Symmetry worksheet grade 5

Original Post 3 Months Ago
I took over the course and I have to say, overall, it was a really good experience. It was an absolute massive amount of work trying to put together two, two hour weekly lectures. I was able to take 2-3 from prior presentations that I had done. I feel like I did a generally good job targeting it to undergrads when I'm use to working with grad students. As someone who has never taught a course (either graduate or undergraduate) I learned that I'm not bad at test creation. It had to be open book and open note given that it was being done online but making the answers multiple choice with multiple correct answers needed for any points made it a relatively fair assessment of their knowledge I hope. Grading paper took way longer and was sooooo much more tedious than I anticipated. Definitely see the benefit of doing just test or presentation based assessments. I have no idea how many were AI generated. They weren't flagged by TurnitIn at more than 10% or so. Probably too many A's given their actual knowledge but I'd rather err on that side given how little experience I have and the fact that they had a professor leave after several weeks and I can back up every deduction and where each score came from.
Teaching online was hard given only a couple would have their screens on but I felt that at least 5-10 out of the 30 or so in the class were paying attention. A few students reached out to thank me and there were a couple of good conversations in class and outside of class where it felt like I was able to give some good guidance. It felt great to be exposed to people just starting out on their career tracks. I'd like to do it in person but don't know if that's in the cards.
All in all, I'd do it again in the right circumstances (especially now that I have the lectures and tests already prepared). Really enjoyable overall. For the money, however, absolutely not worth it. I work a full time job already so for my side work, I charge appropriately. What I made from this class was approximately 10-12 hours of my billable time. Lots of respect to the full time professors out there. I know there are lots of problems facing academia (I've been following this sub now for a couple of months) and I have a much better idea about it. Anyways, I wanted to update the people who saw my last post and were probably shaking their head at what was, I acknowledge, a risky decision.

The below is my analysis and I would like to share it with you for your opinions and insights. Please feel free to correct my mistakes with references, since I am certain that I am always missing something.
House and Bloodline: Lysander comes from house Au Lune, which was established by Silenius of the same bloodline. Which means genetically Lysander is a part of Silenius. And when speaking of genetics I believe that the apple doesn't fall far from the tree. Hence knowing what Silenius has done during his time, I don't think that Lysander would be any better.
Background: With the information that we already know, we are aware that earth's population were "the last natural born humans" which means they had no colors and no carvings. I am not sure if we know when was the -start- of the carvings and when did people decide to implement color coding into people to create the current hierarchy, but I am going to assume that it would be prior to the Conquering Era, and probably few hundred years at the very least. Because when war started, "Many notable golds established themselves and their familial houses for centuries to come" which means that the making of this culture was already cooking for a while and they had a structure that was already culture and tradition. You might want to argue that The Sons of Ares has mentioned " The Conquering occurred within a hundred years of Luna first being colonized", however, I presume that color grading and carving has starting before the colonization of Luna.
Revelations: The year 5 PCE, which is only 5 years (allegedly) after the society has won the war on earth and "Breaking the chains" that earth's held upon them. Silenius ;and probably other political parties; have agreed to purge earth's population by "dropping Solocene into the Earth's troposphere". One might argue Lune's perspective for taking such decision shortly after conquering, however, his motives and intentions become much clearer when we realize that he decided to create "Eidmi". Whichever perspective you choose to look at, this man was... a very angry man. He was obsessed with and/or afraid to lose control, he needed to be in control of everything, probably because he had an ideology of how the society is "supposed to be" or probably some other reasons, but he was looking for a guaranteed result, had he decided to take action. Which brings me to some questions that are yet to be answered:
More than 700 years ago, the idea of Eidmi surfaced, whether Silenius and Akari verbally mentioned it to anyone or not, it was written and recorded in the vault of the sovereign (as mentioned by Atlas) by someone from that time and it was kept as a "secret?"

• If he already had the technology, why didn't Silenius try to recreate it?
• If the vault was accessible to the entire lines of sovereigns, why didn't any of them try to recreate it? if not search for it?
• When Darrow was on the way to Athena, he was drugged by the gas "that doesn't affect Reds", is he considered a 100% gold now and wouldn't get affected by Eidmi for the reds?
  • If Darrow is indeed a gold now, and Virginia is as well by default, how is Pax biologically "Unclassified"?
• Sevro is biologically born from both Gold and Red genes*, what is his technical definition?

Despite of the technicalities, the apple doesn't fall far from the tree. If Papa Lune was indeed as described above, pixie Lune will not be much different.

PART 1:

 Every town has their own version of “The Boogeyman”. A monster, cryptid, phantom, whatever you want to call it, it’s all essentially the same thing- just a scary story they tell kids in an attempt to get them to behave. An urban legend is just a life lesson disguised as a horror story after all. For us folk living up in the tiny and once prosperous gold-mining town of Trillium, ours was known simply as The Locust Man. Now, let me start by saying, I realize how ridiculous that name must sound to you. “The Locust Man”?? Pftt…What’s he do, besides get stuck in the grill of someone’s pick-up truck. Destroy some crops? Oooh, he sounds real scary... yeah, I know. But yet, as I sit here today 20 years after the fact - a grown woman who’s wiser, stronger, and even more grounded in reality than she was at 12, I still hesitate to even write down that name. 

