyes and glossy lips, he pressed his mouth on yours tenderly. The little noise you let out made intoxicated him. Jason placed his hands on your hips and started pulling you off that damn pillow and closer to the side of the bed. He pressed sloppy open mouth kisses down to your neck, soft moans leaving his lips with each one.

He could’ve sworn he heard you say you needed to walk tomorrow in between puffy gasps, but, he wasn’t exactly sure. Jason pulls you up against his body while kissing you, his hand snaking to your back, tugging at your shirt. You pull the shirt off and Jason sits back onto the bed, only his legs touching the floor.

He guides you on-top of him while he hushes promises and dapples kisses over every part of your skin he wants ,

‘I’ll take care of you hun.’

‘You’ll neva’ need that thing again love.’

He pressed his thigh against your hole, you quickly started rocking yourself against him, ’ uh-huh, back n’ forth doll.’ His firm thigh muscle and the texture of this combat pants gave you everything that fucking pillow didn’t. Jason was barely jerking his leg up and down, but those little movements were knocking you over your edge. ‘Just like that? Yeah I know..’ Jason touched himself through his pants at the same pace as you fucked yourself on his thigh, precum eventually leaving its mark on the cloth. Every motion of your hips made your head tilt back a little further; mewling while grabbing at Jasons hair. Jason praising you throughout it, both hands following your thighs, ‘Thats it love, better then that—“ you pulled at his hair.” “ah— fuckin’ pillow huh?’ The vendetta he had against that pillow was crazy. Your grinding became more sharp, every jolt of his hips had your jaw dropping. Your hips trembled, back arching, sputtering out moans and gasps as you melted on his thighs. Jason kept rutting his hips for a few moments until you came down from your pleasure high. He took your fingertips and kissed them, then led your hand down to the wet spot on his thigh. ‘Made a pretty little mess out of yourself all f’me?”

He squeezed your face in his palms, holding your head still and watching you pant. He skimmed his bottom lip on yours, teasing you, seeing if you’ll bite. You did, hotly pressing your lips on his. Sucking on his bottom lip, biting at it. When you pulled off Jason slipped his tounge into your mouth. He barely got to huff out his sentence, being cut out by his own impulsive kisses,’Need—mmh—more doll?’

You pleaded for him, whining in his ear about how you needed him. He noted that you didn’t say you needed to walk tomorrow so. He pulled your hips up for a moment so he could unbuckle his pants and pulled down his boxers, his cock popping out of his pants. The cold steel of his belt skimmed at the back of your plush skin. He reached over to your nightstand grabbing the lube and quickly pumping his cock, even if for just a few moments the sound was obscene. He pushed two fingers into your hole, ‘Gonna make you feel so fuckin’ good..’ he panted as he lubed your core, stretching you out as much as he can with his calloused hands. Jason popped his fingers back out and guided your hips onto him, slowly pushing into you. You couldn’t even be gritty about the slow stretch of his dick, he knew every part of him felt fucking good and of course he was gonna use it. Once you were fully on, he grabbed your plush hips, choked out sobs leaving your mouth while Jason talked filth as he started grinding his cock into your wet hole. He grabbed your hair and directed your head to look at him ‘Thas’ it, let me see how good im doin baby.’

Once Jason was sure you were all stretched from the fucked out eyes you were giving him and the way he effortlessly pushed through you, he trailed your hips up and down his dick. You started moaning for him to go faster, oh who would he be to deny you? Jason started pumping his cock into you while purring how ‘he’s got you,’ and to ’let him handle it will you?’ and fuck he did. Rhythmically pounding all those spots that he had memorized while sucking hickies into your neck, he had you seeing stars. The metal of his belt chiming with every motion of you two, coldness slapping against your soft skin. Your body melting against his while he thrust into you, hips jolting as he started grabbing at your ass. Cries leaving your lips with every feverish bounce of his cock. You shuddered as your walls spasmed all over him, letting your body go limp as you spilled on his dick. He continued fucking you through orgasms until the only thing you could feel in between your thighs was his pulsating cock and the wet mixture of sweat and cum.

His grip on your waist tightened, sure to leave little crescents of his nail marks. Louder grunts and curses choked out of his mouth as he rutted into you. ‘M’ making you feel good right? Better then that pillow right?’ You took notice on how his voice was getting more whiny. He wrapped his arm around your waist as he buried his face into your neck . ‘Jason let me see you’ you whimpered out. He didn’t move, still focused on that feeling of his cock as you pulsed around him and the slick noises of your twos bodies. You took your hand and harshly pulled at his black locs so he’d look at you. He let out a pornish moan when you rocked his head backwards, eyelashes fluttering as he frantically bucked his hips up while cumming. His eyes rolling to the back of his head, grip tightening with every pulse of pleasure that rolled down his spine. He looked up at you, cursing weakly as he stared at you with tired pleasure filled eyes. Breathless gasps leaving both of your mouth as he comes down from his high, he slowly grinds his hips into you while you both fall limply into each others necks. He rubs circles into your skin, only having the energy to murmur ‘I love you’s’ while weakly pressing kisses onto you.

fuck that pillow (jason thinks about humping it)

this was fun to write it just took me way to fucking long, i had like four ideas for this shit man.

