Reposted This Only To Not Take The Advise.

I don't know who to complain to or tell but malariasurveys.org isn't working and I NEEDD it for my research.

one of the biggest things I can advocate for (in academia, but also just in life) is to build credibility with yourself. It’s easy to fall into the habit of thinking of yourself as someone who does things last minute or who struggles to start tasks. people will tell you that you just need to build different habits, but I know for me at least the idea of ‘habit’ is sort of abstract and dehumanizing. Credibility is more like ‘I’ve done this before, so I know I can do it, and more importantly I trust myself to do it’. you set an assignment goal for the day and you meet it, and then you feel stronger setting one the next day. You establish a relationship with yourself that’s built on confidence and trust. That in turn starts to erode the barrier of insecurity and perfectionism and makes it easier to start and finish tasks. reframing the narrative as a process of building credibility makes it easier to celebrate each step and recognize how strong your relationship with yourself can become

Simone Biles is a great athlete, she is so beautiful to watch. I know she is great, everyone does but since I do not understand the scoring system in gymnastics, my love for her is not on par with Shelly Ann Fraser-Pryce.

My God, that is one woman who inspires me a lot! Did it, left, got pregnant, came back, did it again (this time as the fastest woman alive!) I'm so proud of her and I can't wait to watch her for the last time in this year's Olympics. I'm rooting for her with all of my heart. She has motivated me by deciding to push herself to her best and for that, I'm grateful.

My exams are soon and every time my eyes are watering from reading or I drop my book because I do not 'feel' like it. I tell myself that postpartum SAFP prolly didn't feel like practicing too. She prolly just wanted to watch reels for a while and chill but she prolly didn't and so I can watch her and be proud, I can draw strength from her story. A woman whom the world thought it was over for but one who knew she wasn't done and showed the rest of us just how not done she is.

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Pretending i forgot my tumblr existed lol.

Update: the love I held on to, the one where I'd rather type in an obscure corner of my room than express myself too much to, I let it go. I let it go and I am vindictive enough to hope that it hurts them more than it hurts me.

I'm in a new one that I feel will end badly but at least I think I'd be the least hurt.

I see the results from one of my professional exams tomorrow and I can't deal. I've never been this worried. I'm worried for myself, for my parents, for my friends, worried all around.

God please.

You are not overwhelmed, you know where to start, you gain speed, you understand, clarity comes, in bursts, in a flood, you know, direction is available, nothing is too difficult, you have ease, you have rest.

I believe and I know, I do not see results from what I have worked for but from what Christ has worked for. I know, I being in the way, the Lord leads me, now, tomorrow, forever. I am confident, I am not confused, blessed is my knowledge, my memory. I have direction. I read from a place of rest, I do not panic. All of these and more as the Spirit prays for me by the finished work of Christ.

Sighs.

It's okay, I've decided that it's okay for me to like you more than you like me. It's fine. Not really but writing about it and I see it was a stupid idea in the first place, I'm too far gone to come back whole, I have to let you continue to chafe at my obsession with your appropriate level of affection. Maybe I'll get used to the ache, maybe I'll not. 'All I know is, I love you too much to walk away now.' (M n M)

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Don't know when and how it happened but I've slowly come to terms with my adulthood. From a child who didn't want to turn 13 because she was sure that was when adult's problems started to a 19 year old calling herself an ex-child.

I can't relate with most sentiments and call it a journey but there's more to me than there was last year, may be the more isn't admirable even but I'm no longer at odds with the words 'adult'. I accept it, I'm responsible for stuff now, it's on me, most of it is. I won't let that thought weigh me down, it's rather liberating when I think about it. I, not anyone else, get to decide what I can be and when it should happen.

Oh, what wonder, I'm not an empty canvas, neither am I finished. I'm in between an incompleteness and perfection; an incomplete yet perfect being.

In a reading slump, not novels. Obviously. State exams are in 30 days. What am I doing with my life?

Send help.