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݁ ˖Ი𐑼⋆ - scarlett's study blog [Apr. 28th, 2026]
40days until my final exams
Today went well :) I really need to start getting more done through the day though. Maybe by going earlier to the library !
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Maths sheet
݁ ˖Ი𐑼⋆ - scarlett's study blog [Apr. 24th, 2026]
44 days until my final exams
Went to the library kinda late. Still got some things done but I need to organise my days better I think. I know I'll make it eventually :)
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݁ ˖Ი𐑼⋆ - scarlett's study blog [Apr. 23th, 2026]
45 days until my final exams
Forgot to post it on the same day oops.. I really need to lock in for my finals, and it's my last holidays before these exams. First time at the public library, it was so so quiet !
Complete grammar sheet
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Currently feel like dying 🧘♀️
I'm getting back to school after being away for 5 weeks straight, I'm feeling so anxious, just hoping I don't have mental breakdowns... Maybe I'll start a study challenge to get back on track MAYBE
Traumatized in Ireland While my Family is Facing Death and Starvation in Gaza
Has it become normal Now that the defenseless civilians in Gaza face death and starvation on a daily basis?
Hell No!
F*ck No!!!
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I contemplate the happy faces of people around me here in Ireland and reminisce about the happy normal life my family and I had before the war. A life that turned into a distant memory for us and was replaced by an unending series of horrible nightmares.
Unlike my family in Gaza, people here have access to drinking water, all types of food, electricity, and a roof over their heads. Above all, they are safe, and I cannot help but wonder if they genuinely do appreciate these blessings in their lives enough.
People seem relaxed and laughing wholeheartedly around me in Ireland. I wish I could laugh too, but I am crushed way beyond recovery on the inside. I was evacuated by my Irish college after five months of living the horrors of war in Gaza. I hope you will never know what it feels like to live in constant fear and worry and be horrified by the most sickening and scary nightmares every single night while you are far away from your family in such circumstances.
When did my people in Gaza cease to be human beings worthy and deserving of a normal life? Has it become normal now for my family in Gaza to be starved and killed while the whole world is watching the genocide? If that is the case, then you will have to excuse me if I seek every avenue to bring them to Ireland and start a new normal life like all people here around me.
I was assured by the Irish Reugee Council (IRC) and lawyers in Ireland that there is hope I can reunite with my family in Ireland. In difficult times, it is hard to see the light at the end of the tunnel. For me and my family, you are literally our light and hope for a better life.
SOS!
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People say: "Family always comes First," and to that, I say: "Amen!".… Mahmoud Khalaf needs your support for Death chases my family in Gaza;
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🌸 From One Mother’s Heart – Please Read 🌸
My name is Saja. I’m a wife, a mother, and a woman who once believed her story would be simple. I thought my days would be filled with watching my daughter grow — from her first smile to her first steps — surrounded by the small joys of everyday life.
But life had other plans.
War has returned to our home. Again. And once again, we find ourselves living under skies that never seem to rest.
There was a moment — a fragile, breathless moment — when the bombs paused and the world seemed to remember us. It gave us hope. We thought maybe, just maybe, we could start to rebuild. But now, we are back in the dark — hiding, holding on, praying.
I’m writing this not as someone seeking pity, but as a mother who has no other choice but to speak.
Imagine holding your baby in the middle of the night, not because she cried, but because the world outside roared too loud for either of you to sleep. Imagine whispering bedtime stories not to lull her into dreams, but to keep the fear from settling into her tiny bones.
This is my life.
This is my daughter’s life.
And even now — especially now — I believe in softness. I believe in kindness. Because when everything else is taken from you, hope becomes the most valuable thing you have.
Why I’m Reaching Out Our home has been damaged. Our lives changed. But through it all, my daughter wakes up every morning with a smile. She reaches for me with trust, with love, with faith that I will keep her safe.
That’s why I keep going.
I’ve launched a campaign to ask for help — not because it’s easy, but because silence is no longer an option. I am asking for support not just for me, but for my baby, and for the quiet strength of so many mothers like me who are fighting, every single day, to hold their families together.
How You Can Help: 🤍 Help us restore parts of our home so we can live with dignity 🤍 Support women and mothers in Gaza with access to care and resources 🤍 Keep the light of hope alive for a generation born in the shadows of war
💛 If you can, please support our journey here:
My name is Saja. I am a wife, a mother to a precious 8-month-old girl, and I am writing this in a moment that I wish I didn’t have to live t
If you can’t give, please consider sharing. Your voice might be the reason someone else hears ours.
From My Heart to Yours Maybe our lives are worlds apart. Maybe you’ve never lived through war. But if you’ve ever held a child and wished the world could be better for them — then you understand more than you know.
I don’t want my daughter to grow up thinking the world turned away.
Please, if you’ve read this far — thank you. Thank you for seeing us. Thank you for caring. We are still here. Still hoping. Still holding on to every kind act like it’s a lifeline.
