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Three Magic Genie Wishes: Building My Dream, Housing Stability, and Cherished Family Connections
You have three magic genie wishes, what are you asking for? Imagine being handed three magical wishes—an opportunity to transform dreams into reality. For me, those wishes would capture the core of my ambitions and deepest values. These aren’t merely wishes for material success but for a fulfilling life that reflects who I am and what I hold dear. Here’s what I would wish for if I had three…
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#1#2#3#business success#career restart#creative business#dailyprompt#dailyprompt-2105#entrepreneurship#family bonds#family connections#financial independence#housing stability#legacy building#life goals#midlife entrepreneurship#passive income#personal fulfillment#Purefilly Enterprises#real estate investment#Self-Improvement
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comic from a 2 month old conversation about Duntrent's first kiss being a shotgun to share a hit
Bonus Duncan when he gets home:
#yes theyre stupid#Trent is ranting and close to an anxiety attack because hes trying to restart a music career solo and he has conflicting feelings about#re-entering the world of fame#and duncan is. zoinked. exploding him with his mind.#impulse solution#anyways duntrent smoke weed on the boarded off road behind Duncans apartment cuz its a nice outlook#btw Duncan locked his fucking apartment after this so trent has to call an uber home#normal behavior#total drama#jester draws#duncan td#duntrent#duncan total drama#fanart#td duncan#td trent#trent td#trent total drama#truncan#comic#total drama trent#total drama duncan#tdi#tda
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like its actually so joever
#had to skip diffeq yesterday for my stupid digital logic design lab#which i didnt finish because the instructions straight up lied to me so i had to restart#and obviously i couldnt get it working in time since the pre lab was just Do the lab outside of lab#because you werent going to have wnough time to do the lab in the lab#and i cant go to the friday section because its packed and im actually going to get kicked out#bc they dont have enough boards for wverybody#so i have to go to my tas office hours which are in the middle of my diffeq class#and we have a quiz every thursday which is when my tas office hours are#and like they hand the quiz out at the end of class which is like 40 mins after my tas office hours end#but the issue is for complicated reasons it takes me like about an hour minimum each way to get to my lab#and thursday is obviously tomorrow so i have to finish redoing my prototype by tonight#but i have work from 4-8 and i skipped yesterdays ode#so i have no idea what the thursday quiz is going to be on#and obviously i havent studied at all and i need to do that because this professor sucks#and actually hates giving partial credit like straight up he gave me a 50% on a question i got right#because i forgot my plus c and didnt check my work#and also to make my tas office hours i have to skip my physics class in its entirety#which is really bad because theyre going to be covering the stuff thats on our quiz#which conevniently happens to be on the day of the career fair#and which i need to do really well on because i got a 70 on the last one#but considering the class mean and median was a 50 i guess im not doing all that bad#but this professor will kill himsef before he curves#and i havent even looked at my programming assignment thats due on sunday#so basically everything is horrible and its week four lol
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I think one of the main things that made me wonder if I unintentionally turned on Hard Mode for this life
is the fact that the broadcaster I applied to and wanted to be in
is the only employer I’ve met that has asked ‘are you trans’ right on the application form
first time I applied two years ago I said yes (being too trusting of their diversity and non-discrimination policy)
since then I’ve put No on all my applications
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Vasja Bajc ( former coach ) emailing me, asking me to restart jumping basically, was not on my 2023 bingo card
#ski jumping#like wha-#its a nice email and he kinda apologized too#because he knows its his fault too how my career ended#but#uhm#i dont think after 2 years i could restart#after all i went through#hhhhh#vasja why now#i needed this 2 years ago
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#I am officially 24 hours out from my orals exam/finding out whether or not they’re going to kick me out of this PhD program#on the upside#just found out I got this very prestigious grant funded by the French government to do research there in the fall#on the downside#I am fully terrified#like ‘accidentally put body wash in my hair and conditioner on my body. tried to put on my dress with with pj shorts still on this morning’#levels of brain dysfunction#I spent a good portion of my last mock with the prof who is doing half of my comparative empires field#this morning wondering if he was being nice/pleasant to me to lull me into a false sense of security before he fails me#and my Econ thought and theory field advisor literally kicked someone out of the program last year over orals#these 150 books and I are on bad terms right now#talking to people for 2 hours straight is my hell and at this point I’m just praying to scrape by#because otherwise they’ll give me an MA and send me on merry way#and I don’t want a second master’s degree or to be restarting my life and career again at 24#not the stones#me stuff
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JUST ANOTHER NITE...
