just to let you all know that from tomorrow onwards i won’t be nearly as active in my posting as i have been :[
my break is over and i have like 4 weeks until the end of the school year, which then means i have to spend basically every day revising (which i should have been doing instead of drawing pizza tower yaoi) for my exams which are the end of may and start of june.
live laugh love a levels am i right 🫶🫶🫶
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googling "how to score well in uni" when what I actually mean is "how to maintain a constant stream of motivation and consistency to get work done so that I don't get overwhelmed and burnt out and completely unproductive halfway through"
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Lmaoooo listen I bought dungeon draft a while back and decided this week I would just try out some new Crosshead world map assets to see how they were and started up doing Exandria, for science.
It was supposed to be a test, something I didn't need to do at all just to see.
It's been over 30 hours and still going.
There is 0 text on this map for places at all. It's purely just imagery and has moved into photoshop for neatening up and I've started god damn doodling extras on it.
So yeah, I've not yet finished. At this point I don't want to stop lmao, I've put too much effort into it and Yet I have 0 use for it. None.
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teehee snippet time
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Later, they check in on Jamie, but the kid is fast asleep. Ted hovers in the doorway while Roy goes to check on his leg, change the bandages to clean ones.
“He won’t be upset if he wakes up to you doing that?” Ted asks. If his memory serves him well, Jamie’s not a big fan of being touched without permission.
“It’s fine if it’s me,” Roy says. “Trust me.”
Ted remembers back at the lake, when he’d seen Jamie and Roy made eye contact, and some understanding passed between them, soaring right over Ted’s head as he glanced between them blankly.
He’s been feeling that a lot this summer, actually, Jamie and Roy communicating on a wavelength he can’t figure out how to read. They talk without speaking, now, and it leaves Ted out of the loop half the time.
“You two are a lot closer now,” Ted says as Roy works. “I can tell.”
Roy huffs out a little breath. “Yeah, well.” He shrugs. “A lot can happen in a year.”
A beat of silence. The ceiling fan drones faintly.
Roy looks back up at Ted. “A lot has happened this year.”
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real annoyed by the attitude of "this clinical terminology sucks because i misinterpreted what it meant without looking into how it is defined in clinical literature and assumed i could just apply my colloquial understanding of the word and/or pop psych ideas to come up with my own definition for the term, they should have called it something else"
like have you tried maybe doing even a little bit of reading into the topic before revealing that you are talking out of your own ass. perhaps.
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