Amphibious seep, gpa, dukw for sale | | Turning 24 and Seeking Guidance for Self-Improvement

I’m turning 24 this week, but I feel like my life is pretty messed up right now. I took six years to graduate from university, and I just completed my degree this semester. Initially, I was a health science major, but severe mental health issues forced me to drop out. I ended up getting a degree in philosophy with a 2.2 GPA, which I know isn’t very useful, but it’s all I could manage with my mental health struggles.
During university, I did some part-time jobs in sales and customer service. With that experience, I’m applying for sales jobs, but despite a few interviews, I haven’t had any luck yet. On top of that, I barely have any friends or social life. I have a stammer which makes daily interactions, work, and social situations really tough. Right now, I’m working part-time in a grocery store and my parents are supporting me financially.
To give a bit more background, I have childhood trauma from being bullied for my stammer and from being sexually assaulted. Even my parents mocked me for my stammer, and I worry that people see me as weak because of it (although no one has mocked me in the last few years). I’ve been diagnosed with Borderline Personality Disorder (BPD), ADHD and depression, which makes life extremely challenging.
Physically, I’m skinny fat and I’m trying to lose weight and build muscle, as well as eat healthier. Financially, I’m broke with only $500 to my name.
When it comes to self-improvement, I want to turn my life around but I’m not sure where to start. Here are some areas I’m considering focusing on:

1. Working on my stammer - Breathing techniques, trying to speak slower, reading loudly, etc 2. Coping with BPD, ADHD and depression - Though I can’t afford therapy right now, I plan to look into it later. For now, I’m focusing on self-help resources and coping strategies. 3. Improving social skills - Making friends, socializing more, networking, joining groups or clubs and building a supportive and positive friend circle 4. Physical fitness - Continue lifting weights (I go to the gym 3 days a week), and start eating healthier. 5. Learning new skills - Swimming, dancing, negotiating, communication skills, a new language like Spanish or French and possibly a martial art to feel more confident

What should I focus on first? What would be a good game plan to turn my life around? Do you have any other ideas? I would appreciate any suggestions or advice from those who have been through similar struggles.

Hello, I’m 24M and I recently got laid off because my industry is in a rough spot, and I’m trying to make a transition to a new line of work out of apprehension for the future. I’m honestly just looking for ideas of things to look into; ideally things that would pay well given my experience and degree and have some level of stability.
Here’s some background:
-I graduated in 2022 with a competitive GPA and a BS in Biology.
-I was pressured by family to pursue medicine despite having zero interest in it, and I instead found a job in the entertainment industry working on TV shows and movies right after graduation. It payed well, had union benefits, and honestly I’d do it for the rest of my life if possible.
-Hollywood right now has still not completely recovered from the strikes of last year, and the instability is showing now more than ever. My current career is contract based, so once your end date pops up, you’re out of a job until your connections find you a new one.
The instability has been a big sticking point for me despite how much I love doing this. I still have hope that I can continue working in entertainment, but I want to be prepared should I have to switch to something else.
Could I maybe do something like consulting or sales, leveraging my entertainment industry experience? Or get a job using my biology degree to do something other than research or lab work? Any ideas help, I’m open to most things—I’d just rather not go to medical school or become a nurse since I learned in college that that’s not something I want to pursue. Just want to see what other people might do if they were in my shoes. Thanks!

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Graduated in 2019 from PSU with a degree in Petroleum Engineering, minor in Energy Business and Finance had a shitty gpa (less than 2.5) and struggled out of the gate to land interviews/jobs
Interviewed at Glencore, made it to the 3rd round of the graduate trainee interview process and didn’t get the job.
From 2020, up until now, I’ve worked a myriad of jobs : commodities brokerage, got into music by managing artists (really fun), and sort of help my family’s physical commodities business (sesame seeds, soybeans out of Nigeria for the most part)
FF 2024 I’m interested in getting back into commodities but not sure how to go about it, are there possibly sales/business development roles or do traders do most of the business development themselves?

Demographics: Asian male, Competitive public high school, Michigan, not needing aid
Intended Majors: CS, CS+Advertising(UIUC)
SAT: 1550(780 M, 770 RW)
GPA: 3.88 UW
Coursework: 11 APS, 3 Honors, 2 Duel enrollment, 2 Ib
Awards:

AP Scholar
MHSAA scholar athlete 3x
Quizbowl 2x regional champion, Top 5 at states, national qualifier, top 100 performer in Michigan
Consistent top finisher in several competitive coding websites
Host state qualifier, regional finalist

Extracurriculars(not ranked in a particular order):

Quizbowl: Varsity captain(11,12), JV captain(10), Novice captain(9), OfficePresident(11/12). Created a application that maximizes our studying and practicing efficiency.
Swim: Competitive swimming for 8 years. JV(9,10) Varsity(11,12)
Recreation Club: Co-foundePresident(10,11,12)
Mental Health Club: Officer
Sales associate: highest rated employee for 20 weeks in a row

CS ECS:

CS personal Projects: created websites that have been used over 100,000 times.
Created an AI that judges Advertisements and gives responses based on 200,000+ ads.
Freelance: creates websites and advertisements for companies
Social media: have a social media account where I post videos about competitive coding as well as giving tips and tricks on how to get better. 20,000 followers and 500,000+ views
Competitive Coding/ learning different coding languages: compete in a ton of coding competitions online as well as having self taught 4 coding languages at a proficient level.

Essays/LOother:

LOR from AP CSA teacher 10/10
LOR from boss at job 10/10
LOR from counselor ?/10

Essays should be pretty good, I would consider myself as an above average writer.
Schools:
EA: UIUC(CS+advertising), Northeastern, USC, Georgia tech, Umich(in-state), UW-madison, UM-collegepark, Purdue, MSU(in-state)
Other: I am personally just scared about the fact that I'm only taking AP Calc AB as a senior, which I personally believe to be a little below average for someone pursuing a stem major. But I will have taken 3 CS college courses by the time I have graduated.

