#and i cannot figure out how to connect my airpods to it

[electricea]

also god i'm having one hell of a time with this this customer service - i ordered this thing and wanted to see if it was compatible with my airpods and messaged the company on facebook - in between continually telling me about their dumb promotions and giveaways and asking me if i need another one (i literally just want to know if can use my airpods with it) they just sent me two fucking rose emojis 🌹🌹 out of nowhere, like what the actual fuck lmao.

[m4trrrix]

sometime early last year i created an alien original character to cartoonize how i view the world. venty rambling mad man style under the cut

with autism, my experience feels almost subhuman. as though i wasn't given the handbook to how to human properly. i've always connected with characters that didn't really understand humanity that well. werewolves, vampires, angels, aliens, etc.

with how much i enjoy the stereotypical little green/gray alien you'd think i'd be much into space. when i was younger my school would take us on a field trip to a planetarium nearly ever year. maybe it was because other students didnt seem to grasp the concepts that well i don't know. but i would learn pretty fast. so i grew bored of repetition and eventually grew to find astronomy boring.

that unfortunately happens to me a lot. i find myself interested in so many things but when i seek them out in an educational setting, i grow bored and frustrated. i dont understand human ways of educating. i can't stand it.

thats not the topic of this blurb though. i had gotten better at my charade. people didn't find me weird or disturbing anymore. i still think back sometimes to irl friends saying they're terrified of me. and i can tell now that i am too much for some of my colleagues to handle.

i go through trial and error for how i must act. and it is almost.. tiring.

so i guess i draw this guy to cope. he's come back in my mind in the past few weeks because i recently dyed my hair green. a friend mentioned that when she sees the color she thinks of me. and all of my green stuff. my airpod case is an alien. i bought a green phone case to match (though i havent used it yet because this one isnt completely broken yet. but its close) i have 2 inflatable green aliens of various sizes. its become my brand to be seen as this.. unearthly thing. i guess i cannot complain when i see myself as just an imposter in human skin.

this character doesn't technically have a name. i imagine his species doesn't have them. or maybe its just in a language we do not understand. but i called him joshua when he's disguised. i wanted just some plain name. though i think i want to change it to neo. i think he would like the matrix a lot. understanding feeling different. i think he would like neo a lot.

names have always been a weird thing to me. a word we rely on and relate to deeply. i relate to mine, in some ways. at one point it served me quite a lot of joy. but in the past year or two i've gone through so many extra names that also felt, at the time, relatable. they're just titles i don't care for now. the one i use now is just one i've decided to keep out of some reason i can't quite place. i like neo as well i think. a lot of people who don't know me well call me neo because they don't care enough to look deeper into me. i believe it fits the tiring human persona i put on for people

i honestly dont know what im talking about at this point. i was finishing another piece that ended up ugly and at some point i just took the markers and just went ham. my brain started monologuing and i was like fuck, if i dont get this out of my brain i will surely die. it wont stop talking if i dont get it out somewhere. so i quickly drew the doodles up top and called it a day.

point is, green green green...,.,, i couldve been such a scientist if i was human! i'm hugely into anatomy and biology but i grew up in the south so my educational system was, and is, fucked! i cannot enjoy biology anymore because my teacher in high school was mega christian and did not enjoy teaching half of the subjects!!!! i cant stand anatomy because my CLASSMATES WRRE ALL MORONS THEY JUST DIDNT WANT TO TAKE PHYSICS I WANTED TO BE THERE I WANTED TO DISSECT THE FUCKING HEART . but i was paired with girls who were too scared.

when my tablet is charged enough i'll draw the alien in a much better setting. and color him. and draw his girlfriend he has a girlfriend. i need to figure out why i keep giving me characters women partners when im mostly attracted to masculine figures but thats a discussion for a different day

enjoy my descent into madness ill return tomorrow

[un-deux-zero-quatre]

“come be my teacher”

→ pairing: kim seokjin x (f) reader → genre: fluff, crack, if you squint it’s slow-burn → part i: 2,208 words → author note: inspired by a cute TA and my miserable effort in a korean language course while studying abroad. unlike y/n’s bold self. i never actually made efforts to get to know boys on campus, but then again i was never blessed to attend school with worldwide handsome jin. this is my first fic so hopefully you enjoy it, let me know what you think :)

(gif found on sbs website)

