#college story

[joslincox]

22 years ago today, a rebellious, angsty white blood cell, Osmosis Jones, and a by-the-books, nerdy cold tablet, Drix Koldreliff, both of which were already bound for college, battled off a scarlet fever bacterium inside the body of a 14-year-old boy. Everyone at East Side Middle School fell in love with them and created newspapers about them, put them on the news, and wrote blogs about them, and soon, the duo became the talk of New York City for the rest of the year

[spoonful116]

We had to read sections of the Kama Sutra in a college class and discuss it. I raise my hand and ask why everyone says it's a sexual book because it was just talking about government and doing yoga in groups.

The translation had "engaged in congress" to mean "having sex"

[my-cursed-brain]

Guys one of my professors gives out star stickers for really good answers

[icaruslivingcorpse]

it is the second last day of my 1st year in college and a crow woke me up at 5am cawing at my window the little shit fucked off imedietly to....the crows here (their only five and they are never around expect for me lmao! I've asked around to make sure to) have been literally attached to the hip on my side of my dorm

Like I almost feel bad I feel like they know I gonna leave soon lmao! anyway fucking tried but thought this was to funny not to share! :3

[lunaxmar]

Valentine's Academia

Third person

1,182 words long

♡Light hints of romance♡

A/N: This is a fictional story about a girl's first morning of college with her new roommate. I like it, and I hope you like it as well!

Valentine stared at the map of her new campus, studying every single name and location. She wanted her first day at her new school to be perfect. She needed it to be perfect. She traced her finger over the black and white page, memorizing the paths to and from each of her classes. As she studied her map of campus, Valentine wondered what her teachers would be like and what each of them would sound like.

Valentine’s thoughts were interrupted by the sound of her room door hitting the wall. Valentine took in a sharp breath as she turned her head, staring at the source of the sound. Valentine's brows furrowed as she saw her roommate entering the room. In her hands were a plastic cup full of iced coffee, a beige scone, and her car keys with tiny pink dice attached. 

“Hey, Val! Good morning!”, Dolores exclaimed as she stepped into their room. 

Valentine didn’t respond. She simply stared at Dolores as she set her things down on their desk and closed their door. Valentine’s eyes drifted over Dolores. She stared at her long, wavy black hair, then her uniform, and then her shoes. Although Valentine and Dolores were both wearing the same black and pink uniform worn by all students in Marley College, Dolores’s skirt seemed to be much shorter. Dolores must’ve rolled her skirt up, Valentine thought. Dolores wore black kitten heels paired with long black socks that gently squeezed her plump thighs. Valentine frowned and shook her head as she analyzed Dolores.

“Dolores…Are you sure that you’re allowed to dress like that?”, Valentine asked softly.

Dolores turned to look at Valentine, her lips wrapped around the straw of her iced coffee. Dolores set her drink down on their desk as she spoke to Valentine.

“I don’t see what the problem is. I’m wearing the same blazer and skirt as all the other girls. Plus, we get to pick our shoes and socks! It’s not gonna be a problem. You sure worry a lot, Valentine.”, she spoke as she began rummaging through her drawers.

“Ah! There it is!”, Dolores exclaimed happily as she pulled a shiny red purse out of one of her drawers.

Valentine looked away from Dolores and saw the time on her alarm clock. It was 7:55 AM. It was time for her to leave her residence hall and walk to her first class of the day. As Valentine placed her map inside of her grey bookbag and put on her brown dress shoes, she began to think of Dolores’s words. Valentine pondered the possibility that Dolores was right. She wondered how much happier she might’ve been if she had been carefree and laid-back rather than tight and rigid. Although she wouldn’t admit it to her, Valentine wondered if Dolores was smarter and more observant than she seemed.

Once she had put on her plain shoes and backpack, Valentine stepped in front of the mirror. Valentine frowned slightly as she looked into her own blue-green eyes. Valentine’s eyes drifted to her light brown curls that surrounded her face and neck. She stared at her black blazer, plaid pink and black tie, and plaid pink and black pencil skirt. She then stared at her matte black tights and plain brown shoes. Valentine appreciated how polished and pristine her clothing appeared, yet she somehow didn’t feel satisfied by it.

Valentine turned her heels and walked past the mirror. As she walked towards the door, she heard Dolores’s voice behind her.

“Hey, wait for me!”, Dolores whined softly.

Valentine turned and stared at her. Her eyes widened slightly. 

“Why?”, Valentine squeaked out quietly.

