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Also someone from my hometown just got published and is kind of motivating me to get my act together
Guess who's back and is trying to get herself to write again. Lately I've been just writing poems for self care and venting and less for enjoyment but hopefully I can get some world building done this week. Wish me luck
imagine owning an independent bookstore with a cafe and bakery with a cat that sleeps on the windowsills and people like to pet her while they browse the shelves
anyway i love being autistic
reblog if you love being autistic, love people who are autistic, or want to punch every ableist jerk in the mouth.
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Ravenclaws probably have, overall as a house, the worst grades in the school tbh.
i feel as though ravenclaws would have driven Hermione Granger up a wall they neVER DO THEIR HOMEWORK??? I though this was the smart house???? and Ravenclaws are like yeah kay but GET THIS DID YOU KNOW AN ANIMAGUS - but potions homework - who even CARES about potions right now I’m researching this COOLER THING uncouple the idea of ‘smart’ with the idea of ‘good at school’
I bet for the professors teaching Ravenclaws is like herding cats away from empty boxes.
Older Ravenclaws have finely honed the art of asking just the right argumentative questions to direct their teacher onto an entire-class-session-long tangent about something entirely irrelevant to the course material.
Can you imagine Ravenclaws trying to overhaul the entire school system with Muggle ideas. Trying to figure out how to best teach people, more concerned with how people learn than what they’re learning.
“Why do we force people to learn things they aren’t interested in, we should create our own curriculum.”
“We should figure out everyone’s learning styles.”
“We need smaller class sizes.”
“No, no, wait, guys, what if we eliminated grades entirely.”
Yeah, Ravenclaws would drive Hermione up the wall.
“Fire the whole staff and start over.”
“Present more opportunities for seventh-year independent research!”
“Why hasn’t anyone made magically modified calculators yet?”
“Why are we still using quills and parchment when pencils exist? Please explain.” “I don’t want to enter the work force directly after school, what are my options for higher education? Is there magical university?” “I don’t feel confident in my professor’s qualifications because she’s teaching me astrology but doesn’t know any facts about space beyond about the year 1764.”
Muggleborn Ravenclaws forming rogue study groups to teach other students chemistry and algebra and English literature, just imagine.
“They call this the astronomy tower but we’re learning about the effects of Venus when it’s in the fourth house and the professor doesn’t believe Neptune is a planet I am really concerned.”
“Okay but what’s the oxidation state of Mandrake root in pepperup potion?”
“But can you apply differential calculus to arithmancy or not?“
“The portrayal of the witches in Macbeth has some pretty troubling implications, also, I don’t think their potion would have actually done anything.”
I can’t not reblog this holy frick
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the. puns.
2 months ago I got an assignment on ADHD in Psychology. It’s due tomorrow and I have written one paragraph…
I had to write an email to my professors in my final year asking for an extension on an essay about adhd because of my adhd.
It began: “So I’m aware of the irony here…”
Just revisiting this to point put that they did give me an extension. I handed in the assessment, did pretty well on it, and the professor I most respected in the university (who ran the class) never said a word about it to me.
It turns out they didn’t care at all about the extended deadline, just that I was trying and that I gave them a heads up when I needed help.
Remember to ask for help when you need it, even if it makes you feel a little silly. Ask early if you can so that the people you’re asking have time to think about a response/plan of action, but if you find yourself stressing out 24hours out from a deadline still just ask.
This has been one of the hardest and most important things I have learnt over the last 10 years.
Ask for help. Ask early. Even if it’s scary.
You are not a burden.
You are not dumb.
You are not expected to already just “know” everything.
Needing help does not make you weak and asking for help makes you incredibly strong.
A few points here that bear repeating:
“Ask for help.”
“Ask early.”
“Even if it’s scary.”
And finally, and perhaps most importantly…
“Needing help does not make you weak and asking for help makes you incredibly strong.”
Remember, you will always be growing as a writer. There is no peak, only improvement. It’s a continual learning curve and you can only go up from here. So keep writing lovelies.
Getting a rush of writing inspiration in the middle of the night be like: holy shit ?? I’ve solved ten plot holes! I know how to write that next scene! Everything is finally making sense!
Then you look at your notes the next day and it’s just:
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as an eldest daughter, i sometimes commit the grave sin of having emotions
All your random posts are almost uncomfortably relatable
“conceal, don’t feel, don’t let them know” had nothing to do with Elsa’s powers. it’s just the mantra of eldest daughters
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You can always tell when someone hasn’t been to an American college/hasn’t done their research when they write a college AU fic
Okay, dudes, let’s go over some things:
Firstly, there’s colleges and universities; college is a school that only has undergraduate courses while a university offers graduate courses as well
Despite this, most people say they’re going to college even if their school is technically a university
There are no school bells
Also, classes aren’t always 8am to 3pm or whatever your high school schedule was; it’s whatever you goose
So, like, you could have an 8am, 11am, and 1pm class on M/W/F while on T/Th you could have a 9:25am and an evening classes at 6pm
Keep in mind that not all school havethe same schedule. So mine (Lenoir-Rhyne Unversiry in NC) had 50 minutes classes on M/W/F and 1 and 15 minute classes on T/Th (with a few exceptions)
There aren’t any principals. There’s a Dean and there’s the President of the school, but if you’re in super big trouble, you’ll talk to the Dean
College doesn’t have a home room for students
Most freshman are required to live on campus their first year, unless they live less than a certain number of miles away, like 20 or something, I think
During orientation, which happens before classes start, you’ll get the opportunity to have a tour of the campus and do other fun (and some boring) things as well
My college group was based on our FYE (first year experice) class—it was one of the core classes and it lasted the entire year at my school
There’s food you buy on campus and “free” (included in your tuition) food at the caf—CAF FOOD ALWAYS SUCKED UNLESS A LARGE GROUP OF PEOPLE WERE VISITING THE CAMPUS
and for some unknown fucking reason, we always seemed to have middle schoolers touring out school. Ugh.
Dorms have RAs, who are usually upperclassmen, and RDs, who are usually graduate students. RAs are under RD’s and there’s generally 1 RA per floor (unless it’s a huge floor, then there’s 2) and some RAs are super chill and some are….not lmfao
Feel free to add to this list!
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here’s some incoherent poetry i wrote a couple of weeks ago?? there’s no logic but it was part of an english project i had to do whilst in Belgium seeing the battlefields and trenches of WW1. it was a very touching trip and i don’t think i will ever forget it, which is why i want to try and write something meaningful but so far no luck.
( disclaimer: i’m don’t usually write poetry, ever, i’m sure you can already tell but pls feel free to tell me how i can improve )
time marches so slowly here,
the sun always waiting for the last possible moment to show itself,
shoving countless clouds aside until it is satisfied,
then it blazes,
it’s warmth no longer reaches us,
our insides had slowly frozen into a meshed block of blood a long time ago,
standing beneath the great fireball of death i wonder why i my skin is still as translucent as the corpse ahead of me,
maybe i’m dead,
but i suppose it’s only the innocent that get burned in the end.
Writing in public:completely composed. Writing appears to be going well. Nothing wrong seems to be happening. Author does not appear to be going insane
Writing in private: talks to myself, goes crazy, screams in frustration, squeals in happiness, looks like a nutcase.