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You dabbed at the sweat droplets that formed on your forehead as the elevator to the sixth floor dinged to signal its arrival (fucking finally, you thought to yourself). You stepped out alongside a few other students heading towards room 605 for intro to Korean. A student sitting on the floor with his back against the windowed wall caught your peripheral. You glanced in the most casual manner you could pull off, but he was too busy looking down at his phone and you were forced to keep walking in the throng of students in the busy hallway. He looked cute, but honestly, half the campus was attractive boys that never gave you the light of day. Plus, having hiked half a mountain and power walked a large portion of your campus, the only thing on your mind was finding a seat to sink into, getting your heavy backpack off your sore shoulder, and downing the ice cold water in your HydroFlask. Not another cute boy who would ignore you. You made a beeline for a desk near the middle of the room, next to the giant windows. After not so carefully dumping your backpack on the desk table, you reached over to pull the window open, wondering why the hell you thought that wearing a long sleeve hoodie over black leggings during spring in Seoul seemed liked a good idea when you got dressed this morning. “I think my last brain cell stopped functioning the minute it started getting warmer,” you say to your deskman and friend, who is immersed in her music but gives you a sympathetic smile. Being that it was just the first week back to school, the classroom was still half empty. Most students would likely pile in gradually after managing to find the correct classroom… Yonsei was not exactly a small campus. Even local students found it difficult at times to navigate the famous campus.

You took this as an opportunity to lazily get going on the notes projected on the board. It was mostly stuff you’d get on the syllabus anyway, but you figured it wouldn’t hurt to have a digital copy; you did have a knack for misplacing important documents when you needed them the most and you did not want to have to suffer anymore than you anticipated from a course titled ‘Survival Korean.’ Despite having lived in the capital city for a couple months, your Korean had barely progressed from being able to order coffee and read instagram captions. Err, 70% of some instagram captions. So here you were at 8:45 am on this warm and cloudy day, sitting next to your practically fluent friend, mentally playing off your anxiety about being forced to brokenly speak in front of people who probably were only taking the class for an easy A. Before you knew it the professor was calling for attention to commence the class. You barely listened but maintained eye contact and nodding confidently to assert dominance. At least thats what you thought your half-assed efforts were doing for you. “Throughout the following weeks you’ll be working closely with a group of hand selected TA’s who will help you on your weekly tasks. They have worked hard to prepare engaging activities for all of you so please look forward to their lessons.” He signaled at a few older students scattered across the wall opposite to your seat, who flashed friendly smiles or lifted their hands up to identify themselves. You scanned and your eyes fell on one boy with wispy bangs and a soft pout on his lips.

Your one brain cell, as lame as it was at times, immediately recognized him as the boy who was sitting outside the classroom before class started. Getting a better chance at seeing his features you realized he was lowkey more handsome than other boys you’d seen on campus. Everyone knew Yonsei was notorious for attractive and bougie students but you did not expect to have a TA that looked like an Oscar nominated actor. You wondered if he was as kind as his eyes presented, or if he was a case of reverse-bitch face. You were brought back to consciousness when he turned and your eyes connected. You remained expressionless when his plump lips curved upward slightly. You felt your chest clench of embarrassment and quickly shifted your eyes at other students, focusing on each one for a few seconds to play off the fact that you were obviously drooling for this stranger. Why did you feel yourself burning up? It’s not like you have never seen a pretty boy. You weren’t the type to get so worked up over that. You cringed at yourself for feeling so affected that you didn’t even notice the professor had finished talking and students were shuffling to put their stuff away.

You felt your friend poke your arm, “Dude, let’s go.” You looked up at her and slammed your MacBook shut. “Oh— yeah sure! Do you have class right now?” She looked at her phone and groaned, “Ugh, I still have a whole hour before it starts. Let’s go chill somewhere.” Swinging your backpack over your shoulder you followed her out the classroom’s back exit, lowering your gaze to fiddle with your AirPod case just in case another opportunity for you to make an ass of yourself presented itself. You snapped the case open, swinging your hair around to plop the earphone in, missing handsome boy who was standing by the podium by the front door, watching you with curiosity, a tiny smile once again on his lips.

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“I seriously cannot believe we never realized they sell kaya toast here! Why do we always play ourselves?!” your friend sighed as you trudged up the massive concrete steps to Daewoo Annex Hall. “Maybe it’s because we always insist on going off campus to our fave cafe, we just can’t help being so loyal.” The main floor was buzzing with the loud chatter of students mingling in between classes, many of them ordering or waiting for their ritualistic iced Americanos to be served. You joined the short line to order, glancing at the menu above the case of baked goods. Your mind foggily drifted back to handsome boy from earlier. You wondered if he found you weird for staring so intently. By no means did you have a resting bitch face, but your natural expression doesn’t exactly scream approachability. 