As a young child I had always thought it to be a little weird that our town was called Trillium, considering I had never seen a single one growing there. If you don’t know, a trillium is a small flower, usually white but they come in other color varieties as well, with three pedals and a bright yellow center. They sort of look like if you took a lily and tore off every other pedal playing “He loves me, he loves me not”. In school, about 2nd grade or so, we were taught everything about this elusive flower I’d never seen in real life, and told how proud our town was to be named after it. Trillium, Colorado was established in 1922 - A new town born in the wake of a great tragedy which befell the town that had previously sat in the same location. For us, and those that came before us, the trillium was supposed to be a symbol of hope. Knowing all that I know now, that sentiment almost makes me want to laugh - in a morbid way.

 Growing up in a small, mostly isolated town, there really wasn’t much for a kid to do. You’d have to drive 45 minutes to get to the closest mall and movie theater. The high school kids would usually all hang out at the roller rink downtown or at the old run-down burger joint called Slim’s that sat across it. But at that age, I wasn’t allowed to go hang out there by myself yet and for me, going with my parents tagging along wasn’t an option I was open to. My neighborhood was on a long dead end road leading up to a large patch of woods that separated the main part of town from the abandoned mine. The old trail the miners used was still accessible up until a point, and so me and the other kids from my street would hang out in those woods all the time. We had a “secret spot” which was, what we thought at the time, about half way through the woods, 10 steps away from a small shallow creek that pretty much ran the length of the area. Rain Creek, we called it. There was a small clearing there, and we had created our own little clubhouse using old milk crates as supports, half- broken wooden pallets as walls, along with some old lawn chairs one of the neighbors was throwing out one day. I made my contribution by bringing a tarp we had in our basement that served as the roof of our establishment. Our parents didn’t love the idea of five 10 to 12 year olds running around in the woods by ourselves, but as long as we stayed within earshot and made it back before the streetlights came on, they probably figured it was safer than us being across town galavanting unsupervised. 

It was me, Lacey, Devin, Mikey and Michelle. We were all best friends - pretty much inseparable, except the boys weren’t invited to the girls’ sleepovers and vise versa. Everyday after school, we’d get dropped off by the bus at the very beginning of our road, and it was a running joke between the Rain Street Gang (as we liked to call ourselves) for all of us to try and run off the bus as quickly as possible, while me, Lacey and Devin would all yell in unison ‘Last two home are some rotten eggs!!’, as Mikey and Michelle tried to push past us to get a head start. The aforementioned two were siblings, and lived in the very last house on our row right next to the woods, so they’d always get home last, regardless of their efforts. Although, the year that Mikey got a pair of Heelys for Christmas he finally got his edge over the rest of us, leaving Michelle to be the lone “rotten egg” until the next summer when one of his wheels broke off. The whole point of it all was just to get home and get our chores and homework done as fast as possible, so we could meet up at Mikey and Michelle’s house with enough daylight left to make our trek into the woods and back - together as a group. All five of us had made a pact to never visit the clubhouse without all members present, although us girls always had a sneaking suspicion that the boys thought themselves exempt from that rule. They, after all, were the ones that had discovered the spot in the first place, and not to mention, did most of the physical labor of dragging our provisions out there. Me and Lacey initially only heard about the spot a day after the boys found it; Michelle had walked into Mikey’s room in the middle of him and Devin talking about it, and immediately relayed the message to us. Michelle wasn’t necessarily more loyal to the girls than the boys, she was just the youngest among us and honestly couldn’t resist blurting out any mildly relevant information she thought she might have, in an effort to be included. But in that regard, if the boys had ever gone out there on their own, they would’ve had to be extremely sneaky about it, because Michelle’s number one objective in life was to gather any piece of intel she could. It was a seemingly normal Saturday morning when we learned our suspicions about the boys may have been warranted.
I had slept over at Lacey’s house the night before. We had just woken up and were still sitting on her bed discussing our possible plans for the day, when Michelle busted through the door with a look on her face that immediately told us she had finally gotten a hold of some juicy information, before she could even open her mouth to stutter out, “You-you-you guyssss, guess w-w-what!?!” Lacey gestured the nail file that was in her hand toward her, raising her eyebrows bluntly as Michelle tried to catch her breath. “So… Devin came to sleep over last night, annnnnd I was pretending to go to the bathroom so I could spy on them. Seeeeee, I was supposed to be sleeping but I -“ “Ughh come on Michelle, get to it! What’d you hear?” Lacey snapped “Ughh okay okay. So, I heard the boys talking, anddddd…. they’re planning to go explore the old mine today!!” “Alright Michelle! Good spying!” I chuckled, trying to encourage her after Lacey’s impatience. Lacey rolls her eyes, then immediately stands up. She takes the scrunchie off her wrist, ties her long blonde hair into a messy bun, and simply said, “Let’s go.” “Lacey..” I said “What??” She responds as if she hadn’t registered the tone of my voice at all. As I opened my mouth to begin explaining all the logical and practical reasons why even if the boys were stupid enough to go play around somewhere dangerous, we shouldn’t be, Michelle exclaims, “That’s where the Locust Man lives!!” I close my mouth in defeat, as I know Lacey will take this nonsense as a challenge, and because of that, no amount of my warnings concerning actual dangers would have any effect on her decision. Lacey dismisses her comment as she attempts to shove her foot into one of her new pink sneakers that she refuses to admit are too small for her. “Pshhh, don’t be such a baby Michelle, he’s not real, you do know that right?” Michelle crinkled her face and yelled back, “Yes he is Lacey! He is!! And th-th- that’s where he lives, and he eats kids that go there!” Lacey laughs at her and says “Oh yeah? You still believe in Santa clause too? What about the tooth fairy?” Michelle looked down at her shoes, and although she could admittedly be annoying, I found myself feeling bad for her. “Come on Lacey, she’s just scared.” Lacey shot me a look like she was expecting me to burst into laughter, but I just gave her a smirk and a shrug, and she rolled her eyes and said “Get dressed.”