Dolores stood from her bed, carrying her purse and iced coffee as she walked towards Valentine. Dolores stepped closer to her until their faces were merely inches apart. Valentine’s eyes widened as she took in a sharp breath. Dolores simply smiled at her. Valentine stared into her irises, mesmerized by their shine and pure black color.

“You studied the map, didn’t you? And we’re going to the same first period. English literature, right?”, Dolores spoke confidently.

Valentine simply nodded. 

“Then, you can show me the way!”, Dolores exclaimed happily.

Valentine continued to stare at her for a moment, truly shocked that a girl like Dolores would want to walk to class with her. Valentine stared at her jolly smile, wondering why a girl so happy and carefree would wish to walk alongside her. As heat filled Valentine’s cheeks, she turned her head away and shut her eyes.

“Fine…We can go together.”, Valentine muttered quietly.

“Great! Lead the way, Val!”, Dolores exclaimed before laughing softly.

“Wh-why do you call me that?!”, Valentine blurted out before quickly covering her mouth.

Heat filled her face as she became filled with embarrassment. It was not like her to speak or act on impulse alone.

Dolores stared at Valentine with wide eyes. Then, Dolores’s gaze softened and her lips turned into a smile.

“Because it’s a cute nickname. No other reason. Now let’s go! You don’t want to be late, do you?”, Dolores asked in a serious tone.

Valentine took in a sharp breath and quickly shook her head.

“N-no, of course not!”, Valentine exclaimed loudly.

Dolores giggled in response, stepping around Valentine. Dolores walked towards the doorway and smiled back at Valentine. 

“Come on, Val! Let’s get there early so we can get good seats!” she exclaimed before opening the door and rushing into the hallway. 

Valentine stood still for a moment, frozen in shock. She wondered why Dolores had suddenly taken an interest in her. Dolores had plenty of friends, so why would she walk to class with her, out of all people?

Valentine walked towards the doorway, following Dolores. A part of her was intrigued by Dolores. As Valentine walked out of her dorm room and locked the door shut, a peculiar thought crossed her mind: She wanted to get to know Dolores. She wanted to know why Dolores was so relaxed and happy all of the time. More importantly, she wanted to know why Dolores had taken an interest in her.

As Valentine walked through the hallway, Dolores turned her head back and smiled at her. For a moment, Valentine thought her eyes looked mischievous. Deviant, even. Perhaps it was simply because of the black color of Dolores’s eyes. She brushed aside her thoughts and walked toward Dolores, who was now standing still. When Valentine caught up to her, Dolores continued walking at the same pace as her.

Valentine and Dolores walked side by side as they made their way towards their English Literature class. They both glanced at each other from time to time as they walked along grey sidewalks, surrounded by fallen brown leaves. The crunch of leaves beneath their feet and distant chatter of other students was all that filled their ears. When they finally reached the building where their Literature class took place, Valentine opened the front door and beckoned for Dolores to enter before her. Dolores smiled at Valentine before turning her gaze towards the ground and stepping through the doorway.

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[sofiaflorina2021]

Tuition Fee for My Fourth Semester in Indonesia Open University

Three weeks ago, on Tuesday, 7 February, 2025 I and my mother have paid the tuition fee for my fourth semester in Indonesia Open University, it costs IDR 1,521,662. The tuition fee for my third semester was IDR 1,563,435 and paid on Tuesday, 9 July, 2024.

As in the first, second and third semesters, I and my mother paid my tuition fee at BNI bank. Making payments like this at the bank is actually fun, hehe. I feel like I have much money in reality while actually not like that.

By the way, I've received my semester book package for this fourth semester, I'll post the photos of it later but hey, I don't think I've posted the photos of the books for the second and third semesters either.

Taken on Friday, 7 February, 2025 at 11:28 with Samsung Galaxy A05s.

[cb-writes-stuff]

So, I went on a tour of a college today. (I’m already admitted, I even went to an advisory appointment before the tour, but we wanted to see the campus.) There were two girls there with their moms. I think they’re going into their senior year of high school.

Anyway, you have these two junior girls, and the only guy on the tour is me, high school graduate, already enrolled, and sporting what is practically a full beard (which I hate but that’s a different post).

And I kid you not, they were both taller than me. Probably 5’8” and 5’9”, if I had to guess. My family always tell me 5’7” isn’t short, but that’s not what my experience suggests.

Something similar happened when I went to take the ACT. Or SAT, I forget which one. The one with the English and Math sections. Anyway. I don’t think I saw a single person there who wasn’t taller than me.