Though it had only been a few seconds of staring, you recall how sparkly his eyes had been. His wispy hair framed them perfectly, and alongside his dark eyelashes it was no surprise you were so immediately entranced… You caught yourself; who can even manage to look that attractive so early in the day?! Since when did good looks even mean that much to you? He was probably an asshole anyway, using the TA position only to exert power over undergrads who couldn’t afford do much but beg for mercy during office hours and rant online about shitty policies.

You felt your nose scrunching up into a frown when a loud laugh brought you back to the present moment. Looking down from the menu to the register you noticed a wavy haired, uniform clad barista throwing his head back at what seemed to be the funniest joke in the world. He flashed a boxy smile at whoever was leaned over the bar waiting for their coffee all while his hands expertly handled the register, tucking away won bills and passing a receipt to the customer who just finished ordering. 

“Wow, I guess all the cute boys decided to torture us today,” your friend whispered, raising her eyebrow at you. You couldn’t even try to argue with her, this boy definitely contributed to evidence that only attractive students attended Yonsei… kind of like how handsome boy did as well… As if the universe had heard your mind ruminating, and decided it was time to intervene, the person leaned over the counter turned to look in your direction, and you had to bite your tongue to not gasp when those sparkly brown eyes connected with yours.

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You know those cheesy rom-coms where the protagonist finally meets her true love (or whatever) for the first time and the world magically melts away so that it’s only the two of them? Or how in Bollywood movies when the heroine locks eyes with the bad boy love interest and boom, cue sensual but still cute song with perfectly timed choreography? You loved that shit but never for one second believed it applied to the real world.

So why, God why, did you feel like time had stopped the second his eyes met yours and nothing else, especially not your midday politics class, mattered? “Hey! You’re one our teachers for survival Korean, right?” Your friend’s voice cut through your bizarre cinematic moment. She had stepped forward to order while she greeted none other than mister handsome boy. Although it had felt like an eternity, only a few seconds had transpired so the odds of you looking like a blithering idiot to others was very slim. “Yeah, you have a good eye, there’s about 10 of us there,” he smiled at your friend. “Are you both in the class? My name’s Seokjin, I’ll be teaching the lesson in a couple weeks.” You friend shot a quick smile at him and turned to the barista to order. You glanced quickly at her, the barista whose name tag read Taehyung, and then back at handsome b— err, Jin.

Since both your friend and Taehyung were busy in a transaction, you had no choice but to keep the conversation alive. “Uhh yeah, we are… my name is ____,” your eyes finally settled on his. He straightened up from the coffee bar, starching his arms up and brushing the back of his head.

Fuck, he was tall.

“Are you gonna order coffee, too? Speaking of, where’s mine? Ya! Tae!” He motioned over at the register and you remembered the sole reason for you climbing a steep hill 10 minutes away from your next classroom. You mumbled a soft oh, thanks and faced back to the register to order. It looks like Taehyung had abandoned his spot to make Jin’s drink, so a kind-eyed but sleepy girl took your order instead.

Stuffing your loose change back in your cardholder you made your way over to the main lobby where your friend stood with Jin and two other boys. “Ugh, I think I’ve had enough of feeling awkward for today,” you thought as you slowed down your steps. Always a queen with perfect timing, as you arrived you heard Tae scream out Jin’s name and order and Jin waved goodbye. “See you next week! Don’t forget to pick up a good notebook!” 

“What,” you deadpanned as your friend turned on her heel to stare at you with an expression you only saw when stumbling across an aesthetic new cafe.“What are the odds of us getting such a hot TA for the easiest class ever?! And he’s not a complete jerk, wow.” HA, your lips pursed out as your inner monologue from an hour ago quickly flashed in your find. “I mean, maybe now he’s nice before he actually gets to teach us, what if he completely switches up? Also excuse me, but easiest class ever if you already speak Korean only! I’m not ready to take L’s in front of everyone,” your hands ran through your hair as you plopped down on a couch. “It’ll be fine, maybe Jin can be your motivation.” If the eyes emoji were based on anything, no doubt it was your friends iconic expression. As you opened your mouth to protest she dove away back to the coffee bar for your drinks.