 We walked in silence toward the end of the road, though the reasons for all three differed drastically. Lacey’s was determination and resolve, mine was comtemptousness and defeat, and Michelle’s was just fear. I found myself half-way hoping the boys had left already, but as we approached the driveway we caught them just as they were about to step off the porch. 

“Hey!!” Lacey yelled, in her trademark cheerleader cadence. “Where do you boys think you’re going without us?”. Mikey let a groan and rolled his eyes, while Devin said through a coy smile, “Well, we were actually just heading out to go to find you girls.” “Liar.” Lacey snapped, quickly wiping the grin off Devin’s face. “Michelle already blabbed- we know where you two are going and we’re coming too.” The boys looked at each other, then Mikey shot Michelle an angry look as she tried to shrink herself behind me, and said, “Fine, whatever, but no cry baby snitches allowed!!” Michelle then proceeded to prove both of his accusations correct by yelling back, “I am not a cry baby!! I’m telling mom if you don’t let me come with you!!” At that point I finally spoke up. “Alright, listen.” I said sternly, then once I had their attention I lowered my voice a bit to say, “Just for the record, I think us going to that grody old mine is a dumb idea and a big waste of time, but if one of us goes, we all go. That’s the deal, so make your decisions.” Lacey folded her arms in solidarity beside me, and with that we all had an unspoken understanding. So, with the boys out ahead leading the way, we headed toward the tree line.

 As we entered the woods, I felt a sense of dread wash over me - but to be fair, as a preteen emo kid who had already reached an adult level of cynicism, I felt a certain level of dread towards almost everything in life. So take my premonition with a grain of salt, but for some reason, this felt… different. I remember the woods being abnormally quiet that day. It took some time for me to even notice, but as soon as I did, I interrupted the mindless chatter going on to say, 

“Where are all the freakin’ birds?” Everyone turned to look at me as if I’d completely lost my mind. “Uhhh… What are you talking about?” Devin asked me. I pointed up toward the treetops. “Listen…. ” They all looked up, then looked around at each other in confusion. “Every time we’ve ever been in these woods, there’s always birds chirping back and forth. We’ve been walking almost 5 minutes now and I haven’t heard a single bird, have you guys?” “Damn, yeah, that is weird.” Mikey agreed. “They probably all just migrated!!” Devin goofily offered. “That’s stupid Devin, it’s spring. If anything, there should be more birds here, not less you moron.” Lacie argued. Devin flipped Lacie off, which was the best rebuttal he could usually come up with, and then turned toward me and said, “Okay whatever, what’s your point exactly?” “Just that - “ I looked over to Mikey, then back at Devin. “It’s weird.” I didn’t want to say what I was actually thinking. That the woods being too quiet was never a good thing. That when birds aren’t chirping, it could mean there’s a predator nearby. Besides, I was pretty confident that the boys, having both been in the scouts, knew what I knew, so saying it out loud would only serve to annoy Lacie and further frighten Michelle. Mikey broke his gaze that had been fixed on me, and while scanning our surroundings he said, “Let’s stop by the clubhouse on the way.” With a nod from me, we continued. When we arrived at our pit stop, Lacey hobbled over to the closest lawn chair and plopped herself down in it. “Ughhh, my feet are killing me!!” “I wonder why.” I mutter under my breath. “Excuse me, what was that?” “Just saying. Those shoes are gonna be the death of you Lace, you can barely walk in them.” “Pshhh, shut up. They just need to be broken-in okay? You’re just jealous cuz you’re still wearing your dirty old Vans from last year.” “Oooh yeah, you got me there. I am so sad I don’t have a pair of ugly pink Sketchers that don’t fit me.” She stuck her tongue out at me and we both laughed. I was just about the only person who could go toe to toe with Lacey’s sass. It’s part of the reason we ended up being best friends, besides being neighbors. In regard to style, personality and interests, we were almost polar opposites. But when it came to humor we were equals. And more importantly, we both had a mutual understanding when it came to our differences- I was me and she was her, and neither of us felt the need to try and make the other one be more like us. Besides, I was the only person who had ever really stood up to Lacey and didn’t take any of her crap, so I think she respected that. While that exchange had been going on, Michelle had started picking tiny pink flowers, and the boys were rummaging in the clubhouse for something. I yelled in their direction, “Hey! Big Mike and Dirty D!!” Me and Lacey giggled and she mouthed the word “big” with air quotation marks. They didn’t respond, so I walked over to the entryway and looked in. They were standing with their backs to me while looking down at an open metal box, and Mikey was reaching to grab whatever was in it. As he stood back up, I could see what it was. “What the fuck Mikey, seriously?” Hearing me cuss, Lacey and Michelle crowded in behind me. “Chill, it’s just a BB gun.” “I know it’s a BB gun Michael, what are you doing with it, and why is it here?” I was livid at the thought that he might be coming out here and shooting at animals just to be a shithead. I expected something like that from a goober like Devin, but not Mikey. Michelle butted in, “I’m telling mom!!!” “Nice try, dad knows I have it.” He looked at me and softened his tone. “It’s for protection, just in case we come across a black bear, or some weirdo creep out here. Seriously… it’s just to scare off something, not hurt it.” He knew how I felt about killing animals, especially for no good reason. A lot of people out here are poor and hunt for food, which I could accept as a reality. But hurting animals just for fun is psycho behavior, so I was relieved to hear him dispel my fear; I really didn’t want to have to hate him. “Do you even know how to shoot that thing?” Lacey asked. “Yeah, my dad showed me.” Devin clapped his hands together, making us all jump and himself laugh. “Well alright then, let’s get going!” I turned to Michelle, still holding the flowers. “You okay?” She nodded. “If you want me to walk back with you, I can.” I was slightly hoping she’d say yes so I’d have an excuse to get out of this excursion, but she just shook her head and forced a smile. I knew she was scared, but she was just too curious. Maybe I was too.