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(This List only contain items above $100 I have a lot more items in my inventory, check that out on my profile)
This list is not always up to date there is more unlisted items in my inventory! feel free to add me to discuss offers. The fastest way to get a response is to send me a direct trade offer through my trade link.
Tips to communicate with me: be informative on what you're interested in and if you wish to buy with cash/crypto or trade.
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Hey everyone,
I'm using a throwaway because my main account is easily identifiable. I know I should seek therapy, but after a bad experience where my therapist shared private information with my narcissistic family, I'm struggling to trust again.
I've always had issues with school. I was diagnosed with ADHD in high school and managed to get by without doing much work. Even though my family paid for me to attend a top high school, I ended up being expelled. College brought even more challenges; I struggled with anxiety and depression, leading to me withdrawing from classes and eventually dropping out with a dismal GPA.
After leaving college, I worked for my family's business but faced criticism from my dad for various reasons, including my sleep issues and video game addiction. Despite putting effort in, I felt undervalued. Over time, I managed to land a decent sales job and increased my income significantly, but I've always felt like I'm just barely getting by and never meeting sales expectations.
Fast forward to now, I'm in a high-paying job but feel like I'm faking it. Honestly I am. My career path up until this point has been paved with last minute lucky jumps to new companies when the walls were closing in on me. My wife, who has a background in diagnosing mental disorders, helped me realize the impact of my family's behavior on my mental health. I've been on SSRI's to manage anxiety but never addressed the underlying issues.
I'm not sure if I should continue down this path or pursue therapy and possibly go back to school. Leaving a 200k/year job feels daunting, but I know I need help. Any advice or insights would be appreciated.
I’m sorry for the vagueness here. I’m terrified my family will see this. I am almost 30 for context.
I wish that I could find a high paying job that uses my skills, whatever those are… I seem to be very good at selling myself to companies. I talk a good talk. The problem is, I can’t back it up with actual sales and the walls start to close in at every company. Each time I’ve been able to talk myself into a better offer at a different company, but my resume is starting to raise questions and this can’t go on forever. I’m very good at building quick relationships with people and basically being the office entertainment. If there were a role that paid over 200k to wine and dine clients and build those personal relationships I’d kill it.
To clarify, I’m very good at the selling/talking part of sales, i’m just really bad/lazy when it comes to the work/paperwork part.
Hopefully this makes some sort of sense. Thank you for reading, I’ll clarify as much as I can in the comments.

A bit of career history to set the stage: I completed my undergrad in Spring 2019 at a highly ranked public school in California. I was a great student through high school but got middle-of-the-road grades in college, graduating with a 3.07 GPA in Cognitive Science. Right after grad, I started my career at a well known tech company in silicon valley doing tech sales (SDR first, AE after).
I did pretty well through 2020, 2021, and most of 2022, never a top rep, but always in the top half. With tech slowing down in 2023 and through 2024, this job has become a GRIND and my performance has been... unremarkable. It used to be an awesome gig where there were highs and lows, but you own your own day and autonomy as long as you hit your goals. After losing motivation at my last company, I decided to take an offer at another tech company in a slightly different space. I'm ~7 months in and I like the conversations I'm having, the product, my team, and the leadership. Only problem is, I'm having a very hard time seeing how I'll be able to achieve quota when I am done with my ramp period.
There's more to it, but for brevity's sake, I'll leave it at this. My mental health is suffering in this job. In sales, your value is your number, no matter what people say. There are certain things you can control like how many calls you make, emails you send, etc. but at the end of the day, you are measured against your quota. I have a very hard time being happy with what I'm doing because if I can't perform and miss my quota for a few months, I could easily get canned. If I'm being honest, I'm not sure I'm cut out for sales in the long haul. I love working with people, but I'm naturally not confrontational and the job requires a lot of that.
So... should I suck it up, stop whining, and try to make it work in tech sales until the economy turns, or consider applying to grad school (GPA isn't great, so not even sure how viable this is)? I've thought about applying to MBA programs, masters degrees in either Cognitive Science or Data Science, or even law school. FWIW, I'm 27, will be 28 in the fall. Would love to get some opinions!

I've been on the job search for six months. I've got another few months to go before graduating with my Bachelor of Science in Health Service Administration. I also am interning soon.
I'm honestly feeling super discouraged. I put in 250 applications for an internship and got two interviews. I got a lot of push back from one, not because they didn't think I was a good candidate but because the commute is a bitch from where I am.
I've now put in over 200 applications for entry level positions that I'm qualified for. I have previous experience as a GM and so far I've gotten one single interview and it was for a MLM commission only sales job. Plus it's selling Health Insurance through United and i ethically can't support that company after what they did to me.
So what can I do? I have my Scientific Workforce Prep certifications, and easily can go get a degree in laboratory science.
Now one thing to understand is that Florida is in a recession right now. There's few jobs and those in my fiels require masters degree or a RN degree. I tried to go to nursing school but couldn't get in with a 3.9 GPA.
What do I do. I've had professionals look over my resume and cover letters and they all say they look good.

