Here is a masterpost of MOOCs (massive open online courses) that are available, archived, or starting soon. I think they will help those that like to learn with a teacher or with videos. You can always check the audit course or no certificate option so that you can learn for free.
I think a lot of people (including me) feel exhausted when they hit their 20s is because we’ve been going for so long. We’ve probably been in school since we were five, and so that’s 15 years of escalating pressure to do better, behave well, make the grade, take the test, get a job, do extracurriculars, get accolades for your college application, choose what college you want to attend and what for. All while dealing with imperfect families, probably financial problems, and finding out who you are. And then we hit college. Or we take a gap year. And we get a taste of freedom, maybe a little celebration for our 18th birthday and graduation. We taste what adulthood has to offer - and then are immediately dropped into reading 120 pages a week, doing research projects, pressured to fulfill the “best years of your life,” work to pay loans, and making peace with the fact that either you’re in debt for most of the rest of your life, or you’re working through the financial repercussions that draining your college fund implies - if your parents were even stable enough to gather one. Not to mention chronic illness through all of this - physical and mental. Not to mention the pressure to move out, to have done somethingmeaningful for the world by the time you graduate. And then? We’re faced with a lifetime of work. And then? Now? The pandemic.
dramione fanfiction as netflix tv shows [3/?]: MeasureofaMan by @inadaze22 (ao3)
If someone had told Hermione seven years ago that she would be an ex-employee of the Ministry, she would have laughed in their face and deemed them mad before running off to her next meeting. Had another person told her that she’d have an extensive vegetable patch with chickens and live with no neighbors for kilometres… she would have argued with them that she would never ever leave her central London flat.
But she had and here she was.
Life had a way of adjusting her priorities while simultaneously crumbling all of her expectations about how her plans would turn out until it was nothing but dust. Ash.
It had been hard to see initially, but now she knew of the beauty in the breakdown. The joy found in discovering her true self and restoring her strength, courage, and determination. It had been necessary, but Hermione had cleared away the rot and negative decay of her old life in order to create the space needed for new growth.
advertising in general does not encourage me to buy anything they’re trying to sell but youtube ads specifically go one step further and awaken in me a desire for incredible and bloody violence
spotify ads too actually
if you interrupt my tunes you have my attention but in the same way as a hiker disturbing a sleeping wild bear
Wanna know what I love the most about my ships? The fickers, and the illustrators.
OMG, the fan fiction writers deserves this HUGE THANK YOU, it’s beautiful to find all those stories, all those ways of fall in love, all those marvelous written adventures, of our ships. Seriously, you deserve the world. Thank you for letting us live our ships ❤
And to those amazing people who bring our ships to visual with they art THANK YOU, you are so talented and we are all so grateful that you decided to share your gift with us. 😍
these 2 kids were having a goofy fart discussion & becoming increasingly silly about it & finally the teacher snapped & said in this super stern grouchy voice “Thats Enough. Everyone Farts. At Least Thirteen Times A Day.” & i honest to god thought the one kid was crying at first bc he was head on the desk, fists clenched, no sound even coming out laughing so hard. i was like boss thats the funniest possible way you couldve tried to end that
So I work at a video game store in a mall and across the hall from us is this really nice suit shop. One day one of the guys came in an asked if they could use our microwave (the store they used to go to closed down) and we bargined for use of their bathroom in return since the mall bathrooms are like a 5 min trek.
So for like three months now we just have these men in really nice suits come in and talk while using our microwave and teach them about nerdy shit? Then I, the goblin king in various shitty tee shirts and paint stained pants, walk into their super expensive store and just get greeted with “Yo dude what’s good?” and talk about the pains of steaming silken dress shirts properly and it’s my favorite business interaction every day
A new jewelry store opened up right next to our store and when I used the bathroom today we were talking about it. I hate it on principle (they flooded our systems closet during building) and immediately both Suit Guys™ working went on mini rants. “Their suits are baggy as hell, I wouldn’t trust them to sell me a $9,000 ring when they can’t get a fitted jacket. They look so unprofessional, ” and “I saw one of the dude’s wearing a teal shirt. It’s fall, and you go with teal? At least get a color to match your store if you’re gonna ignore the seasons like that, Christ, but teal is awful.”
I feel the need to add a story to this? My co-worker brought his longboard to work, and one of the suit guys reminisced on how he used to ride pretty often. So Co-Worker and I were like, “Dude, go give it a spin, who cares, this mall is huge.” He was nervous about it because there are mall cops on segways everywhere (with helmets, like bruh, full on Paul Blart) and he was worried he was gonna get caught, and eventually we made a bet that he could ride down to Macy’s and back (it’s like a straight shot). So dead ass, this man hung up his jacket, took a running start, and zipped down the hallway with his tie in the breeze.
He evaded the mall cops and claimed that was, “One of the biggest rushes he’s ever felt.”