With love and endless gratitude
Productivity challenge : day 10/10
I can't believe it's the last day... Tomorrow I won't need to write and track all my tasks... But it was fun, though I think I could put way more efforts into certains tasks (like washing my face, or studying). I'm feeling exhauted, need some sleep !
🧠 : french poem (90 min)
✍️ : night prompts
🧘♀️ : listened to music <3
🏃♀️ : walking (2k)
🧼: doneee
💧 : 1.5L
📚 : cleaned my desk
01.05.25
Productivity challenge : day 9/10
Gosh I love tomatoes <33 I forced myself to wake up this morning, feeling kinda exhausted now. I studied a bit through out the day, but I clearly need to start early in the morning (first I also need to wake up early...). Tomorrow's the last day, it feels kinda weird. But I'll probably post daily log, or once a week hopefully.. And can you imagine almost half of the year passed??? I think I'm in denial...
🧠 : maths homework
✍️ : 🚫
🧘♀️ : played video games
🏃♀️ : walking
🧼: 🚫
💧 : 1.5L
📚 : vacuumed and organized my
30.04.25
Productivity challenge : day 8/10
mirrorball by taylor swift on repeat... I can't get it out of my head ! Nothing particular today, watched a football game w/ my brother. Studied for a bit in the afternoon, feeling kinda motivated now but I'm gonna need to push myself a bit more... Hopefully tomorrow's better !
🧠 : french litterature (50 min)
✍️ : night prompts
🧘♀️ : listened to music
🏃♀️ : 🚫
🧼: facemask and cream
💧 : 1.2L
📚 : cleaned desk and bed
29.04.25
Productivity challenge : day 7/10
A new fresh start for this week ! After breakfast I decided to go play football with my brother, but he wasn't satisfied with any parks near our house... We had to walk for 45 min bc he wanted to walk, AND I had to play with him even though he told me he wouldn't force me... Well that's how brothers work ig. We were back at 13, and I had to eat and take a shower. My hair takes forever to dry and I was too lazy to style it. After rotting in bed (again...) I vacuumed the entire appartement bc I was feeling guilty of bed rotting. In the evening, I finally motivated myself to study. Aaaaand that's pretty it :) (I actually really need to go to sleep it's 1:30 am)
🧠 : maths exercises (100min)
✍️ : 🚫
🧘♀️ : drinking matcha latte <3
🏃♀️ : played football
🧼: 🚫
💧 : 1L
📚 : vacuumed the whole appartement
28.04.25
Productivity challenge : day 6/10
Pretty chill day :) First started with a miracle (waking up after the alarm went off) and decided to not check my phone for the first hour of my day. Then stretched, journaled and made tea ! After that, I decided to scroll BUT on my affirmations app to start the day on a positive note. I terribly want to start a screen-detox challenge but I'm kinda scared I'll give up after two days... Or I need to atleast limit my screentime to enjoy more the present moment. I'm almost finished with my crochet project but I hope it turns out good (and solid) bc sewing is the hardest part to me. I already wasted so much yarn by starting it over haha.
🧠 : 🚫
✍️ : morning gratitude
🧘♀️ : crocheted (almost finished my project !!)
🏃♀️ : stretching and a long walk
🧼 : 🚫
💧 : 1.5L
📚 : made my bed
27.04.25
at the end of the day im the love i give, not the love i get
Productivity challenge : day 5/10
I didn't do much for the first part of the day, just sitting at home. But then my brother wanted to go play outside. Tbh I didn't have any energy, but forced myself to anyway. And it was so worth it ! We played for almost an hour, which passed quickly, and walked around the park. After that we went to eat together and had some real conversations for once. When we're at home, we are all in our own room which is pretty sad now that I think about it... Back home, I decided to start all over again a crochet project, I'll finished in a short time if I invest more of my time into it. Hopefully it turns out good ! I'm not really studying these days, but I try to convince myself to rest and stop worrying bc then it's draning. I'll try to get some exercises done tomorrow though ! :p
🧠 : 🚫
✍️ : night prompts
🧘♀️ : crocheted
🏃♀️ : volleyball and night stretching
🧼 : 🚫 (should take that more seriously)
💧 : 1L
📚 : tied up my bed
26.04.25
Productivity challenge : day 4/10
I feel like I'm procrastinating a lot these days, I can't get out of bed unless someone else tells me so... I woke up late again haha... I reviewed my notes briefly and I got out with my gradma, my mom and her friend. On our way there, we passed by this pretty tree. My phone makes the colors so much more vibrant though... I was craving some choco mint ice cream hehe. I don't really think it tastes like toothpaste, or maybe it's just me?? I want to start biking agaaaaain, there's so much bicyles in the city and I used to ride bikes so often whn I was a kid :( I feel so burnt out even when I spend my day outside, probably bc of that damn phone. I'm thinking of doing a challenge, like a social media detox maybe?? Or a mix w/ a study challenge cause I NEED to study, idk what app to use for tracking time though... But I'll try to focus on this challenge first...