I'm pretty sure I'm going to be dead in the next 24 hours.
Whether that's the Costella family, or whatever this is, I'm not sure.
The police are taking forever, and part of me knows they're either refusing to believe me, or RC got them too.
I'm holed up on our school bus, so I've got nothing better to do.
I want to tell you about my team.
We met in our sophomore year.
Strangers standing outside the club room.
Levi was the freckled brunette who wouldn't stop talking about Game of Thrones.
Sunny, a pretty redhead, told him to shut up.
Tom, a sandy blonde, nodding his head to music corked in his ears.
I just wanted to be part of a club, and get away from my overbearing mother.
I won't say it was a perfect start. Our school was lacking in funding, so anyone could join, which made us more of a Quiz Club. I had some serious anxiety, so I stayed on the sidelines for a while, watching, rather than taking part.
It's not like we actually talked to each other initially. The first few weeks, we played Jeopardy, and attempted to find more members to cement us as an official Academic Decathlon club.
Unfortunately, though, it was just the four of us.
Which made it extremely hard for us to be taken seriously.
According to Google, Academic Decathlon teams were made up of nine members, placed by their GPA.
Our principal laughed at us, but he did let us become official.
Which was out of pity, I assumed.
The club was assembled, and we started meeting up after school.
Sort of.
Sunny barely showed up, and Levi didn't take anything seriously, preferring to spend the time telling us about his weird family turf-war.
Our principal dumped us in a tiny classroom with a resident rat living under the floorboards.
There was barely enough room to move, and the four of us crammed together for three hours was less than appealing.
Still, though, I wanted to be part of a club.
I had grown up with parents who were obsessed with board games, so I was pretty good at general knowledge questions. Our club room was too small for anything else but three desks (Sunny and I shared one) and a whiteboard we had to shove through the door.
But, again, we didn't start as an Academic club.
It was more akin to Story Time Club.
Arriving late on my third day, armed with quiz cards from home, I found Tom and Sunny completely mesmerised by Levi’s storytelling skills, drowned in shadow.
They didn't even turn the lights on.
I strictly remember squeezing next to Sunny, and hearing the words, “But there was so much blood all over the floor, and my Mom told me to go upstairs and hide under the bed…”
Sitting in front of them was Levi, perched on a desk, his legs swinging, a whiteboard marker between his teeth.
Sometimes he'd get up, and illustrate parts of his story.
It sucked that his drawings were all stick people.
I won't go into full details of his life, but Levi grew up as part of a family who had… interesting methods of making a living. I had seen the guy’s father multiple times when we hung out at his place, and, yeah, my friend’s family definitely had Soprano vibes.
Levi’s Draw My Life was nothing to do with the club, but it did bring us closer.
Even if, at that point, I was considering leaving.
But it's not like it was easy to walk away from these guys. It's like finding your soulmates. Levi wasn't the only one with an interesting life. Sunny Lang was an ex kpop trainee, who was kicked out for being too fat, which led her to develop a severe eating disorder, and a hatred for her own body.
Sunny explained her family were originally from Boston, her mother growing up in Korea.
She signed up for an idol agency focusing on creating a new girl group, and had gotten all the way to the final stages, before being kicked for her weight. Sunny told us her story with a smile, though there was a hollowness in her eyes I couldn't ignore. The other girls were judgemental bullies, and the idol diet and brutal regime almost killed her.
Sunny lived in a tiny apartment with 9 girls, who would tear each other apart for a chance to debut. Sunny said all the other girls debuted, and when we (not so patiently) asked for names, she shrugged, admitting she signed an NDA that prevented her spilling the beans.
What she did say, was the K-pop idol is a product, not a person– and are made and moulded into a product.
She had zero interest in throwing her humanity away to become a manufactured doll.
So, one of us was the son of an underground family, and the other was an ex idol.
Tom was an aspiring horror writer with a famous older step-brother.
His story times were usually, That one time I went to the Met Gala.
When it was my turn to reveal my story, I told them the only interesting thing about me.
I could smell when something bad was going to happen.
They laughed, but I was being serious.
When I was a kid, I smelled my mother’s brain tumor.
I remember it smelled like curdled milk.
I asked Mom why her head smelled of mouldy milk, and Mom laughed and said it was her shampoo.
It was actually a grade two tumor growing inside her brain.
Thankfully, the tumour was found quickly and removed.
Growing older, I became sensitive to smell. The little girl choking on the bus smelled of singed wood, and the old man crossing the road stunk of gasoline.
In the fourth grade, my classmate Alex Castor smelled of lemons all morning.
I sat behind him, choking on the stink all the way through class.
Ever since I met him, Alex had always smelled… off.
It was a distinct smell I could never understand, and as the days and months and years went by, that smell morphed into a subtle orangey musk that was so strong I had to cover my mouth and nose. Then, he smelled like lemons.
During Recess, I watched Alex fall off of the jungle gym, straight onto his head.
Alex Castor was dead before the paramedics arrived, my panicked teacher attempting CPR when his brains were leaking out of his ears.
The school claimed it was an accident, but Alex would have been fine if the jungle gym wasn't built on solid concrete.
I told my team members this, and Levi was sceptical.
“You can smell bad things?” He said, his lips curved around his milkshake straw. In the early days, we hung out in the local bar. It's not like we were allowed inside, but Levi could get us in anywhere.
I was squeezed between Tom and Sunny, while Levi took the seat opposite us. I couldn't help noticing our waitress was insisting on free milkshake refills, her frantic eyes glued to Levi.
I had zero idea why. Levi Costella was about as intimidating as a fruit fly.
Wearing a white shirt with a popped collar, a leather jacket thrown over the top, Levi was giving rebellious Harvard student, rather than son of a crime family.
Leaning forward, he raised a brow, clearly not believing me.
“So, you're like a stink psychic?”
I shrugged, sipping my own shake.
“Sure.”
I wasn't planning on telling him the club room smelled off on our first day.
Once we actually started the club, Levi surprised us as the smartest member, and getting to know him further, I came to the realization his family were infamous in our town.
However, his parents hid it well. Lucy and Michael Costella were the owners of a popular ramen store in our town, hiding under the facade of two successful business owners. The Costella’s were an attractive family.
Lucy was a sophisticated brunette with a lipstick smile, Michael, a handsome fluffy haired man who looked like he modelled glasses.
The two were fiercely protective over their youngest son, not so casually reminding us behind grinning smiles, that if anything happened to Levi, we would automatically be involved in the family.
I mean, they did laugh and say, “We’re joking! Look at your little faces!” when Sunny went deathly pale. But there was definitely truth behind their words.
Being Levi’s friend was… challenging at first.
Tom and I were in his room studying for finals, and an alarm went off, flooding Levi’s room in red light.
I had zero idea where it was coming from, but it locked all the doors and windows, forcing the Costella residence into temporary lockdown. Levi didn't seem fazed, casually mentioning his parents were taking care of it.
He had a whiteboard set up in his room, and was standing in front of it, cramming all of our textbook notes into one easily digestible drawing.
Levi wasn't just smart.
He was Ivy League smart, so we had struck gold with him.
His family were questionable, and yes, sometimes I did fear for my life, but as the more time we spent at his house, the Costella household became a second home. We got used to the alarms.
I just brought along ear plugs.
I wish I was writing this post about Levi’s family, and sure, they are a factor in what is going on right now, but I want to preface this by saying the events below involve the 2024 scholastic decathlon final in our town with the school’s listed:
Starbrook High School.
Ratcliffe High School.
Please note, the incident that took place last night was immediately covered up, and all phone footage was destroyed. Our town is mostly out of the way, and does not show up on Google searches.
We also have our own version of the academic decathlon, which is a more town-level competition, due to lacking funds. The four of us were desperate to start competing with our schools.
So, we started taking things a little more seriously.
We got a coach.
Mr Hanes, who was hesitant at first.
In his words, “You will hate me as your coach.”
He started by recruiting more members, announcing, “If you want to be taken seriously as an actual club, then I'll be taking the reins from now on.”
He did, and with our teachers guidance (and sometimes brutal honesty), we reached a level where we could start competing with other school’s in town. Now, none of us knew this, but Mr Hanes was obsessed with winning.
So, club meetings were twisted into two hour study sessions with no talking, followed by Mr Hanes Jeaprody, which was Jeaprody, without the actual fun.
We were quizzed multiple times, answer cards and practise questions quite literally thrown directly in our faces.