 We walked for what felt like half an hour. The trees had gotten more dense and the path narrowed from the overgrowth. Still no birdsong. I kept scanning the area in search of any sign of life other than us. Looking for movement of creatures scurrying away, listening for the sound of rustling as we passed, hoping for a squirrel, a lizard, even a bug. Nothing. 

“How much further is this damn thing?” Lacey groaned. Mikey answered without even turning around. “We should be coming up on it any time now.” “You said that like 10 minutes ago.” “Yeah, and now we’re like 10 minutes closer to it. And hey guess what, you insisted on inviting yourself - so suck it up buttercup.” “Hahahaha!” Devin laughed like a maniac at Mikey’s quip, while Lacey folded her arms and for once in her life didn’t have a snappy comeback. This time however, I did. “Well we really only came along to make sure you idiots didn’t kill yourselves.” “Oh, so you girls came out here with us to be our protectors, huh?” Devin laughed. “Ehh, more like babysitters.” Needless to say, I was flipped off for that statement. We rounded the next bend and suddenly all came to an abrupt stop one after another, starting with Mikey. Devin positioned himself beside him and let out a disappointed groan. “Shit Mikey!” A huge tree had fallen and was blocking the trail completely. There was no way we could climb over it because of all the leaves and branches - we’d have to go around it, which meant leaving the safety of the trail and crossing Rain Creek twice to get back to it. “Seriously???” Lacey exclaimed. “Maybe it’s a sign that we shouldn’t be going.” I shrugged. Mikey didn’t seem fazed by the obstruction at all. In fact, he seemed more confident. More calm. More sure of his intended mission. “It’s fine, we’ll just go around.” Michelle, who had been mostly quiet this whole time, finally broke her fear induced silence. “We are NOT supposed to leave the tr-tr-trail Michael! We could get lost!” “We aren’t gonna get lost Michelle, I have a compass. Plus, it’s literally just a few paces that way, then we cross the creek and circle back once we pass the tree and we’re right back on the trail.” “Oh you have got to be kidding me” Lacey said, “I’m not treading through that nasty water!” “Yeah Mikey, what about Lacey’s brand new shoes??” I laughed, and she playfully slapped me in the arm. Mikey’s patience was wearing thin with us. “Look, we already walked this far - if we turn back now, we’ve wasted the whole day for nothing. If you girls wanna be lame and turn around, then go for it - but me and Dev are going.” That’s all Lacey needed. A challenge to accept; someone to prove wrong. “I’ll show you lame.” She pushed past the boys and lead the way into the thick brush towards Rain Creek. It wasn’t very wide across, and there were lots of fallen limbs and large rocks spread throughout it. The current was barely that of a trickle, and the depth was no more than knee deep for us. It was definitely doable - just an inconvenience. And of course, one more ominous obstacle lying directly in our path. Another hint from the universe telling us to turn around. We didn’t listen. Lacey placed one foot on the closest limb and pushed down a few times to test its sturdiness. “I got this.” She stepped out onto it with both feet, then shimmied sideways until she was close enough to the large exposed rock in the middle of the creek, and hopped onto it. She turned around with a full grin and said, “Coming?” Mikey made his way across the limb as Lacey hopped onto a different limb which led her to the other side of the creek. Devin followed, then me, and then it was Michelle’s turn. “I’m scared to fall in!” Of course she is, I should have made her go before me. “It’s okay Michelle, it’s easy!” I reassured her. She didn’t look convinced in the slightest. “Come on Chelle, we’re leaving you!” Mikey yelled, already walking away. “Nooo!! I’m coming! Wait!” She made it across, but instead of just walking like everyone else did, she got down on her hands and knees and gripped the limb as if it were the only thing in between her and a 50 foot drop to the ground, which was funny to see but prolonged the whole process further. After all, we were about to have to do all of this again. Next go round went a lot smoother. The creek was more shallow here, and there were a whole lot more stepping rocks and debris built up. Having just crossed successfully a few minutes ago, we were all more confident in our abilities, including Michelle - who this time we made go first. “Just walk across like it’s a bridge! You got this!!”, we all cheered for her, and then clapped when she made it to the other side. Before we knew it we were back on the trail, and it wasn’t long after that we finally arrived at our intended destination.