#fred goal n marcus goal we ip#second game of the season PHEWWW its sexy#1-0 brentford (they almost killed licha)#and now this.#anyways i restarted my career mode so i can be happy. and actually improve#gen.txt#fifa 23 on switch is so hard n for what. i miss my ps4
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HARD LOVE (feat. Andra Day)
@unyieldingvalxr (Since this is ALSO a BIG Mena (and Missy too) song)
#Muse: Gavin Troy#This is a HUGE song for crossover verse#where he has to leave England and walk away from his career his life EVERYTHING#because people want to kill him#and he has to restart in America from the ground up in his THIRTIES#and ends up building an even better life for himself#also a great song for his journey to faith#needtobreathe#Andra Day
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baseballer baby!
#alice liveblogs#this is jsut adepiction/flashback#but htere sure are a lot of 'sports' manhua where it's restart/going back in time#as opposed to someone just rising up without a cheat skill or so#(tho he already i guess succeeded without a cheat skill)#and is going back in time b/c of a divorce not b/c he died at the peak of his career or so lol
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i cannot emphasise enough how much you need to create something. anything. it doesn't matter if you suck. you don't need to monetise it, or make it your career. you can restart an old hobby; you can start from scratch. it doesn't matter. you just need to hold something and be able to say "i did that". baking, drawing, painting, writing, coding, crafts, whatever. make something ! you cannot have all your hobbies be a form of consumption. it's fun, it's great in its own right. but the single best action to make yourself feel better, to calm your mind, to gain self esteem, is to Create
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Failure meant a stripping away of the inessential. I stopped pretending to myself that I was anything other than what I was, and began to direct all my energy into finishing the only work that mattered to me. Had I really succeeded at anything else, I might never have found the determination to succeed in the one arena I believed I truly belonged. I was set free, because my greatest fear had been realized...And so rock bottom became the solid foundation on which I rebuilt my life.
JK Rowling, "The Fringe Benefits of Failure and the Importance of Imagination", June 5, 2008
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I think it's a comfort hoodie, and music in the dark kinda night
#today has been weird and im dreading work tomorrow#generally dreading life rn really#while ive accepted what my life as become and where its going i can't help but wonder what would have happened if i never made thay decision#I know im kinda stuck where ive chosen even though im not happy#but i cant just restart now id be fucked#I cant throw my life anf career away because Im unhappy im just going to have to deal with it#I just wonder if i went back and told 15 year old me this would happen what would have I done#Its stupid to even be upset over really#Ive made my bed so now I have to lie in it and vibe where I can
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not to be a stereotypical tranny but im literally a man trapped in a female body and i actually cant stand it
#every day i fight over starting hrt or not bc it would ruin my career dreams and my life expectancy would be more than halved#and my family would hate me and i would have to move away with no financial support and find a new job and pay for everything#literally restart my life. but testosterone make brain and body go brrrrr#why can't testosterone not affect your voice like estrogen im gonna kill myself in minecraft#a.txt
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I so badly want more stories about Yoo Joonghyuk trying to adapt to life after scenarios. Trying to get a drivers license. Trying to restart his career as a pro gamer. Attending parents' day at Yoo Mia's school. Han Sooyoung having to hold him back from breaking the self checkout machine at the grocery store when it tells him there's an unexpected item in the bagging area for the third time. Trying out new hobbies. Learning to put down his sword. Eating fried chicken and pizza with the rest of the company. Re-learning what it means for him to have only one life to live to the fullest.
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better late than never
in which uni student fem!reader finally shares exactly what she's been worried about with spencer
18+ for pregnancy scare warnings/tags: pregnancy scare, reader doesn't want to be pregnant, age gap (unspecified) a/n: listennn lots of you guys asked for more spence x uni reader... but u didn't specify WHAT u wanted... so now we're fantasizing about pregnancy scares because we're all what?? say it with me!! MENTALLY ILL!!!!
For the fifth time, you have to restart the paragraph you were reading. For the fifth time, it doesn’t make any sense—words strung together like clashing beads on a dancing string, blurred together by the tears you’ve been fighting all day. Anthropology is by far the easiest of the six classes you’re taking this quarter, but suddenly completing this routine assignment feels like scaling a mountain. It is, of course, nothing in comparison to the catalytic source of your immense stress. The thing you’ve been trying to ignore for nearly a week, and as a result, have become more and more obsessive about.