I hate to admit this (I really hate to admit this) but Mr Hanes’s tactics worked. Sure, we had been mildly brainwashed by our slightly unhinged coach, but with Levi Costella, we destroyed our competitors. Like I said, our town held their own version of the academic scholastic decathlon, but it was pretty much the same, with some changes.
Ten subjects. Language and Literature, Math, Social Science, Economics, Art, Music, Interview, Speech, and Essay.
Unlike the official Decathlon, ours was more like a game show, with the ability to be knocked out if a team member answers a question wrong. Whoever answers the most questions correctly wins. Team meet ups were either tests, study sessions, or quizzing each other.
Which leads me to last night.
The finals were held in the reigning champions, Ratcliffe High School’s, auditorium.
And we were about to win our town’s Scholastic Decathlon 2024 Championships.
Well…I was knocked out in the music section. Standing next to my coach who I was sure was going to asphyxiate from excitement, I could smell the sudden potent stink of lemon. I tried to ignore it at first, but the more questions my team were answering correctly, the smell got worse, suffocating my senses.
This wasn't just lemon. The stink was like a burning, singing smell trickling into my nose and the back of my throat.
It was stronger than what Alex smelled like.
This was suffocating, drowning my thoughts.
“Are you okay, Cassandra?”
Mr Hanes nudged me when a Ratcliffe girl was struggling to answer a question, only for Sunny to jump in with the answer. “You look quite pale.”
I nodded, forcing a smile.
My gaze was on the Ratcliffe coach, a scary looking blonde woman, whispering in one of her student’s ears.
The Ratcliffe kid freaked me out. He was way too tall, dark blonde hair, and bulging eyes I swear were not blinking.
His gaze was glued to Levi, who wore a smug grin.
There was a smaller girl next to the Ratcliffe kid, a Macbook balanced on her knee. Every so often, he leaned into her, the two of them in deep conversation.
“I'm just nervous.”
I jumped when Ratcliffe scored a point, their side erupting into cheers.
During the break, we had a mini team meeting.
Sunny rushed to the bathroom to freshen up, and I noticed a Ratcliffe girl with a bouncing ponytail following her.
Ignoring our coach’s speech, I joined the two girls in the corridor, that lemony scent hanging thick in the air.
I caught them in an awkward position.
The Ratcliffe girl had her fingers pinched between the material of Sunny’s dark blue shirt bearing our school’s name.
Sunny looked confused, her lips parted like she was going to yell.
Ponytail dropped her hand, suddenly, with a nervous laugh. “Oh! I'm so, so, sorry,” she gushed. “You had, like, the biggest spider crawling on your back.”
Sunny caught my eye, shooting me a reassuring smile.
“Thanks.” She made sure to keep her distance. “Uh, where's your bathroom?”
The Ratcliffe girl nodded down the hallway. “It's just down there. I'm going there too if you want me to show you?”
Sunny motioned for me to go back to the auditorium. “Uh, sure! That'd be great!”
I did try to follow them, only for Sunny to cough loudly.
I took the hint, reluctantly heading back into the auditorium.
My team was hyping each other up, Levi in the centre, sweating through his team shirt. He ran a trembling hand through his hair. “I can't do this,” He groaned. “Ratcliffe High is known to play dirty, man. They're unbeatable.”
“In what way do they play dirty?” I asked, joining them.
Levi gulped down water, shrugging.
“I dunno! They're already trying to distract me with the stink eye.” The boy narrowed his eyes at a grinning Ratcliffe kid who, after noticing our stares, jumped to his feet, waving at us.
“Hey guys!”
“That's Harry Cartwright, the son of the Cartwright family who tried to kill my parents in the third grade.” Levi mockingly waved back. “As you can see, their kid is a fucking sociopath.”
Huh. I wasn't expecting the smiley kid to be the mobster’s son.
Harry Cartwright was not what I expected.
Unlike his team members, he was the only one in casual clothing, a short sleeved white shirt and jeans, a pair of sunglasses perched on top of his head.
Tom went pale.
“Fuck.” He hissed. “He’s one of you? Then those bastards will have a reason to play dirty, right?”
Levi shrugged, averting his gaze. It was the first time I saw his eyes darken, like he was subtly telling the boy to back off.
“The Cartwright’s have been trying to buy our land for a while,” he muttered. “I wouldn't put it past them to use the Decathlon as a way to attack.”
“Attack?!” April, another member of our team, hissed. “Like, attack attack?”
Mr Hanes grabbed the boy, resting his hands on Levi’s shoulders. “Ignore them,” he said. “Hey. Look at me.”
Levi did, raising a brow.
“You're losing that spark in your eye, young man.”
“Spark?”
Our coach nodded. “Look at me, kid.”
Levi rolled his eyes. “I am looking at you, Mr Hanes.”
The man was shaking. I was guessing his whole career (or coaching career) was on the line.
“They know they're losing, Mr Costella.”
Hanes shook the boy, squeezing his shoulders. “You are being positive and Ratcliffe doesn't like that. They want you to be nervous. They want to make you second guess yourself and lose confidence. Don't let them get into your head.” he smiled, giving the boy a playful shove. “Kick their asses.”
“Exactly!”
I didn't realize Sunny was back from the bathroom.
The faint smell of lemons had followed her. I noticed a wet patch on her shirt collar, though she was quick to smile at me, admitting she'd spilled water down herself. Sunny wrapped her arms around Levi, squeezing him into a hug.
She hung on for a little too long, Tom dragging her away with a laugh. “Good luck, all right?” she backed away, ruffling his hair. “We’ve got this!”
When I hugged Levi good luck too, I had to resist covering my nose.
The smell of lemon was unbearable, just like fourth grade Alex.
But it wasn't as potent as earlier.
I vaguely remembered the smell starting to fade once Alex’s body was being carted away on a stretcher.
Following my captain through the crowd, I was right. The smell was less suffocating. Before he went back to the stage, I grabbed the back of his shirt.
The material was soaking wet.
“How are you so wet?” I said, swiping my hands on my shirt.
“Huh?”
I shook my head. “Never mind. Do you remember what I told you in sophomore year?”
Levi settled me with a confident, but nervous smile. “Thaaaat you're scared of clowns?”
“No. I mean the boy who smelled of lemons.” I gritted out.
Levi surprised me with a laugh. “What are you talking about?”
Something ice cold trickled down my spine.
Levi did know what I was talking about. He brought up my stink sense a day earlier in front of his parents, and I had to cover his mouth to shut him up.
Leaning close, I whispered in his ear. “You stink of rotten lemons.”
He nodded slowly, pulling away. “Uh… thanks?”
I bit back a hiss of frustration. “No, you don't understand what I'm saying–”
“Starbrooke High School,” The host announced. “Can all members please return to the stage.”
Levi held up his hand for a high five.
“Can we do this later?” He winked. “I'm kinda busy carrying this spelling-bee on my back right now.”
I nodded shakily, high fiving him, and letting him jump back onto the stage.
Before his words hit like a tidal wave, ice cold water slammed into me.
Spelling Bee?
Slowly making my way back to the stands, Levi’s mistake was circling around my head. He did win a spelling bee, but that was in middle school.
Thankfully, the smell of lemons was gone when I returned to my seat.
Mr Hanes handed me a soda. “Chill out, Cassandera, it's just a game.”
He could talk. The guy was on his fifth coffee.
Mr Hanes was not chilled out in the slightest.
Surprisingly, the event went well. I was half expecting my team to be crushed by the rafters, or caught in a blaze started in the crowd. But we were doing well. No, we were winning.
Reaching the climaxing round, Sunny choked against a smug Ratcliffe boy, joining me on the sidelines.
Levi answered the next question with a confident smile.
We were winning, but Ratcliffe could still catch up with a miracle.
The second to last question was to Ratcliffe, and it was general knowledge.
”Where on the human body would one find the *orbit?*
I knew the answer, and so did Levi, his lips breaking out into a smile when the Ratcliffe boy was hesitating, eyes wide.
Our school’s buzzer went off, Levi slamming his hand down.
Bzzz!
The host turned to our team. “Starbrooke, can I have your answer?”
Levi nodded, shooting our team a victory grin.
“It's…!“ He opened his mouth to answer, his jaw slackening suddenly.
The boy’s shoulders slumped.
“Uh… “
“Um…”
“Huhhhhh…”
Levi inclined his head, blinking, his eyes glazing over. There was a sudden, hollow vacancy that sent chills down my spine. It was like someone had reached into his skull, and yanked out his brain, leaving a shell in his place.
To my confusion, our team captain frowned at his buzzer like he'd never seen one before. He pressed it, exploding into child-like giggles.
Bzzz!
The audience laughed along nervously.
Tom nudged me. “What the fuck is he doing?”
Bzzz Bzzz Bzzz!
Levi’s entire body was slumped, his hand slamming down on the buzzer.
I caught something pooling down his chin.
“Is he… drooling?” I whispered.
Mr Hanes looked mildly horrified. “Has he been drinking?
“Levi?” Tom spluttered. “Drinking?!"
Whatever we were watching, however, was definitely influenced by… something.
Bzz. Bzz. Bzz. Bzz. Bzz!
“Young man, that is not a toy!”
The host wasn't amused. “Starbrooke High School, I need an answer from you,” He nodded to Levi, who was pressing the buzzer, his smile growing.
“Once again,” The host backed away, like Levi was contagious. “Where on the human body would one find the Orbit?”
Levi cocked his head, lips parted.
His gaze found the overhead lights, and he winced, his lips curling into a frown.
“Starbrooke High School!”
Levi jumped, tipping his head back and blowing a raspberry. “Palm tree?”
The audience laughed, and I started feeling nauseous.
Across from us, I could see the twist of a smirk on the Ratcliffe coach’s lips.
Bzzz! Levi slammed the buzzer again giggling.
