#rantblr

[limacerie]

can we GENUINELY stop with the argument that cyberbulling doesn't exist because the victim could just block them???? oh yes, i totally forgot that if i would get cyberbullied and blocked my abuser the damage they did to me would disappear immediately!! i totally forgot about that silly me...

[jay-vampz]

DAZAIS ABILITY IS ONLY A FRAGMENT!!

Okay, STOP everything. I need to talk about Dazai and his ability No Longer Human because nobody is realizing how insane this is. This is not some cute nullifier thing. This is singularity-level potential. Black hole energy wrapped in a human body and nobody is flinching.

Think about it. Dazai doesn’t just cancel abilities in the moment. He could literally erase someone’s ability forever if he ever experiences a raw ability burst. A real, uncontrolled, primal output. He doesn’t just stop it, he consumes it. He nullifies it at the core. That means he could steal it or destroy it completely. Gone. Nonexistent. Like it never existed in the universe. That is terrifying. That is cosmic-level chaos walking around in a trench coat.

And it doesn’t stop there. Imagine a group of ability users, one raw, uncontrolled fight, and Dazai is just there. His presence alone could create a singularity. A literal collapse of powers. Abilities sucked into nothing, like the laws of the universe themselves are bending around him. He doesn’t have to touch anyone. He just exists. He is the anti-energy, the erasure field, the void in the middle of a storm of powers.

And what if he ever realized this? What if he triggered it intentionally? The implications are insane. He could absorb abilities, erase them permanently, make the strongest ability user in the world just nothing. And he’s smiling and indifferent the entire time. Casual annihilation. Cosmic chaos dressed like a suicidal ex-Mafia guy with bandages.

The scary part isn’t just that he can nullify abilities. It’s that he could reshape the whole balance of ability users if he ever fully reacted to raw ability energy. He’s a singularity waiting to happen. One moment of intense raw ability, one flash of realization from Dazai, and boom. The rules of the world bend. Powers disappear. Reality tilts. And he doesn’t even have to try. He’s a walking endgame, a black hole in human form, and somehow everyone treats him like a brooding anti-hero.

Dazai is broken. His ability is broken. Nobody understands the scale of what he could actually do. This is not canceling powers. This is erasing them from existence. Singularity-level nullification. Terrifying and brilliant and nobody is safe.

[justlifewelle]

Where did my Villain Plot started? Uh, Uni.

There are days when I seriously ask myself, why do people romanticize university life? Why do they say it’s “the best years of your life”? Because from where I’m standing or, limping, actually it feels more like an endless test of patience, sleep, and sanity.

Everyone keeps saying, “You’ll learn to socialize in college!” Oh, really? Because every time I’m forced to socialize, I feel my social battery implode faster than my GPA during finals week.

University is supposed to be this magical setting where you “build connections,” “make lifelong friends,” and “grow as a person.” But more often than not, it’s just a chaotic simulation of adult life where you’re yelled at by professors, ignored by classmates, and belittled by people your age who somehow think they’re better than you because they finished one group task faster.

And don’t even get me started on group work. Whoever invented the phrase “teamwork makes the dream work” clearly never did a nursing group project at 2 a.m. with people who vanish mid-task. Because teamwork doesn’t make the dream work — it makes you do everyone else’s work and still get scolded like it’s your fault.

🚑 The MCL Incident

Exactly a month ago, as I’m writing this magnificent spiral of thought, my MCL got torn and my university ID got lost. In one single day.

Apparently, someone in my group who may or may not have had unresolved rage toward me “accidentally” hit my knee. And that was that. Boom. Pain. Limping. Crutches. Goodbye, mobility.

And the worst part? Everyone suddenly acted like we were in some medical drama. “Oh my gosh, are you okay?” “That’s so unfortunate!” “We’re praying for your recovery!”

Meanwhile, I was lying through my teeth, smiling and saying,

“It was worth it.”

No. It wasn’t.

It was the worst university experience I’ve ever had. The most useless injury, from the most useless event, wrapped in that classic “It builds character!” justification adults, or rather, Clinical Instructors, love to say whenever something goes wrong.

You know what would really build character?

Letting me rest. Letting me breathe. Letting me learn without all this extra noise.

🎭 The So-Called “Tradition”

And then there’s our Founder’s Week performance: the cursed cherry on top, and no, sorry not sorry for giving it the title it deserves. Our PE instructor had the audacity to call it an “important tradition.”

Sure, I love tradition but not the kind that eats up my schedule, invades my already thin patience, and forces me to dance when I can barely function as a human being.

Why are nursing students expected to perform like theatre majors when we barely have time to memorize anatomy? If you want us to stop being “lazy,” maybe stop dragging us into these “bonding activities” that do nothing but add more stress.

Because, truly, nothing screams academic excellence like a bunch of exhausted nursing students dancing under the sun, pretending to smile while silently calculating how many hours of sleep they’re losing.