A flare of rage overwhelms you and you slam your laptop shut. Then as quickly as it appeared, it dissipates, cooling to desolation as you bury your face in your hands with a sob. You hear paper shuffling from the desk where Spencer has been silently working and you try to reign in your emotions, but it’s too late.
“Hey,” he says gently as he approaches, slowing to a stop in front of your spot on the couch. “What’s going on with you?”
You sniff, quickly brushing the tears away with trembling hands. But your voice is thick and strained when you fruitlessly attempt to lie.
“Nothing.”
When you refuse to look up at him, he kneels down in front of you.
“Really? This doesn’t have anything to do with why you’ve been so quiet these past few days?”
Of course, he noticed. You were a fool for thinking he wouldn’t. Finally you break, looking to him for subconscious comfort. And he’s looking up at you so earnestly, with so much genuine concern in those puppy dog eyes, that the waterworks threaten to start up all over again. Your lip quivers.
“I can’t tell you,” you squeak.
“That’s a really scary thing for me to hear. Do you understand why?” His voice is calm, carefully grabbing your hand and bringing to his heart. “Because I need to know if something happened to you.”
You shake your head tearfully, looking down at where you’re weakly grasping the front of his shirt.
“‘s not like that,” comes your reedy whisper. “Nobody hurt me or anything, I just—I don’t want you to get mad at me.”
“I won’t get mad, I won’t,” he promises desperately, “right now I just want to know what I can do to make this better. I hate seeing you like this.”
A shuddering sigh forces its way out of your lungs. You suppose this is the kind of thing you probably should tell your boyfriend about, as petrifying as it may be.
“I don’t know, I… I’ve just been freaking the fuck out because I’m worried I’m pregnant, and this would be the worst possible timing—like I know I want kids one day but I’m still in college and you’re like a real adult with an adult career and I don’t want to fuck that up for you and I know that even if I am pregnant I have choices but that’s still so scary and… and I don’t know.”
You’re expecting a long pause, punctuated by some berating and bemoaning, but it never comes. Spencer doesn’t miss a beat.
“Honey, this is exactly the kind of thing you tell me about,” he says, voicing your earlier thoughts. And he doesn’t even sound furious. You glance up, watching his visage swim beyond your teary eyes. “I am not mad. That wouldn’t make any sense. Do you know who’s fault it would be if you accidentally got pregnant?”
“Well—"
“Mine. So if this ever happens again, please don’t keep it to yourself for so long. I won’t be mad at you for something like this, ever.”
“But… you’re not worried?”
He shakes his head slowly, looking utterly unperturbed.
“I wouldn’t be worried either way. But no, I’m not concerned that you’re pregnant. We’re really safe. The chances of you being pregnant are essentially negligible.”
“But I’m two weeks late.”
“That can happen when you’re taking six upper level classes,” he agrees, swiping your cheek with a thumb. “You’re under a lot of stress. I’m completely unsurprised that your body is reacting to it.”
A weight like a ton of bricks is lifted from your shoulders, but doubt still lingers.
Spencer sees the hesitation in your eyes.
“Would it make you feel better to take a test? Just in case?”
You nod gingerly, wrapping your hand around his wrist. He takes it in both of his, kissing the back before dropping them to your lap.
“Okay. I’ll go get a couple. But I’m confident that you have nothing to worry about, and I’m usually right about these things.”
You take another deep breath, the last of the anxiety floating away with it. He’s usually right about everything.
“Spence?”
“Yeah,” he murmurs, brushing your palm with his thumb and looking at you with so much love in his eyes.
“Do you maybe feel like doing my homework for me?”
He smiles.
“Nice try. Get it done and we can go out for dinner, okay?”
“Always worth a shot,” you shrug.
He laughs, shaking his head as he stands.
“And the answer will always be no.”
#criminal minds#spencer reid#spencer reid fanfic#spencer reid fic#spencer reid imagine#spencer reid x fem!reader#spencer reid x reader#spencer reid x self insert#spencer reid x y/n#spencer reid x you
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Why am I literally always two years behind being able to afford the rental market and why can't I fuckjng catch up
Anyway question why can I make an average of over 4k a month and still can't find a fucking place to live on my own. In what world does that make fucking sense
#i could find something affordable in providence! but then id either have to completely restart my career!#or get a car and drive a fucking hour every day to downtown Boston!#genuinely someone put me out of my misery
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