 We all stopped and stared at it for a minute, carefully examining the dilapidated exterior of the place that had brought both prosperity and destruction upon our town. Mikey bent down, picked up a rock and threw it into the entrance. We heard it bounce a few times before it stopped. 

“Just to make sure nothing’s in there.” he turned around to clarify. “Did anyone think to bring a flashlight?” I asked. “It’s dark as hell in there.” I was hoping for just one more reason not to go. Devin reached into his cargo shorts pocket and pulled out a small keychain-sized flashlight, smiling with the satisfaction of finally being useful. “Okay, Mikey’ll hold the gun, I’ll shine the light and you girls follow behind us. Let’s go.” Mikey shifted the BB gun from its position of resting on his shoulder, to holding the barrel in his left hand and the butt in his right; trying his best to emulate a soldier’s stance. Something his dad had taught him I’m sure. We ducked down a bit to enter. “How far in we going?” Lacey asked. “Until we see something cool.” Mikey answered. I turned around to check on Michelle, still hovering in the doorway. “You coming?” I could see in her eyes that fear had finally gotten the better of her, and curiosity had taken a backseat. With wide eyes she shook her head. “The-the Locust Man lives in there.”, she tried to whisper. “I knew you were gonna be a baby about this!” Mikey yelled. I crouched down and put my hand on her shoulder. Against my better judgment, I say “How bout you just wait here for us and pick some more flowers. We won’t be long, there’s nothing in there, I promise. Just.. don’t move from this spot and we’ll be right back, okay?” I could feel her unease, but she seemed to accept my reassurance nonetheless. “Okay.” I smiled, then stood up and looked down at my watch to check the time. 12:46 PM. I turned and headed into the darkness, trying to catch up with everyone else. I didn’t feel good about leaving Michelle, but I didn’t feel good about letting the rest of them go in there alone either. And if I’m being honest, maybe a little part of me wanted to see what was in there too. When I caught up to Lacey she asked, “Where’s Michelle?” “Stayed behind at the entrance, she was too scared. I told her to pick flowers and wait there for us.” “Pshh, figures.” “Yeah. How’s your feet?” “At this point, numb actually.” It was so dark in there that even Devin’s rinky dink flashlight was illuminating the area enough for me to start taking a closer look at my surroundings. I looked around at the rock walls, they were covered in what looked like orange mold and green algae. There was a slight breeze coming in from the entrance, but the whole place just had a staleness to it. The boys stopped and turned around as we arrived at the first curve. “So ladies, what do you think? Cool huh?” Devin asked excitedly. “Smells like a fart in here.” I said.

 The most dangerous thing about exploring an old mine wasn’t getting lost in the maze of tunnels, or tripping on the rusted tracks and slamming your head against the wall - it was something simply referred to as bad air. Pockets of still air that have dangerously low levels of oxygen, the old men in town would call it “black damp”. There was also something produced from the old chemicals they once used called “stink damp”, which smelled like rotten eggs. Both were lethal. 