Blowing air out gently from your pursed lips you dwelled on what’s to come. Okay… maybe if you kept an open mind the class (and this very specific TA) wouldn’t be so awful. You did choose to come abroad to a country where didn’t speak the language in hopes of eventually becoming fluent, after all. What good would negativity do? And anyway, it’s not like Jin would be teaching the entire course, so he probably wouldn’t even be able to clock how awkward he made you act (not that you understood either, its not the first time you see a cute boy.) As your friend came back holding two iced caramel macchiatos you resolved to just be as gentle on yourself as possible this semester. You had faced high stress and lost enough sleep last semester over things that were not worth it in the long run, and the thought of handling things the same way again felt draining. Even if it meant looking like a dumbass in front of the class asking wtf anything meant after reading a wall of text, you were going to put in effort in doing well to avoid issues later on and nothing was going to distract you. Not even soft, perfectly messy hair or pretty brown eyes or pillowy lips that curled around words so perfectly you had to restrain yourself from daydreaming.

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[annychristine831]

How to Use ‘Find My’ App to Locate Your iPhone

Our smartphones play a huge role in our lives. All our tasks related to school, office, games, etc. becomes easy with this smart device. If stolen or lost, our lives come to a standstill, and it means a loss of money and essential files and data one had on their smartphone. It is no wonder why people start panicking when their smartphone is not in their sight. Fortunately, the iPhone users have it a little easy with the Find My app on their phone. Not just the iPhone, you can also find your iPad, iPod, and MacBook with this app.

If you are having a lousy day finding your phone, then the following guide will help you use the Find My app locate it:

Open Find My App

Recently, Apple combined the ‘Find My iPhone’ and ‘Find My Friends’ apps from the previous Apple devices, and the amalgamation came out as ‘Find My’ app. With this app, you can find any of your lost Apple devices. It shows you the directions for reaching your device, and in the meantime, it secures the device with lock.

As soon as you figure out that you’ve lost your phone, sign in to the Find My app using any other device. But there are two ways to do it, i.e., either sign in from another Apple device or use iCloud’s website from any device. If you’re using any of your Apple devices, then you can easily spot the Find My app as a stock app in your iOS, iPadOS, or macOS. Use the Spotlight search function in case you can’t find it. On the app, go to the Devices tab to see the list of all the Apple devices linked to your Apple ID.

If you’re using the iCloud website from any smartphone or desktop, then sign in to your Apple ID. After signing in, click on the Find iPhone button to see the list of all your connected Apple devices to this ID. The web version of the Find My app offers similar features so you can locate your lost or stolen device quickly.

Find the Device’s Location

After signing in to your Apple ID account, you should see a map showing the location of all your devices. Any Apple device (iPhone, iPad, iPod touch, Mac, or AirPods) connected to your Apple ID will appear on the screen with its unique pin on the map. This feature requires Wi-Fi and Bluetooth connection to find the exact location of all your devices. But, remember that the location is accurate within a few hundred feet only.

In case the Find My app shows your iPhone as offline, then you’ll only be able to check the last known location before going offline. Offline devices appear with a black screen in the Find My app. The black screen can also indicate that your device ran out of battery or someone turned it off.

Also, the app can work only if the Find My iPhone, iPad, or iPod toggle is turned on in the settings of your missing device. Although Apple enables this option by default, you might have turned it off by signing out of your Apple ID. If the toggle is off, you cannot find your device.

Enable Notification

Don’t lose hope because if your lost iPhone is offline, you can ask the Find My app to notify you when it turns back to online mode. You might get lucky when someone turns on the device or connects it to the Wi-Fi or Bluetooth.

To turn on the notifications, use these steps:

Click your lost offline device from the Find My app.

Scroll down to find more options, and click on Notifications.

Enable the ‘Notify When Found’ option.

Now, you’ll get a notification via Find My app and email about your lost or stolen device’s location. ‘

Get Directions

When your lost iPhone comes online, use the Find My app to get directions to its location. To do so, select your lost device from the Find My and click on Directions. The app will direct you to the Apple Maps showing a route to your lost device. It is unsafe to locate your stolen iPhone by yourself. Instead, use the following instructions to enable Lost Mode and inform the police.

Play a Notifying Sound

The Find My app offers a vague location for your lost devices, but you can use it to play a loud sound, making it easier to find when you’re nearby. To do so, select your device in the Find My app and click on Play Sound. Soon, you’ll hear a sound gradually getting louder, until you find your device and turn it off.

Enable Lost Mode

Use the Lost Mode to suspend Apple Pay and lock your device. You can also create a passcode and use the feature to display a message on the screen asking whoever finds it – this device belongs to you. To enable Lost Mode, select your device on the Find My app and swipe up to see more information. Under the Lost Mode section, click on Activate. Then follow the instructions appearing on your screen to create a passcode and write a message for people to see when they find your iPhone.

These methods will get you closer to your phone and will keep it safe until you find it. Note that using the Find My app, you can erase all the data from your lost iPhone, iPad, or iPod touch. Use it only if you don’t want to look for your device anymore.

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