And the irony? The same people who yell “You should be grateful for this opportunity!” are the ones who would never survive a day in our shoes. Especially that PE instructor who, let’s be honest, looked like she couldn’t last a full minute in her own class.

💀 The Anxiety Loop

You’d think Founder’s Week or Nurses’ Day would be for us — that we’d get to relax, explore the campus, maybe sit under a tree and contemplate life.

But no. Instead, we get handed a schedule, some vague rubrics, and a “Good luck, do your best!” pep talk that feels more like a curse than encouragement.

So now, my brain is a constant swirl of deadlines, performances, surprise tasks, and that dreaded phrase:

“Okay class, announcement later.”

Every time I hear that, my soul leaves my body.

I’ve reached a point where my anxiety has become so routine that procrastination feels safer than starting early. I wait until the last minute not because I’m lazy, but because my body refuses to enter “study mode” when there’s always something chaotic lurking around the corner.

University was supposed to make me a better communicator, a better leader, a better nurse. But sometimes it just makes me tired. Tired in ways sleep can’t fix.

🩹 What I Really Want

I don’t need “team-building activities” or “character-shaping performances.”

I just want to study. To learn in peace. To become good at what I’m actually here for: getting that damned (or not so damned) nursing degree.

If universities removed all these pointless “minor subjects” and events designed to “foster growth,” nursing could be finished in three years — or four, at most — with every hour spent on what actually matters: the science and art of care.

Instead, we’re juggling unnecessary stress disguised as opportunity, anxiety disguised as excitement, and exhaustion disguised as “the university experience.”

So no, I don’t find joy in every event. No, I don’t get thrilled when they say “it’s mandatory.” And no, I don’t think dancing under fluorescent lights makes me a better nurse.

I think it just makes me human — one who’s trying to survive a system that calls burnout “bonding.”

💬 A Little Note to My Fellow Students

If you’ve ever sat in a hallway with your lunch getting cold because you didn’t have time to eat.

If you’ve ever smiled through a panic attack because someone said “be grateful”.

If you’ve ever wondered why every fun event feels like a punishment disguised as “school spirit”.

Then I really hope that you relate in this rant-ish blog of mine and let's be real, its wouldn't be the last one. Nope, I'm still in my first year and we have THREE MORE YEARS TO GO🔥!

We’re tired, but we’re still showing up. We’re limping, but still laughing about it. We’re anxious, but still doing our best.

University isn’t shaping us into better people. We’re shaping ourselves quietly, stubbornly, in between the chaos.

And honestly? That’s enough. 💌

[iveeaten3humanorganz]

Trying to become gentle after years and years of being taught that wasn’t what I was, is like ripping out teeth.

But I know it’s still in me, because I still have an urge to be held and to hold.

It’ll just take some time to adjust to it all.

And the best thing I can do is afford myself some time to practice.

[yourcoolgirls-blog]

To be completely honest, I kinda want the 7d fandom to come back I really liked the show a lot,it’s too sad that they had to actually cancel it and only had like four seasons. I kind of missed when the people used to hype about the characters WHERE ARE YOU 7D FANS. i’m kinda hoping that the fandom isn’t dead

[aledollf4ce]

Just found out this isn’t called my "idgaf" era and it’s actually called clinical depression

[evs-life]

annoying morning started when mother looked at my phone playing yt while we were eating and said smtn along the lines of "u start learning for ur exam yk" which is btw 2 months away

i hummed yeah, then she went on a tangent abt how important these last two years are as if i didnt know and then that i should focus more on school and stuff (i already feel burnt out and all i end up doing is doomscrolling)

father pitched in to ask whether i see myself being a waiter or cashier or office job whihc i obv dont, but its so obv he doesnt see any potential bcs he kept implying that ill have no choice but to end up doing that anyway

mother kept mentioning friends who didnt do abi and wahtever and what a waste it is that one friend did do abi but with bad grades so he cant get ausbildung and stuff

she told me about how her dream off becoming a jounralist is a "could have been" and shell never eb able to anymore

i jsut kept nodding and hummnig and like when im being told i dont do enouhg when im already not doing anything for myself atp it kinda sucks and like,,,, they said smtn about being good in abi to keep my options open and all

i think what irritates me the most is the way they said everything as if i didnt know these would be the most important years of my education and how father doesnt even believe ill manage and then also tried to say "just lessen the other stuff youre doing" when im not even donig it like twice a week and like

[alesseur]

NOT FANDOM RELATED !!

(small disclaimer: when I say A.I, I mean the generative stuff not those cool cafe robots)

I saw someone on YouTube say that A.I can be used for good things; writing captions, video ideas, and hashtags.

HOW LAZY (and unoriginal) do you have to be that you resort to using artificial intelligence to write CAPTIONS and generate HASHTAGS for you.

We have been introduced to a whole new time in our lives in which most people cannot create their own captions, brainstorm on their own and have original & creative ideas without having to use A.I, also the person who made that claim added in that it wouldn't replace our creativity, I think she's glossing over the fact that it is STARTING to.