“I wonder if there’s dead bodies in here!” “Uh, Dev… we’re gonna be the dead bodies in here if we go in too far. I wasn’t just making a joke, you know that rotten egg smell can mean bad air.” Mikey interjected. “The entrance isn’t far behind us, there’s still enough fresh air coming in. We won’t go in too far, let’s just get to the end of this tunnel where it splits off and look around a bit, then we’ll turn around.” The fork in the tunnel really wasn’t that much further, and even though I knew once we rounded this curve I wouldn’t be able to see the entrance behind me anymore, I decided what the hell. Maybe a hundred more steps, then we can finally turn around and this whole dumb situation would be closer to being over with. When we got there, we looked down the length of the connecting tunnels each way. Everything looked unusually identical in its deterioration. I could see how someone could easily get disoriented and lost down here. “Hellooooo…” Mikey yelled to the left, his voice echoing through the corridor. Devin turned to the opposite direction and called out, “Hey yo, Locust Man!! You in here?” We all giggled, which made me think about Michelle, still waiting at the entrance for us, alone in the woods. I looked down at my watch. 12:46 PM. “Hey what the f-“ My cuss word was interrupted by a loud bang that came from the passageway Devin had just been hollering into. We all froze. I didn’t have time to process that my watch had stopped right as we entered the tunnel, or that Michelle had been left alone for who knows how long now, or that we had just heard what sounded like a support beam crashing to the ground, because next came a horrifying screeching buzzing sound. It sounded distant at first, but was quickly increasing in volume. We silently looked around at each other and backed away stunned at what we were hearing. Mikey never took his eyes off the tunnel though, and slowly he began to raise the BB gun to firing position. Without even thinking, I grabbed the barrel and pushed it downward. He quickly tore his eyes away from his target to look at me. I shook my head and managed to barely choke out the word, “Explosion.” He nodded and I let go. I looked down at the gun in his hands, and seeing his finger had already been on the trigger, I realized how lucky it was that I didn’t make him shoot himself in the foot. All of a sudden, the noise stopped. “What the hell was that?” Lacey asked. “I don’t know, nothing good.” I said. “Let’s just get the fuck out of here before this whole place caves in on us or something.” Another loud bang erupted from the right, extremely close to us. “Shit!!!” We all turned around and ran as fast as we could back toward the entrance. Devin tried to push past me, but as he did my elbow knocked the flashlight out of his hand. “My flashlight!!!” “Leave it!” Mikey shouted “The turn is right here, we won’t need it!” We rounded the corner, and using what little light there was illuminating from the entrance to guide us back, we ran like our lives depended on it. And they may have- none of us dared to look back, not like we would have been able to see anything anyway. When we finally made it out, we were all completely out of breath. I felt like I was going to throw up. I have to admit though, once we had made it back to safety I felt a rush of adrenaline like I had just had a near death experience. That feeling quickly faded into sheer panic when I looked around and realized Michelle was nowhere to be seen. “Uh, where’s Michelle?” Mikey asked me. “I told her to stay right here, she can’t be very far… Michelle!!!!” We all called her name, as loud as we could. No answer, no sign of her anywhere. “Alright look, she probably went off a little further looking for flowers to pick.” I tried to rationalize. “Let’s just split off in 4 directions and walk in a straight line while calling for her. She’s bound to hear one of us.” Everyone agreed, and even though I appeared outwardly as the level-headed calm person you need to take control in an emergency, inside I was petrified that something had happened to her, and that it would be my fault. I took the east, and headed out. It didn’t take too long before I passed a large tree and saw her sitting down behind it, looking at something on the ground. “Michelle! Oh thank god!! Didn’t you hear us calling for you??” She didn’t answer me, or even turn around. “Michelle, didn’t I tell you to stay by the entrance and not move?!?” My relief was quickly turning into annoyance as she continued to ignore me. I walked up closer to see what she was looking at, and my mouth dropped in awe of what she had found. It was a single white trillium.

 They say it takes 8 years for a trillium plant to produce a flower, and conditions have to be just right for it to bloom. That’s what makes them so special and rare. I stared down at it almost in a trance, like I was seeing a mythical creature. Michelle slowly reached out her hand towards it and I snapped out of it. 

“No!!” I grabbed her by the arm and she finally turned around to look at me. “If you pick the flower, the plant will die.” She ripped her arm away from my grasp and whined, “But I want to show my mom!” We heard Mikey calling from the north and I cupped my hands over my mouth to yell back, “I found her, she’s over here!!” I looked back at her. “No Michelle, come on, you can just tell her about it when we get back home.” I had enough, I was beyond ready to go and we still had at least another 45 minutes of walking to even get back to the clubhouse; an hour if Michelle kept up her crap. I grabbed her arm again and pulled her up to a standing position, looking back at the trillium as I walked her away. Mikey caught up to us, breathless but trying to hide his concern. “You little shit, we should have left you out here! What the hell were you doing?” I let go of her arm and she walked toward Mikey. “She was trying to pick a flower over there.” “It was a trillium!!” Michelle said, with the biggest smile on her face. “Wait, really?” He looked at me in disbelief. Before I could respond, a blood curdling scream echoed through the forest, coming from the west. It was Lacey. My heart dropped into my stomach and once again, every molecule in my body went into full blown panic mode. This time, I couldn’t contain my composure. “Laceyyyyyy!!!!!” A panicked shriek erupted from my lungs and I took off running. Mikey grabbed Michelle and sprinted after us. The trees became a blur; I didn’t even feel all the scratches and scrapes. Had she come across a coyote? A mountain lion? A bear? I didn’t even stop to think about the danger I might be about to come in contact with, I just ran. And then I found her. She was lying on the ground, holding her left foot. “Lacey!!” I said, trying to choke back the tears that were building up. “I think I twisted my ankle!!” “Oh god damn it, you bitch.” I struggled to catch my breath. “I thought you were dead.” “I might as well be, I have cheerleading practice on Monday!” Mikey and Michelle caught up to us. “What happened?” He asked “She’s being a drama queen, she just rolled her ankle.” I was angry. “Can you get up?” He asked her. She was able to stand, but as soon as she tried to put any pressure on her foot at all, she screamed in pain. We spotted Devin running over from the south as he was yelling out, “Hey yo, everyone alive and accounted for?” “Yeah, Lacey hurt her ankle.” Mikey yelled back. As he approached he looked concerned. “Can you walk on it?” He asked her. “No.” Without hesitation he replied, “Well alright then, looks like you’re gonna have to piggyback it all the way back home.” He lowered himself enough to where she could hop up onto his back, and we headed back toward the trail. Even though my nerves had begun to settle a bit, I knew we were still far from being out of the woods, in more ways than one.

The distribution of marks in a mathematics test is given in the following table.

Grades	Nr. of Students
5	2
4	5
3	7
2	5
1	3

Which of the following relations is correct for these grades?
A.Mode = Median
B.Mode < Median < Arithmetic mean
C.Mode < Arithmetic Mean < Median
D.Arithmetic mean < Median < Mode
I believe that the answer is A) but im not quite sure, would like to know if im correct!

