#tikpssh

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Hi, it us @fairiesandgypsies (lol wow @ tagging)

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Things I've learnt (my studying style) 1) Take your time to digest your notes slowly, rather than rush through making them to move on to tutorials. 2) Include examples in your notes so you can refer to them easily when remembering how to answer a type of question. 3) Prepare two kinds of notes. The first should be in depth and encompassing. The second should be prepared once you have better knowledge of the subject, with simpler bits of info that you know are the most important ones. Try to compress them into, maybe, 2-3 pages a chapter. 4) Write clearly and slowly so you can actually read them later. 5) Save ALL your work - you will also learn from the mistakes that you make when answering questions. 6) Identify problematic areas to focus on. If you can't answer these alone, at least you'll know what to discuss with friends or lecturers. 7) Label your pages and use simple colour combinations. Too many colours will distract you from the actual information. Good luck to everyone prepping ♥️

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Do you know, that you mean so much to me

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When you find the lipstick shade you like

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Went into the lift with my mum. Dangerous. No proper flooring. Could fall out any time. Going up and the lift stopped. And then the lift fell, and fell, we were flying, I was screaming, scared we were going to die. Reception of my apartment. Saw people who I tried to talk to, was ignored & could tell they were trying to give my the cold shoulder. So I tried going outside. Walked on the street. Suddenly heard two scary, huge 'people' hitting drums slowly and spitting on the ground. Tried to walk around them but could see their eyes trail me. I tried to jump away, they grabbed me by my pants, in slow motion I started yelling Al fatihah and braced myself to punch the creature. I was lying in bed. Confused. Heard knocks. Shuffling. Footsteps. Someone is shushing me and caressing my hair, my face, my arms. My mother. She is telling me to get out of my room. Right. NOW. I am scared. I try to move. I shake myself. I wake. I am alone. In the same position when my mother was there, but was not. It is quiet. I am scared to go back to sleep.

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My lilies are blooming!