#that could be in 5 years could also be tomorrow

[formalde-hydexc]

10/100 days of productivity

June 30, 2025

I'm officially a 4th year student today. It's time to lock in and focus on preparing for next year's bar examinations. It's overwhelming, but exciting at the same time.

I woke up around 5:30 am and did my recovery run. I was able to run for 5.64 kilometers under 40 minutes.

Went to the law library around 9:30am and did some budgeting. I also plotted out my daily schedule for the next 5 months.

I worked on my reviewer for Remedial Law. I was also able to review extensively on "motions and pleadings".

I started encoding the 2025 bar syllabus on Civil Law in my reviewer so I could work on it tomorrow.

I was kind of a little bit disappointed to find out that our professor for Remedial Law Review was our previous professor on Civil Procedure and Provisional Remedies. She's notorious for failing students, and honestly, I don't think I need her way of teaching now, especially when it's supposed to be review already.

🌳 : 4 hours

📖 : Rabbits for Food

👟: 13,713 steps

[icewindandboringhorror]

Little bright colored outfit with a fun vest ~

(shoes from ebay like 10 years ago. everything else is thrifted)

[the-worms-in-your-bones]

Wish burnout was something I could kill. Like with a hammer

[vulpine-gentleman]

hello flondon blog i have been working almost all day. let me out.

[gilfrespecter]

Bro why did no one tell me the adult combo fishing hunting license here is so cheap. We eating good this fall/winter. The bag limit for deer is 4?!??!??

[seilon]

surgery got unscheduled + my deposit refunded because they scheduled me at a location that isn’t the one I was authorized for . so . now I am in limbo. yet again

[theunknownintrowert]

for the first time in my adulthood i cried not bc of my thoughts or sadness or anything else but bc my nervous system just made me cry. it was a mental breakdown during lunch break at work coz few minutes earlier i apparently reacted too sharp on some prick. and i wasn't even overthinking that piece of shit - i just felt like i cry while washing my hands before lunch and my face muscles twitched. achievement unlocked i guess

[bitchapalooza]

I'm sorry for my posts today, I guess the stress from the entirety of September was piled too high and is collapsing onto my head. I'm just so tired y'all....

[kimuramasaya]

just submitted a payment to pay off all of my student loans I feel sick

[boypr1ncesss]

sleepy...

[reuptakeinhibitor]

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[swagging-back-to]

crossing my fingers uwu owoing so hard that the uk package is actually out for delivery today

[os-anastigmat-anaesthesia-why]

there are 4 groups in my year and dept. With 12 20 10-12(?) and 18(?) people. I don't know ~everyone~, about half the people, and I'm in the first group. The 3rd and 4th groups (the amount of students in which I'm a bit unsure of) have their summer technological practice set in factories in 2 towns out of but close to Moscow (in Moscow oblast), and they will provide good practice (to 3rd group especially, to 4th — it's said to be passable/sufficient, not bad by any means at least), but the 1st and 2nd groups are going to go somewhere that will not provide almost anything useful, as said by profs and upperclassmen. We were told 5 (at first, now it's 10) students can go to Vologda which provides extremely good practice, lodgings (like good 2-person rooms in hotels) and even pays some money (gives employment!) during that one month of practice (amount not disclosed to us lol so I think it will just more or less cover food there). What do you think. There are 12 (14 at first) people who want to go there. 3 of whom are from the 3rd (1 girl 2 guys) group and 4 from the 4th (2 girls and 2 guys). Might I say this is ridiculous. I can handle the girls and one guy from 3rd group but. The guys from the 4th group are also taking part in a project within our dept (with teachers involved in it as well), and the factory they are going to is affiliatted with their group and their topics too!!! But nooo. They just neeeed Vologda. Can I kill them? They are annoying. They look annoying and they have annoying voices/demeanor. They're always grinning and doing their own thing on their laptops. They barged into a lecture in a discipline that is not taught to their group bc they mixed up (as in didn't check) the classroom and that disrupted the lecture (it was NOT the first 2 weeks of the semester so they should have known which class to go to)

I've been THE person who got in touch with the faculty and been going there pretty regularly and exchanging info abt this, btw. I want to submit the list of people myself but I cannot do that. I'm going to have a tough day tmr aren't I.

[cosmicseafoam]

Literally what am I supposed to do now lmao

[robinismywifesworld]

Ms. Manager (No Dating Rule!)

Saja boys x Female! Reader

Summary: Other men really need to stop hitting on you or they're gonna lose their minds.

Warning: Saja boys, possessive! saja boys, jealousy, yandere behaviour, oblivious! reader, dumb! reader, crybaby? reader, death (not reader or the saja boys), grammatical errors probably and incorrect spellings, english is not my first language, probably more.