Hey all! My son is going into 1st grade and I've really been strongly feeling led to homeschool him. I think this is the right choice but all my friends and family, except for my mom and husband, feel like he needs to be in public school because of his mental health issues. He is diagnosed with ODD and ADHD and we suspect he has autism as well but the waitlist is months out so we don't know for sure yet. I'm also struggling because I was homeschooled and absolutely hated it.
We tried to go the public school route but he did not get accepted to either of our top two choices and I just have such a bad feeling about it every time we tried to enroll him anyway. I truly think this is what I'm supposed to be doing but I'm super worried that I'm going to mess him up or do something wrong. He graduated Kindergarten through a 2 day a week program and he can read and spell and do math super well so I'm not worried about that. But he is an only child and I'm scared I'm going to isolate him. We are signed up for a co-op that's once a week for science and history and other electives but is that enough? I went to a similar co-op but I also had siblings so I'm not sure if that makes a big difference.
He's also a kinesthetic learner and he HATESSSS worksheets more than anything but he loves to learn through play and with his hands. That is not my style of learning so am I even qualified to teach him?? I've been looking at curriculums and decided on All About Reading & Spelling and Horizons Math. But what if he hates them? We don't have a ton of money so once I buy a curriculum we kinda have to stick with it for the whole year because I can't afford more than one right now.
Sorry if I'm ranting, I'm just really nervous that everyone else is right and my gut is wrong and I'm going to mess him up somehow. I want what's best for him but almost no one believes that I can do this. Again, I know his grades in 1st grade don't really matter in the long run and he's very smart but I don't want to ruin him socially. 1st grade is important for learning how to make friends and he already has issues with that and I don't want to make it worse, especially with him being an only child. He went to the 2 day a week program for the entire school year and he didn't really make a single friend because he's so different than the other kids. Maybe he does need a whole 5 day school setting to make friends. Maybe cutting it down to only 1 day a week is the wrong thing to do. I don't know. I just want to do what's best and I feel like I'm in way over my head. Will homeschooling mess him up??

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my biggest mistake was putting didi bhaiyas over teachers just because some guy was iitian and got a rank associated by few numbers which they got probably by their hardwork and coincidences which i judged and fllowing their footpath fucked my jee i am not blaming them but its my responsibily and judgement that i fucked,want to elaborate a little was not knowing about jee till 11th last enrolledd in board coaching as i got my first personal space and device + a little bit of freedom to roam a little bit got s distracted that not even at end day was able to study with my full potential before my boards got 78% in 12 and if i tell you not to flex that i got 97% in 10th boards and won state level maths olmpiad in 9th say yes i was bright enough you could say i was in 1 percent of my class till 10th not involved with any fucking social media a perfect timer waking at 4 going for jogs playing football in morning and to tell i was selected for playoffs for state team untial comes the 2020 the year of my downfall involved i gaming and all and yess somewhere i feel my parents provided more than i deserve every thing i asked they got those things on my table the next day i was having a gaming pc in class 9 when things just started got my ipad in 11th and as i have a brother i got myself a gaming laptop for personal use whatever i haven't used it fully till date so there was plenty of resourses with me but i had only wrong ideas to use it till here life goes good to tell you my parents dont care about my grades till last year (yes i am a dropper aage suno) then thaught kar lega itna overachieverr hai they probably dindnt know much abot jee and all till last year vey much so last year i got 68 %percentile my father asked me to take a addmission anywhere and continue my studies now whre the real downfall starts my all friends were taking drop for jee that where your heros of youtube come in with all iitbombay edits i was so overjoyed by hypes of iits and thiers aluminies that i convinced my parents to take drop he asked me where you want to study yes another climax went to kota for drop year statring of months were good i was so into studies i tell you igot in good routine here gave my first test got a pretty decent marks to my hyping oof iits got more higher but now the teachers started changing and as it was everything new for me i saw students who were previsiosly in kota and then took a drop started to leave classes and doing it on youtube i also went there yes things saterted to worsen got best backlogs you could imagine so nothing futher chapter i was able to study now here comes entry of agent 247 he speaks notes faad do gaand faad do ye kardo woh kardo prepration apne haath me lo maa chudaye coaching wale and yes i did it now padh to leta tha ques bhi bana leta tha ekk test me 187 marks aaye the fir kyuki pure hafte padha tha part test me here comes october relible se koi banda suciide karliya to test were dismised the only motivation for me to study was gone jeendal ki sankalp ki kabhi ye stategy kabhi wo plus kota ka distraction december me test hota hai got 56 marks samjh nahi aa raha kya karu left studies as got preety much fucked by kota food got food poisning and jaundice for 2 weeks fir jee jan attempts me jo aata tha jitna padha tha attempt karke aaya and got 76 percentile machudgayi plus exam bhi pada to kab 27 ki first shift mai bola aage dekhte hai went to coaching for revision waha pe aur dimag kharab kar diye teacher advnace mains ye woh kya karu samjh nai aya wo bhi chud gaya na marks aaye na test accha jaye now next 1 month sankalp mahamanushya shristi ranchna ke pramukh ki guidence wali series leli use padha seriously fir bhi aaye kitne 87 percentile now i am fucked to doo anything kah adddmision ho nahi rah drp barbad ho raha ghar wale dhokebaaz bol rahe ki tum kuch kiye hi nahi
COCLUSION FROM MY STORY

