It’s 4am and I’m pissed about those study motivation videos like
I can’t go to uni outside my town without being financially screwed, my local uni doesn’t offer the course I want and it’s a decent uni so there’s I high chance I get rejected.
Imma say now that ik that uni is a privilege and the fact I can go in the future at all is something I’m so so grateful about, I’m just pissed that the uni system is in no way accessible or equal as it should be.
“Study so your kids don’t have to look at menu prices” firstly I could be a millionaire and my kids are still reading menu prices. Secondly, I fear studying will get me into a worse situation financially bc if I get into UCL I’m going to UCL. That’s been my dream for years. I rage at younger me for wanting to go to NYU because that’s near enough impossible but I always think abt it.
The fact that tuition fees keep rising, unis are financially struggling and are forced to stop less “valuable” courses (which is bullshit) and our governments solution is to put limits on international students is ridiculous.
Before you donate, please take a moment to read our story we really need u. 💔😔
This link is where you can help support our family, and reading our journey will show you exactly how your contribution can make a real difference.👇🙏
Campaign Update
Hello, my name is Anas, and I am from Gaza and this is Our Story from Gaza: Before and After 💔
Before the war, my family and I lived in the Shuja'iyya neighborhood of Gaza City. Our life was simple but full of meaning. I lived with my parents, my brother, and my sister in a home filled with love and laughter.
Every morning, my father and mother would wake up early to go to work, while my sister prepared for school. We had our normal daily routines, shared meals together, celebrated birthdays, and dreamed of the future.
It wasn’t a rich life, but it was ours. We had our house, a small piece of farmland, good neighbors, and beautiful land around us that gave us a sense of peace and belonging. My mother, father, and sister were always part of this daily rhythm, making our life feel ordinary yet full of warmth and stability.
Every Thursday, our whole family would gather at my grandmother’s house laughter, stories, and meals together. That special time brought us closer and filled our hearts with joy. Now, all of that is gone.
Our home between before and after 🥺💔
The Day Everything Changed
During the first week of the war, the bombing forced us to leave our home. We thought it would be temporary, but then came the news that broke us: our home was completely destroyed. Flattened to the ground. Everything we worked for and saved, every memory, gone in a moment.Since then, we have been displaced multiple times from Shuja'iyya to Rimal, then Al-Zawada, and finally Rafah. Each time we carried less with us. We’ve slept on floors, in schools, and even tents. Nights are freezing, days are unbearably hot. There is no clean water, no electricity, no toilets. We wait hours just for bread. We lost not only our home but also our jobs, our stability, and our sense of safety. Right now, our only dream is to survive tomorrow.
Why I Am Asking for Your Help
I am starting this campaign to support my family because the war destroyed everything we had our home, our land, our routines, and our sense of safety. Your help will allow us to rebuild our lives step by step.
and we are raising $20,000 to help my family survive and rebuild after the war. This amount will allow us to:
1-Rebuilding our home and farmland: Our house was completely destroyed, along with our small piece of farmland. These were not just buildings or land they were the heart of our daily life, where we felt safe and connected to our surroundings. We need help to repair and rebuild a stable home and restore the land that provided us with peace and sustenance.
2-Restoring our daily life and happiness: Before the war, we had routines and small joys working in the fields, sharing meals, celebrating birthdays, and seeing our neighbors regularly. Every Thursday, our family gathered at my grandmother’s house. Those ordinary days brought us happiness and a sense of belonging. We want to bring back some of that normal life.
3-Support for work and livelihoods: The war took away our jobs and sources of income. My parents, who used to work hard to provide for the family, can no longer earn a living safely. Donations will help us cover essential expenses and start rebuilding work opportunities so we can support ourselves again.
4-Food, clean water, and urgent health needs: Life now is a struggle for basic necessities. Your donation helps us access proper food, clean water, and medicine for urgent health needs.
Your support, no matter the amount, is not just money it’s hope, dignity, and a chance for a family who lost everything to start over. Every contribution helps us recover a little of the life we loved and the memories that made it special.
As of today, April 15, 2025, the latest satellite images of our home show that it has been completely destroyed
From My Heart ❤️
To everyone who supported us before, and to anyone reading this now thank you 🙏. I know the world is full of struggles, and I don’t take your kindness for granted.
Please, if you can, donate again through this new link or share it with others. Every bit of help means so much to me and my family. 💔🙏
Campaign Update
Even $20 will make a big difference and save us!
IMPORTANT: This campaign is real and verified. You can see all updates and amounts raised directly on the link.
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Some of you may already know me from my previous fundraiser on GoFundMe. I want to explain honestly what happened: I closed that campaign myself because receiving the money there was very difficult. Their strict policies only allowed transfers in one currency (USD), which made it hard for many people who wanted to support us in other currencies. Some donations could not even reach us, and part of the money had to be returned to the donors.
That’s why I decided to move my campaign here to chuffed.org. This platform is much better for our situation because it allows people to donate in different currencies (USD, EUR, and more). This way, support can truly reach us without these problems.
Thanks to your support, we have collected $22,236! 🙌
We have returned $2,300, and the remaining funds from our previous campaign are approximately $20,000.
With your help, we are now focusing on achieving our next goals:
Basically my phone broke and I had to get it wiped and fixed and in the process completely lost access to this account so I made a new one that I posted on a grand total of once because it didn’t hit the same
BUT after months of trying I’m FINALLY back on this account so imma try and get back into regular posting ^^
When it’s Halloween and you can’t afford a costume so you pull out a closet cosplay of Gwen cooper in children of earth last minute before realising 3 hours later that’s what you did last year
For as long as i remember i thought Lafayette said “what’s he gonna do on the bench, ami” and not “I mean” like I just thought they were mates like that ig not
(Finally) Here are my non spoiler free thoughts on the twilight streets
It’s a very interesting book, Bilis is a great villan and I’m glad they brought him back for this, especially the fact that he wasn’t actually the villain in this.
Why’d they bring Idris back from that one doctor who episode? No idea but Jack severely fucked him up then they retconned him and haven’t brought him back since which is annoying because I love his character.
Ianto is confirmed in this book to be bisexual, says some real deep shit and made me momentarily hate Gwen.
There’s several Janto moments in this, which I love. The fact that this is set around the same time as Adam (between S2 EP4-6) and turns out they STILL haven’t gone on their no-offices-no-roofs date is wild because I thought that had happened already.
Bilis tortured me with that alternate timeline. Saying that Ianto’s remains needed TWEEZERS to collect together was VILE, killing everyone (obviously) in the most brutal series of different perspectives and warped thought processes and the fact Owen practically turned the place into Torchwood one actually killed me. I’d also like to add that Jack Ianto Geraint Cooper is a shit name no matter how much I like the chapter.
Jack’s type is apparently “Thin, breakable, desperate for love and attention, needing a father figure.” Which had me dying of laughter for some reason, Bilis didn’t hold back.
This is probably one of my favourite torchwood books I’ve read so far, those are all my initial thoughts :)
Been looking thru my old posts looking for some decent Torchwood quotes for a fic and found my Torchwood book stuff.
I noticed how I said I momentarily hated Gwen and I do not like that wording from 2024 me.
I didn’t hate Gwen. She was just uneducated but did actually have the standard mindset for the time and it sucks but it’s true.
It opens up a wider conversation about Gwen’s character. She has never been a bad person. Shes just a period typical character that we see as bad from a modern viewpoint. We don’t want to see period typical characters in a show as progressive as Torchwood because it’s supposed to be an escape. Owen’s the same but he’s a man so just blame his bad childhood or whatever and focus back on Gwen (which is strangely period typical for the Gwen haters)
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