“Starbrooke High School, if your team member continues to act like this, I will be forced to disqualify all members.”
Our captain stopped, gaze glued to the host, his hand creeping towards the buzzer, like it was a big red button.
The audience loved it, laughing like they were watching a sitcom.
“He wouldn't.” Tom whisper-shrieked.
The auditorium was silent for a moment, awaiting Starbrooke’s response.
Levi stuck out his tongue, slamming his hand down.
Bzzz! Bzzz! Bzzz! Bzzz! Bzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz–
When Tom dragged Levi away from his podium, a Ratcliffe girl hit her buzzer.
“Starbrooke High School, you are disqualified,” the host announced. “Ratcliffe High School, do you have an answer?”
It was Ponytail who nodded with a grin.
“The answer is the eye socket! The Orbit is part of the eye socket!”
“That is the correct answer.” The host was distracted, his eyes glued to Levi.
“Ratcliffe High School wins.”
Levi jumped when the Ratcliffe wide erupted into cheers.
His eyes were wide, clinging onto the buzzer for comfort.
Next to me, our coach looked like he was going to faint.
I barely noticed Ratcliffe’s victory, too busy watching our team captain, who was Harvard bound, tipping his head back and smiling at the ceiling like a new-born baby. Tom dragged the stumbling boy over to me, his mouth twisted.
“This was Ratcliffe, right?” He hissed, shaking our captain, who was struggling, squirming in his grip.
“Did they put something in his drink?!” He prodded Levi. “Hey! What did they do to you?!”
Still, though, drugging his drink didn't make sense.
Levi never left the auditorium, and kept his water bottle with him the whole time.
How did they even manage to slip something into his drink in the first place?
Did I smell our competitors drugging him?
Sure, intentionally inebriating my teammate was morally wrong and illegal, but why could I smell lemon?
“I doubt it was Ratcliffe.” Sunny squeezed next to me. “I've been watching them. They're harmless.”
“Then how the fuck do we explain this to his parents?!” Tom whispered, grappling with Levi, who was fighting to get back to the buzzer.
When Tom let go of him, he dropped onto the floor, crawling over to his podium. It was like watching a child.
Who was determined to piss off the adults.
Levi jumped back to instead feet, his gaze was glued to the host, a smile curved on his lips, when he slammed the buzzer again.
Bzzz!
“Someone, please remove the Starbrooke boy from the stage!”
I was embarrassed, our whole team ducking our heads as our captain was forcibly removed from the podium.
Mr Hanes grabbed Levi, pulling him off of the stage.
I expected our coach to be mad at him, but I think the teacher was more worried, a phone pressed to his ear while he forced the boy into a sitting position.
No, I don't think it's influence from alcohol, I could hear his conversation.
Levi kept trying to get up, mesmerised by the buzzer. The teacher was firm but gentle. “Hey. Sit down, all right? Keep still.” He went back to his phone call, gently prying Levi’s eyes open.
From what I can see, there's nothing wrong. He's just kind of…
Mr Hanes swiped his own hands on his jeans. ... wet?
Team Ratcliffe came over to rub it in our faces, though I was still tuned into our coach’s hissed whispering.
Water? No, I don't think it's water. It smells… no, I haven't told his parents…
“You guys did awesome!” Ponytail's voice was sugary sweet. Too sugary.
She held the 2024 trophy, bearing a satisfied smile. I noticed the Ratcliffe members were surrounding Harry, like guards.
“Better luck next time, okay?” She held out her hand, her eyes twinkling.
“No hard feelings?”
“Control your dog.” Harry said, amused eyes flicking to Levi, who was once again sprinting back to the fucking buzzer. His eyes had visibly darkened, lips curled into a triumphant smile.
Harry Cartwright was watching Mr Hanes chase our team captain like it was his own personal entertainment.
I had to look away before I died of second hand embarrassment.
“What did you put in his drink?” Tom demanded. “Weed? Edibles?” the boy attempted to shove Harry, only to be pushed back. “What the fuck did you do to him?”
Harry’s smile didn't waver. “Like I said. Control your mut.”
When the Ratcliffe team walked away, our red faced coach struggling with Levi, who was behaving progressively more erratically, informed us we were longer welcome inside the school.
Tom suggested calling an ambulance, but our coach was hesitant.
We all knew who Levi’s family were.
On the way out, Tom matched my stride. He was frowning at our team captain struggling to walk.
The way he was acting was already eyebrow raising.
But walking at an angle and being unable to stand up straight was worrying.
“I don't think they drugged his drink.” Tom muttered.
We pushed through the doors out of the school, and I revelled in the cool night air grazing my cheek. “If they did, he would be acting out of it, right? So, what's the deal with him acting like–”
“A child.” I finished for him.
“Yeah.” Tom leaned closer. “Do you think this has something to do with their turf war?”
I slapped at a bug creeping across my cheek.
Levi fell over again, this time bursting into giggles.
“Almost definitely.”
Levi was right about Ratcliffe playing dirty. I didn't realize how dirty until we were on the losers bus home. Levi was in the seat next to me, and the kid hadn't moved since we left Ratcliffe, his eyes wide, lips pulled into a dazed grin.
Bzzz!
The noise startled me from slumber. I was drooling, my head pressed against the window. Outside, the sky was pitch dark, and squinting through the glass, I couldn't get a bearing on where we were. I thought I was hearing things, but when I sat up, I heard it again.
Bzzz!
It was close.
Leaning over the boy, I glimpsed a smear of scarlet on his headrest.
I choked on my next words.
“Tom.”
Tom was in front of me, listening to music.
He didn't reply, his head of dark blonde curls nodding to the beat.
“Levi.” I managed to get out. I prodded him, and his head lolled into his shoulder. “Hey. Can you… sit up?”
Bzzz! Bzzz!
When the boy didn't move, I gently grabbed his shoulders and pulled him forward myself, something contracting in my stomach.
I don't know how long it takes for your mind to fully register something, but my body was already reacting.
Levi’s seat was infested with bugs, eating their way through the upholstery. I was aware of my body moving back. I threw up, instantly, screaming into my hand.
The back of my best friend's skull resembled a deflated soccer ball, what was left of his brain leaking from his skull where a swarm of skittering bugs chewed their way through brain tissue, metallic legs scratching the curved, pearly white of the base if his skull.
Levi’s head hung, his body flopping into mine.
But his eyes were still open, lips still stretched into a smile.
Blood ran in thick rivulets from his nose and ears.
Bzzz!
I could see them, black writhing dots alive in his eyes, wriggling movement under his skin.
“Tom!”
I jumped up, stumbling into the aisle, my stomach heaving.
And it was only when I was on my knees, swiping bile from my lips, when I realized the others weren't reacting.
Tom wasn't moving.
I pulled an Airpod out of his ear, a long, slithering string of pink attached to the end.
There was a stray bug skittering across his hand, his face starting to twitch and writhe.
Moving back, I checked myself over, my hands shaking.
Head.
Shoulders.
Hair.
Clawing through it, my breath was stuck in my throat.
Arms.
Legs.
Feet.
Mr Hanes was slumped against the window, a reddish froth bubbling from his mouth.
Sunny.
I started towards the back of the bus, but all I had to see was her bowed head, half of her skull chewed through.
Sunny was in a far more deteriorated state, her face had been ripped through, a skeletal smile glinting in the dim.
The thick black smear on the window next to her was moving.
When I screamed for the driver to stop the bus, he ignored me.
If anything, he stamped on the gas.
I moved forward to shake him, before glimpsing a bug creeping down his face.
Calling 911, the operator laughed at me.
“Bugs are eating your friends.” He said. “Do you know the penalty for calling with bullshit pranks?”
The bus didn't stop, so I stayed at the front, while the bugs took over the back, eating through my teammates.
After four hours, I risked leaning over the seat next to Tom to check on Levi.
They were eating him.
Chewing all the way through skin, muscle and bone.
I tried to stop the bus, but the driver’s hands were tightly wrapped around the wheel.
Another hour, and blood was seeping down the aisle, crawling with bugs.
Levi was gone, and in his place, a buzzing skittering pile of bugs, that I thought were going to move to a second victim, maybe burrowing into the seats.
But, no.
These things began to tremble, replicating.
Building.
Slowly, nothing became static, and static became muscle.
Then bone.
Then flesh.
When a body began to slowly form, moulded from the dead boy, I stumbled back.
These things weren't eating Levi Costella.
They were rewriting him.
…
Edit: I'm still on the bus. I'm 99.9% sure that I'm infected with whatever this thing is. I can't stop fucking itching.
I keep picking them off me but they won't stop. This bus isn't going to stop until I'm like the others.
…
Edit 2:
I can feel them chewing into my skull. They're in my ears. I keep spitting them out. Please, someone get them off of me. Help me. I don't want to die at 17.
Edit 3:
Still alive. Still breathing. Maybe they're leaving me alone????? I think I'm okay. There is a pile of bugs at my feet, but they're crawling off of me.
Edit 4:
Levi really wants to go home. Like, he just told me he REALLY wants to go home. He's got a gift for his parents.
~~Edit 5 :) ~~
Levi is next to me right now, an odd smile on his face.
The bugs are not finished building him yet, but he'll be ready soon.
We will be ready soon.
Your son says hello! He is a wonderful boy, is he not?
Mr and Mrs Costella, I cannot wait for you to meet him.
He is our greatest achievement, and rest assured, you will give us what we want.
Warm regards.
The Cartwright's.