[joslincox]

Middle School: Biology Immune - Ozzy In Jail scene

[inbabylontheywept]

so i left the mormon church as a teenager (15ish? 16?), but stayed in attendance until i was 20. i was pretty up front about the whole deciding-it-wasnt-true process with my bishop, who frankly took it really well, but it wasnt like i pulled all 150 ward members aside and had a heart to heart with them. anyway, i didnt believe, so at 19 i didnt go on a mission, and while some people in the ward were totally fine with that, others werent. and there was one woman in her late 50s who pulled me aside one day to interrogate me why i hadnt gone on a mission.

"the duty of every young man" she said.

and the thing is, im autistic. and a lot of people assume that when youre autistic, your social skills just arent very good. but thats not exactly true. your Be Polite skills are kind of eh, and they tend to stay that way, but as a sort of survival mechanism your Be Rude skills become amazing simply because you get put in tons of situations where your choices are to Function or Be Polite. and no one can choose Be Polite forever. the world demands function, it merely encourages politeness.

anyway, it can really catch neurotypicals by surprise, because hey, heres this kind of awkward, graceless guy, who stumbles over his words a lot and is very apologetic. hes probably a huge pushover. but i'm only like that when we're playing The Polite Game, because i am frankly kind of bad at it. but when its time to play The Rude Game, i go fucking ham and asking about the not-going-on-a-mission thing is Super Rude. so i said:

"sister hadlock... they wont let me go because i lit-er-ally cannot stop sucking dicks. i dont know why, its just so, so hard."

*dramatic pause*

"also - its very difficult to stop."

anyway, it almost killed her. i think she'd expected to just kind of steamroll me for the entire conversation, but the answer crushed her soul. instead of continuing her interrogation she made a noise like a horse drowning in a bog and left.

to add insult to injury, she went to the bishop after that, thinking he'd chew me out for being an ass, but instead he chewed her out for not minding her own business. then she went to my parents after that, who basically went "yeah, babylon was pretty rude. but youre also pretty rude. what are you, mad that he's better at it than you?"

i really loved that ward.

[partyinginbed]

Another day, another new chapter published

My Rockstar's World

[a-princess-dragon]

My Roman Empire is the narrative spun by the people in my college French textbook. They had so much going on! The romance! The betrayal! The soccer!

[wanologic]

Hi! Your drawings are amazing! But may I ask why Danny, Sam, and Toker are living together? Under what circumstances did they move in together?

They’re all STEM kids so they found a school that had decent programs in all their majors (Sam in Ecology, Danny in Physics, and Tucker in Computer Information Systems). In my head it’s some reasonably cheap(ish), decently easy to get into state school or something similar.

They were looking for places to live during the summer after senior year, when Sam’s parents looked over her shoulder and decided buying their daughter a house and renting it after graduation would make them more money in the long run than paying some other slumlord rent for four years (campus rentals are a racket and the Mansons wanna cash in lmao).

Danny, Sam, and Tucker wanted to live together bc long live team phantom. They don’t have to hide any ghost stuff from unknown roommates and the rent is free. Danny and Tucker both have part time jobs at Nasty Burger and Sam volunteers and has a million extracurriculars.

[sofiaflorina2021]

My Course Result Sheet for My Third Semester (Odd Semester of Academic Year 2024/2025) in Indonesia Open University

My KHS (Kartu Hasil Studi or Course Result Sheet in English) for odd semester of academic year 2024/2025 (my third semester) in Indonesia Open University. I got a GPA of 3.94 for my third semester and my cumulative GPA is 3.83 (three semesters). Yokatta, thank you for myself.

These semester grades are out from 2 February, 2025, you can see that in the picture. As you can see, out of these five courses I got A's in five and an A- in one (that one course is highly subjective, you know what I mean). Hehe, this GPA is wonderful.

I was quite happy when I see this, really. I need to keep up this good work for my fourth semester. What do you think my friends, especially you who ever went to college? Have you ever gotten a GPA this high? Just asking hehe.

[firethekitty]

last semester i wasn’t doing well in a very important class i needed to pass in order to graduate so i was working my ass off writing essays and shit and every time i started slacking i would bring up this image and i’d say “ah fuck you’re right vash i really need to keep working” and then i’d write for another two hours and i actually managed to pass and graduate and i honestly don’t know if i would’ve been able to without this picture. thank you vash

[joslincox]

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