Author's note: The first part reached over 3,000+ notes in just two days (I don't know if that's a good thing or not) but thank you nonetheless! This happens before the first part. This is not proofread lol

Part 1

Coming into the Korean pop music business as a group's manager wasn't exactly what you planned that would happen to you, it wasn't the job you dreamed of but it paid rent and the boys you were looking after weren't that bad, they were extremely clingy and a tad over protective for someone they appointed as their manager for 6 months. It was unexpected but the 5 boys seemed nice enough that immediately made you accept their offer as their manager, their looks were just bonuses.

Apparently, being their manager also requires you to bring them food (Baby said so) and while they offered to come with you, you disagreed because you didn't want to disrupt their dance practice. They gave you their money, of course.

So that's why you were currently in the supermarket, pushing the trolley as you tried to remember what it was that the boys liked to eat. It seemed only Baby loved the hot sauce after getting a free taste on one of the few times they came with you to the shops.

"You can buy what you want with the money too, pretty." they said before you walked off, handing you a butt load of money that wouldn't be able to fit in your wallet.

And that's what you did, throwing your favourite food after food inside the trolley with a giddy smile before stopping to think what your boys liked.

A tap on the shoulder interrupted you from your thoughts making you turn around to see an admittedly handsome man who seemed about your age, ginger hair, brown eyes and fair skin. He's a foreigner, that much was obvious. You blink in surprise and confusion, "Uh, hello? something wrong, sir?" You asked, voice laced with its usual softness and trying to speak in english.

The male cleared his throat, "Uh.." he was momentarily distracted by your looks and cute voice. "Uhm, ye-yes... I-" He cleared his throat again.

You raised an eyebrow, 'Is he alright?' you thought.

"I think you're really pretty and... I was wondering if you'd like to go on a date with me..." He finally says, cheeks tinted pink. British.

Your eyes widened, feeling your own cheeks heat up at his words and accent. This is the first time in years since someone had asked you out, someone this handsome and has a british accent! That's practically the sexiest accent in the world, at least that's what your friend said to you.

"Oh! My name is Brandon, I'm not from here and I just... I thought you very pretty and I'm rambling.." He stammered out, face reddening even more. "I don't know, I just- I wanted to try and have a friend... it doesn't have to be a date-date, just a friendl-"

You don't have an understanding of the whole english language but you definitely got the gist of that.

You interrupted him with a kind smile, "I accept!" You exclaim, trying to hide your excitement.

Brandon smiled back, "h-here... my number, call me? I mean w-we can meet tomorrow for that date.." He said as he handed me a piece of paper with his number that he wrote before walking towards me.

You gave him a nod and a small wave as he walked away with a skip.

You opened the door to the boy's dance rehearsal, carrying three bags of food (the two bags were for you). The boys stopped their practice and immediately went to fight each other on who could help you, practically pushing each other away before Abby grabbed the bags from your hand with a charming smile, "I'll handle them for you, pretty." He said as the rest scoffed.

"Thank you!" I smiled, "So how's practice going?"

Jinu sighs at the question, moving to stand beside you. You could practically smell him with how sweaty he is, no- you could smell all of their musky smell. "It's fine," He huffs, trying to cover up the fact that it was not doing well at all with how much the rest of the guys stressed him out a lot.

"I did tell you I could hire a dance instructor for you guys," I hum, trying to ignore their scent.

Baby rolls his eyes, "Don't. I don't want other people in here." He mutters. I don't want you talking to anybody else, especially if it's a guy.

"Don't worry your pretty little head about it," Romance reassures as he took the place on the other side of you. "Just watch us and look all beautiful for us... okay, Ms. Manager?" he adds with a flirty smile, placing a hand on your shoulder.

Mystery nods his head at what the heart shape haired male said.

I pout, "I just want to be useful, I am your manager after all..."

Abby chuckles, "you are useful, pretty girl. You're taking care of us right now, buying us all these food. You've been a good girl for us." He praised as Jinu hums in agreement.

Your cheeks heated up, they always seem to like mentioning everyday that you've been a good girl and it never stops to make your heart skip a beat.

Such a good girl, you like touching my muscles, don't you?

Thank you, pretty girl. I'm so proud of my good girl.

Don't stop doing that, it feels good... that's right, good girl.

The next day came by and you were giddy, all excited that the others couldn't help but notice it when you came by for another day of dance rehearsals.

Abby moved to flex his muscles, intentionally growing closer to you as the thin shirt made his abs more prominent. "What's got you all excited?" He questioned with a raised eyebrow as he looked down at your form.

"Well yesterday... a guy asked me out!" You exclaimed, "He was sooo handsome and he has this british accent that it just made my heart melt!" You place a hand on your chest for good measure.

The others stopped whatever it is they were doing to look at you, an unreadable expression plastered on their faces before Jinu gave you a small smile which was obviously fake but you didn't notice, practically buzzing with excitement.

"Is that so? I'm happy for you!" He says as he gave you a pat on the shoulder.