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First time actually posting something, sorry if I do smth wrong. Im currently a junior in highschool with a 3.4 cummulative unweighted gpa, weighted 4.1. I shifted to america and joined 9th grade around december 21, 2021 i think. Before coming here, i was a top scholar at one of my countrys best highschools, literally getting awards for excellence in academics. But now, I dont even have a single A. I know that the reason I stopped studying for school was when they placed me in acadamic algebra 1 for ninth grade since it was state law for me to do 4 years of math or something, even though my transcript of 8th was all A1s and A2s. I was studying in the same class as people who couldnt add 1 and 1/5. And to top it all off, english was completely different. Hell, i didnt even know what CSA paras were until I got here while my classmates were writing syntehsis essays (i waa in accelerated english). And then comes my schools restrictions for advancing classes and such, like needing to take geom in 9th if u want honors chem for 10th. Especially after me learning about the ridiculous amount of restrictions and the concept of advanced placement, I felt like an actual academic bum. I admit, i had a pretty big ego when it came to academics and finding out that i literally could not move up even though i did well in my classes just broke me. Somewhere during sophmore year, I just gave up. The only time id "study" was if by chance whatever my teachers talk about seeped into my brain, other than that I just show up for school, and leave, and show up. I know the only way out of this is to just... study again but now its like my brain has rotted. I literally cannot study anymore but I still feel guilty and stressed for not doing so. I stress about not studying, but then go back to not studying while being stressed. I dont know what to do anymore, I always cram for tests or something an hour before and get 70s-80s if im lucky. Once i was speed reading phys force problems during the passing period before my phys class. No, going to see a psychiatrist is not an option, I have a lot of fmily issues and plus its a lot of money anyway. I dont have an EAD or an SSN to start a job so I can earn money either. Or even get internships or anything that every other american highschool student has been doing ever since they popped outta middle school. I know the only way to fix this is just start studying again but I just dont. What should I do man?