🧠 : reviewed notes
✍️ : night gratitude
🧘♀️ : crochet and mint ice cream <3
🏃♀️ : walking (3.1k)
🧼 : 🚫
💧 : less than 1L
📚 : cleaned desk
25.04.25
Me reading another person's writing: Oh they missed a period there, no worries mistakes happen :) Three adjectives in a sentence? Adverbs for days? No worries I love descriptions and this story is fire.
Me seeing the same thing in my work: Wow am I illiterate? Am I actually ok? Who the actual fuck told me I can write so I can go and curse their entire family for the time it took for me to carefully craft this GARBAGE.
I have devastating news. I’m Musab Ahmed, and for no clear reason, GoFundMe disabled the contact that was responsible for receiving and transferring the funds from my campaign to me, starting April 21st, 2025. Even though I had raised 24% of my goal, I was unable to access any of the money I worked so hard to collect. We tried reaching out to them multiple times, but they haven’t responded, and now I’ve been forced to start over from scratch.
I’m not exaggerating when I say I nearly had a heart attack from the shock and stress — especially after all the hope and effort I poured into that campaign.
Here is the link to my new fundraiser. Please, if you can donate or even just share it, your support would mean the world to me. I urgently need the funds, as I still haven’t been able to undergo the second surgery for my shoulder, and things are getting harder by the day.
My name is Musab Hamouda, and my wife is Aya Abu Al-Qambaz. W… Mosab Hammouda needs your support for "Help Us Start a New Life After Our Hom
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💬 Just a Small Update, and a Big Thank You
Dear friends, kind hearts, and everyone who has stood with us,
When I first opened my heart to the world and shared our story, I never imagined the amount of love and solidarity we would receive. Thanks to your incredible support, we’ve now reached $12,837—a milestone that brings real light to some very dark days.
From the deepest corners of my heart, thank you.
💔 A Journey of Loss, but Also of Strength
As many of you know, I’ve lost 25 of my loved ones during this devastating war. That grief lives with me every single day. It’s in the silence that once held laughter, in the empty spaces where we once gathered as a family.
But through your help, I’ve also felt something else: hope. And that hope is priceless.
“21/Oct/2023 Before It Reached Us: The Day Our Neighbor’s House Was Destroyed” A quiet moment of fear, filmed just before everything changed.
“22/Oct/2023 The Morning After: Our Family Home in Ruins” This is what was left behind after the bombing of our home.
🌿 What Life Looks Like for Us Now
Despite everything, we’re still here. Still surviving. Still hoping.
But things have only gotten harder.
The war has returned, more brutal than before—and for over a month now, Gaza has been completely sealed off. No food is coming in. No medical supplies. No aid. No trade. No one is allowed to leave, and no one is allowed to enter.
We’re trapped.
🏚 We live with the fear of tomorrow, every single day. Airstrikes, drones, and the uncertainty of what might happen next. 👨👩👧 Our family is forever changed—we haven’t just lost people; we’ve lost pieces of ourselves. 📉 Basic needs go unmet—even clean water feels like a luxury now. Medicines, if they exist at all, are unreachable.
And yet…
Your support reminds us that we’re not forgotten. It reminds us that someone, somewhere, is still listening. That someone still cares. That we’re not completely alone in this.
Every message. Every share. Every dollar. It tells us: You’re walking this road with us. And that gives us the strength to keep going.
💖 What You Can Do
If you’ve already donated—thank you beyond words. If you can share our story again, it could reach someone who can help.
Even $5 means warmth, comfort, and a chance to breathe a little easier.
My name is Mosab Elderawi, and I am a survivor of the war in Gaza. Life as I knew it has been completely destroyed. I have lost my home, my
✨ Why It All Matters
This isn’t just about reaching a fundraising goal. It’s about surviving war with dignity. It’s about believing in tomorrow. It’s about making sure my daughter grows up knowing that the world did not look away.
Thank you for your kindness, patience, and belief in our humanity. You’ve helped me find my voice—and I will use it to keep hope alive.
🙏 From the Heart: A Quiet Apology
There’s something I need to say—something that’s been on my heart for some time.
When I first began sharing our story, I didn’t know what the right way was. I was scared, grieving, and trying to protect my family in any way I could. I reached out to many people, hoping someone, anyone, would see us. In that process, I now realize I may have overstepped, and I might have made some feel overwhelmed.
If that happened, I am truly sorry.
Please believe me when I say it was never out of disregard or pushiness. It came from a place of fear—fear of being forgotten, fear of not being able to keep my family safe, fear of watching everything I love slip away in silence.
I’m learning as I go. I’ve slowed down. I’m more mindful now, trying to share our journey in a way that feels respectful of the space and hearts of those listening.
If my words ever came at the wrong time, or in the wrong way, I hope you can understand where they came from—and I hope you can forgive me.
Thank you for seeing past my mistakes. Thank you for still being here. It means more than I can ever explain.
Vetted by @gazavetters ( #309 )
With love and endless gratitude, Mosab and family ♥️