"We're actually going at this restaurant in town tonight and I'm gonna be wearing the prettiest dress," You giggle as Mystery grits his teeth in annoyance, trying to stop himself from barking angrily at whoever's taking you out.

They can't believe you had the nerve to just go on dates with some nobody, you were their manager so that practically means you're theirs. So that pretty dress you own is reserved for their eyes only. Who cares if that guy has an accent? They know they're much better than whatever nobody you found on the streets.

The day rolls by, the Saja boys couldn't focus on whatever dance routine they had to do because they have one goal in mind;

getting rid of the bastard who had the audacity to steal their pretty girl.

It was easy trying to find the guy you were going on a date with because you told them his description and where you were meeting, oblivious to their plans. They know you wouldn't accuse them of doing something because you were dumb like that and they love it.

Jinu was dressed as a waiter that they ganged up on to steal his clothes and his soul while the rest waited outside in a dark alleyway. You were still at your apartment, getting all dolled up for this ugly nobody who could never compare to their majestic beauty.

How did you ever find this piece of shit handsome?

The raven haired male plastered on a fake smile as he approached Brandon who looked nervous and sweaty, Jinu was glad he came here extra early. "Hello, sir. I just wanted to inform you that a pretty, young lady is waiting for you outside." he said in perfect english as the ginger male looked up at him in surprise before nodding his head to stand up, following after him.

Brandon looked confused as he was led to a dark and secluded place, he looks around. "Uh, where-" he turns to face Jinu and lets out a gasp, seeing 5 pairs of glowing eyes- yellow embers with orange slits that are razor-thin- glaring down at him from the shadows.

The brit lets out a nervous chuckle, stepping back. "I-is this a joke, mate? It's not really funny..." He mutters before his back felt the dirty and cold stone wall.

"You really thought you could take her... from me? from us?" one of them growls as they moved closer to him.

"Don't bother screaming for help, no one's here but us." another whispers tauntingly before they all simultaneously pounced at the male who let out a scream with other people none the wiser.

"I- I got stood up..." You whimper, having just gone to the restaurant and waited for hours for the guy but he never game. "I waited for him but he didn't come..."

You were in their house, practically dashing over to them in tears. They bit back the smile as you melted into a puddle in Jinu's arms who coo-ed and rubbed your back gently as you cried.

"A-and I was all dressed up too... h-he's such a jerk!" You sobbed, hiding your pretty face in his chest.

"It's gonna be okay, [Your name]" Abby moves towards you, fingers moving to take your chin, tilting your head to look at him so that they could see your pretty face even with the make up running down due to your tears.

Romance gave you a smile, "Besides, you've got us. You don't need some other guy to go on a date with, we're here for you." He said softly. "Oh look, you're ruining your make up now... but don't worry, you're still the prettiest girl in the world."

Mystery nods, "And... being on some date with a nobody would only deter you from your job as our manager... who's gonna take care of us now if you're gonna go off going on a date.." he mumbled, trying to act all upset.

You sniffle, "y-you're right... I- I'm suppose to be your manager... you guys are my priority." you mumbled as you wipe your tears away but the crying never stopped.

They all smirked, unknown to you. That's right. They are your priority and no one else.

"So you better not be getting into some dates again," Baby reprimands with an annoyed huff.

Because you're ours, pretty girl.

[romeedoused]

"shifting will always be right there<3" well? pick it up. clearing the thong-thin line between procrastinating and taking a break from shifting.

the truth will set you free but first itll piss you off.

you aren't exactly a pussy, i get it, what if i fail and lose faith and i dont have something to live for anymore? what if i end up disproving shifting for myself? what if what if what if?

1. the decision not to shift guarantees your failure.

2. shifting being real doesnt mean a thing if you wont do it, if you dont do it it doesnt exist for you.

where would u be now if you didnt procrastinate your attempt 393938 times in the past 5 years ? or doing a half assed attempt cz the reall real attempt is coming this weekend trust.

youre not gonna do it tomorrow, you know it, today was yesterdays tomorrow, you still wont do it, theres 1 thing that stops u from shifting, which is decideding you wont shift.

if you are constantly planning to do it sometime soon, this is not a break.

i love you, i hate seeing you get a mental orgasm when c.ai replays in a way that feels human, or when fanfic describes a sensation too well it gives you goosebumps, or when you dream a 10 second dream about your dr (you only remember 2s) that keeps you manic for 3 days, when you could experience that in 16k, no exaggeration, right tf now.

your wedding day will fucking terrify the shit out of you, heart rate so high they going to mistake it for cardiovascular problems

a - push through it, you love the guy.

b - call it off and abandon the love of your life to shut the anxiety down for a day.

??? just sayin

the fact that no one or thing will do it for you means also nothing can stop you, not your plans tomorrow, not that you have to wake up at 5 am tomorrow, not your feelings, not feeling unready, no one that shifted was ready to wake up in hogwarts tomorrow, but they pushed through it.