Hi dear friends, everything in my inventory is up for trade and up for sale.
I also buy/sell skins via Crypto/CSGOFloat.
Check out my CSGOFloat stall here, almost every high tier item is listed here: https://csfloat.com/stall/76561198021680043
(This List only contain items above $100 I have a lot more items in my inventory, check that out on my profile)
This list is not always up to date there is more unlisted items in my inventory! feel free to add me to discuss offers. The fastest way to get a response is to send me a direct trade offer through my trade link.
Tips to communicate with me: be informative on what you're interested in and if you wish to buy with cash/crypto or trade.
My discord: antonbeastskins
Links to my profile / trade offer
Steam Profile: https://steamcommunity.com/id/antontrades/
Trade offer: https://steamcommunity.com/tradeoffenew/?partner=61414315&token=WGyxdHWU
Every item is up for trade, don't be afraid to send an offer! Buyout
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★ Butterfly Knife Emerald - FN - 0.007
AWP Dragon Lore - FN - 0.03 Titan Holo Scope
AWP Dragon Lore - FN - 0.06
StatTrak™ AK-47 Redline - MW - 0.13 4x IBP Paper Kato 14
Glock-18 Dragon Tattoo - FN IBP Holo Best Pos
★ M9 Bayonet Sapphire - FN - 0.006
★ M9 Bayonet Ruby - FN - 0.02
★ Karambit Emerald - FN - 0.03 FLAWLESS
★ Karambit Ruby - FN - 0.01 FLAWLESS
AWP Gungnir - FT - 0.20
★ M9 Bayonet Black Pearl - FN - 0.03
AK-47 Wild Lotus - MW - 0.13
AWP Dragon Lore - FT - 0.17
★ Sport Gloves Superconductor - MW - 0.13
M4A4 Howl - MW - 0.09914636611938477
★ Butterfly Knife P2 - FN - 0.02
★ Butterfly Knife P2 - FN - 0.031
★ Butterfly Knife P2 - FN - 0.05
★ Sport Gloves Vice - MW - 0.12
★ Sport Gloves Vice - MW - 0.14
★ Bayonet Sapphire - FN - 0.03
★ Bayonet Sapphire - FN - 0.03
★ Talon Knife Black Pearl - FN - 0.02
★ Specialist Gloves Crimson Kimono - MW - 0.14 T2 Kimonos
★ Specialist Gloves Crimson Kimono - MW - 0.126
★ Karambit Fade - FN - 0.009 99.55% Fade
★ Karambit Fade - FN - 0.02 90.94% Fade
Glock-18 Fade - FN - 0.001 99.6% Fade
★ M9 Bayonet Fade - FN - 0.01 99.60% Fade
★ M9 Bayonet Fade - FN - 0.007 99.29% Fade
★ Butterfly Knife Fade - FN - 0.01 98.27% Fade
★ Butterfly Knife Fade - FN - 0.00 93.78% Fade
★ Butterfly Knife Fade - FN - 0.04 80.45% Fade
★ Butterfly Knife Fade - FN - 0.02 100.0% Fade (MAX FADE)
★ Butterfly Knife Fade - FN - 0.06 82.08% Fade
★ Butterfly Knife Fade - FN - 0.06 85.36% Fade
★ Butterfly Knife Fade - FN - 0.03 82.77% Fade
★ Butterfly Knife Fade - FN - 0.03 82.99% Fade
AWP Fade - FN - 0.03 82.13% Fade
AWP Fade - FN - 0.01 96.77% Fade
AWP Fade - FN - 0.01 100.0% Fade (MAX)
AWP Fade - FN - 0.03 93.02% Fade
★ Butterfly Knife Gamma Doppler P2 - FN - 0.00
★ Stiletto Knife Ruby - FN - 0.00
★ Stiletto Knife Sapphire - FN - 0.03
★ Stiletto Knife Sapphire - FN - 0.03
★ StatTrak™ Butterfly Knife Fade - FN - 0.04 99.29% Fade
M4A1-S Knight - FN - 0.02
★ Butterfly Knife Doppler P4 - FN - 0.006
★ Butterfly Knife Doppler P4 - FN - 0.03
★ Butterfly Knife Doppler P4 - FN - 0.05
★ Flip Knife Ruby - FN - 0.006
★ Sport Gloves Hedge Maze - FT - 0.201
Sticker Titan Katowice 2014
AWP The Prince - FT - 0.20
★ Butterfly Knife Doppler P1 - FN - 0.02
★ Butterfly Knife Doppler P3 - FN - 0.03
AWP Desert Hydra - MW - 0.13
★ Ursus Knife Ruby - FN - 0.006
★ Butterfly Knife Marble Fade - FN - 0.03
★ Butterfly Knife Marble Fade - FN - 0.02
AK-47 Gold Arabesque - WW - 0.41
★ StatTrak™ Karambit Gamma Doppler P3 - FN - 0.01
★ Karambit Gamma Doppler P4 - FN - 0.02
★ Ursus Knife Sapphire - FN - 0.03
Souvenir AK-47 Gold Arabesque - BS - 0.684
★ Huntsman Knife Ruby - FN - 0.007
★ Sport Gloves Amphibious - MW - 0.12
★ Huntsman Knife Sapphire - FN - 0.02
★ Karambit Marble Fade - FN - 0.01
★ Karambit Doppler P3 - FN - 0.02
★ Karambit Doppler P1 - FN - 0.03
★ Driver Gloves King Snake - MW - 0.14 Clean Knuckles
★ Talon Knife Fade - FN - 0.00 99.9% Fade
★ Falchion Knife Emerald - FN - 0.02
★ Sport Gloves Vice - FT - 0.33
★ Karambit Tiger Tooth - FN - 0.06