[azure-cherie]

Moon and storage of emotions

🪻Emotions are linked to moon , hence the placement of moon also plays a role on as to where you store your emotions , the various houses are

-1st House : whole body, head, mind, brain, mind, hair,skin, limbs.

- 2nd House : Face, nose, right eye, tongue, teeth, oral cavity, larynx, gullet, nails, bones .

- 3rd House : Right Ear, neck, shoulders, collar bones, clavicles, windpipe, breathing, food pipe, first part of hand, thyroid .

- 4th House : Heart, lungs, chest, diaphragm and blood.

- 5th House :upper abdomen, gallbladder, liver, pancreas,spleen and small intestine.

- 6th House: Lower abdomen, large intestine, kidney and appendix. This is termed as the house of disease.

- 7th House : urinary tract, prostate gland, uterus, ovaries, testes, emen and groins.

- 8th Houses : External genital, rectum, seminal,vessels and limb.

- 9th House : Hips, thighs and anterior system ( female)

- 10th House : Kneecap, knee joint and popliteal fossa.

- 11th House : left ear, legs and shanks.

- 12th House : left eye, feet,,crippled limbs .

🪻If you're suffering from a disease and have no answers to why the pain or infection is persistent keep a check on repressed emotions or bad placements of your moon .

🪻For example a 6th moon in the houses of diseases needs to take remedies if the sign isn't a good or a moderate sign .

🪻Imao i have moon-saturn in 1H all of my emotions are on my face .

🪻for a deeper dive on ailments look for the moon , 6th house and the D30 chart .

Thank you for reading 🩷

[dailyhomestarfacts]

Fact 23:

Frank Benedetto is likely to be a vintage model of a Presto 04820 PopLite popcorn maker

[kinardsevan]

Bucktommy accidental phone call (pocket dial, butt dial) during sex...who is on the call? That's up to you 😆

Evan is struggling to hold himself together, the way Tommy’s mouth is on him. Something about the way his boyfriend’s lips are on his skin always feels like he’s setting little fires and Evan is dry oakwood, igniting with every drops of Tommy’s mouth on him. 

“Keep your hands to yourself,” Tommy reminds him as his mouth dips below Evan’s navel. “Or we’ll start all over.” 

Evan groans, and it’s all he can do to keep his hips on the bed, fists clenched around the sheets. Tommy’s fingers slide expertly inside his pants, tug them down off his waist and over his legs, and then they’re gone somewhere across the bedroom, hitting the floor with a thunk. Warm hands slide up his thighs, pushing them out as a tongue finds the inside of his left leg, just above his popliteal fossa, making slow swirls up. Evan stutters and stammers, choked noises coming out of his throat as he lies there, doing his best to follow the rules. 

(Also I went so explicit on this that it will not be tumblr appropriate soooo here :) )

(secondly, I may have taken this in a bit of a different direction, but it's hot. I promise 😂)

[er-cryptid]

Note Cards (February 2024)

2nd Law and Acceleration

3' Untranslated Region

3rd Cuneiform Facet Shape

4th Rib and Age

18-Aldocorticosterone

30S Initiation Factors

Actions of Adductor Magnus

Age and Cranial Sutures

Ancylostoma duodenale Pathogenesis

Anthropological Linguistics

Brachialis OIA

Breeding Isolates

Causes of Negative Nitrogen Balance

Chemokines

Components of Hill Plots

Derivatives of Oxaloacetate

Echinococcosis

Endocrinology

Femoral Popliteal Surface

Fibularis Brevis

Flexor Digiti Minimi Brevis OIA

H. erectus at Ceprano Site

IgE

Ilex verticillata Names

Intermediate Filament

LCL vs MCL

Malate Dehydrogenase 1

Nail Matrix

Neanderthal Metabolism

Obturator Nerve Muscles

Parts of Epiphyses

Peptide Bond Structure

Primary vs Secondary Metabolites

sanguino-

Selective Pressures

Siding Metacarpal 3

Skull of Arago 21

Steps of Whole-Genome Shotgun Sequencing

Strongyloides stercoralis

Structure of α-Helix

T. Dale Stewart

T. trichiuria Appearance

Talus - Plantar View

Taphonomy

Teres Minor

Transcriptional Fusion

Trichuris trichiuria Pathogenesis

Vena Cava Inferior

venulo-

Zygomatic - Lateral View

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[heardatmedschool]

“I got sunburned in my popliteal fossa!”

Med student while at summer camp

[mchib]

i get incredibly violent thoughts about big madam and then i get a popliteal pulse and pass out

[neuromedical]

It's been two years since I started working! Woo!

I almost typed "since I graduated", but that was in June so we're a bit past that. Anyway, two years as a doctor, my confidence went up and yet, somehow, I still feel like the stupidest creature on this planet. It does feel great to do anaesthesia, to solve problems, I'm slowly liking the intensive care part of my job more and more, because that's like detective work. I feel confident in some things and less so in others, but it's still not... "it". And at this point I don't think it ever will be it. I can't imagine having confidence in dealing with our type of patients.

I started reading medical literature again. It only took me two years to get from the post-studying slump, hah. Now it doesn't feel like studying, it feels more like preparing. I usually read about things I already know, but very surface-level and reading helps me understand things better. I would love to start painting more, but that's very wishful thinking.

And today I did a very nice popliteal sciatic block (almost) on my own so I feel good. The end.

(Here's the post I made after one year.)