I need help. Either Hello Game releases 10 new storage units, or I do a mayor clean up and find a more efficient way to manage my inventory.
The suit is maxed out. I carry 1 small stack of more or less everything I might need, bar trading items, moduls and the likes. So I got some room there that is needed for crafting devises, going on collection runs, etc.
I really only use one ship that is maxed out and emptied whenever. There is a garage with my "first" of types, and some that keeps changing. But I have drifted away from using ships actively as storage units and changing between them depending on needs.
The freighter is maxed out A class, and emptied out whenever gathering or frigates has filled it up.
The storage units are sorted into categories like utilities, mining, gas, farming, valuables for sale, stasis device crafting, suit moduls, weapon moduls, ship moduls and exo modules.
But they are all full and overflow seeps from one into another. And now as I am collecting ship parts this needs to be dealt with.
My initial idea is to reduce the number of moduls. Nothing is min-max fully, neither suit, tools or ships. I have all the slots, but maybe not every modul for it. But it's such a pain to do on the controller, and I kill everything with what I got so haven't bothered yet.
Ships and weapons change, and those modules can be needed in the future, but units full of moduls for exo crafts I never use, and a suit that I probably won't change bar an update gets me some room. But I like to collect, and might run out again soon.
So. What do everyone need to hold on to, what should one clear out all the time, and how do you manage your items and storage?