1. ghar walo ki baat mano haar cheez acch nahi hoti jo tum sochte ho unhone jyada duniya dekhi hai tumse

2.apna dimag kholo chutiyo ko pehchano
3.till my experince koi coaching koi material koi book apka selection garentee nahi karti karti hai to consistency one source of knowlege aur preseverence (dhirdhta ) there is nothing called hardwork you are not pilling stones mai bhi yahi bachchodi karta tha chud gaya roj padho thoda padho but every day think it like a food you will never miss it
4.i repeat sirf teachers ko follow karo there is differece between a coach and a player and player cannot teach you how to play a coach can player can win the trophies but only coach can teach you how you win trophies pleaese choose your mentors wisely iitians knew how they can crack jee they cannot tell you how to crack jee there is differnce in state of mind and understanding for each sometimes problem may look same but solutions are totaly different you cannot eat paracetamol to cure cancer every problem have diffrent solution so always prefer only teacher even he is at school level

1. stop following every didi bhaiya you see on social media tum uki college ki fees aur personal aminities ke liye rakhe gaye passive income ho sab saale bussiness minded hai aur apne tag ka paisa wassol rahe i repeat there is differce between you and people like me we get average points rather than topper because he follows teachers only and even someone got good through them its barely passing the cutoffs and most of times the effort of the kids .koyle me kabhi heera bhi mil jata hai.

6.use your mind meri to puri journey mistake lagti hai meri padh lena ho sakata hai kuch uniques galti mill jaye jo tum na karna if want a slight of help do dm shayad kuch help kardo guide nahi karpaunga overachiver nahi hu baki har saal admission kam ka hi hona hai to let them misguide compitition kam hi hoga

1. phone se duri agar selection hai jaruri

Context: I'm a 2nd-year student at a T100 undergrad 7-year BS/MD program and I am trying to figure out whether I should apply out.
My direct med program grants me admission to a ~T50 medical school, however, the school has three different campuses. Two of them are more rural and are more catered towards FM/less competitive specialties while the third campus (the more desirable one) is in the heart of the city and is generally much better for research, networking, and specialty choice (this is likely the campus the T50 ranking is based off). Previously, students in the program were allowed to pick any campus and have it be guaranteed for them. This would be true even if we chose to apply out. Per a recent policy change, we can be guaranteed a seat at the main city campus ONLY if I choose not to apply out to any other medical school. If I do choose to apply out, I forfeit the campus guarantee but retain my medical school seat. However, since this is a new policy and the administration is not being super transparent, we are not sure what applying out will do to our chance of being placed at the city campus (it may be impossible, it may still be possible but improbable, they refuse to say).
I would be very happy with taking the city campus guarantee, however, I'm not sure if I have a chance at getting into a T20 medical school. More specifically, I'm not sure if my chance of getting into a T20 is good enough that I can confidently forgo a guaranteed seat at the city campus. That is why, after literal years of scouring reddit for answers, I've decided to turn to reddit once more. (Yes ik applications are due in ~1 week)
Application Details:
Undergrad: T100
Grade: Sophomore (graduating early and applying this cycle)
ORM
Major: Standard premed major
cGPA: 4.0 sGPA: 4.0
MCAT: 526
Gap years: -1? lol
Research exp: 1350 hours at submission, projected 2200 hours across 2 labs (one clinical one basic).
Publications: 2 accepted to medium impact journals in the field (6th author at a SJR Q1 ranking journal and 3rd author at a SJR Q2 ranking journal), 1 under review (4th author at a SJR Q1 ranking journal).
Presentations: 3 projects presented at 7 forums/symposia (5 school presentations, 1 regional, 1 national).
Clinical Experience: 150 hours working as an EMT at submission, projected ~800 hours (just started working this semester after wrapping up the MCAT). 150 hours of basic hospital volunteering. 100 hours of volunteer experience from a club that I have a leadership position in.
Physician Shadowing: ~50 hours across 4 specialties
Non-clinical volunteering: 150 hours across two clubs I have leadership positions in.
Misc. extracurriculars: Leadership roles in 4 large organizations both on and off campus. Won a few awards and research grants. Have a hobby with ~300-400 hours that I’ve pursued on my own.
LoRs: 6 letters. Ranging from what I hope are decently strong to very strong letters from my PIs, one science prof, one non-science prof, and an academic advisor. Last letter is what's probably a very mid letter from a second science prof cause I realized I needed a second science faculty letter lmao
Personal Statement: Probably the weakest part of my application considering AMCAS opens next week and I've only just drafted them. Finding the motivation to write is difficult enough, but considering this whole policy chance shit, it's becoming increasingly frustrating to put in the work when I don't even know what I should do.
Sorry for the long post and slightly vague details (trying to remain as anonymous as I can lol). So my question after all of this is: Given my application strength/details, is it worth essentially giving up a free spot in a T50 school for the low chance that I get into a better school (preferably T20 since I'd rather just stay at my home school than go to anything lower than that) or should I just shut up and take my acceptance and continue kicking ass at this school.

Hi there I am originally from Germany but live in the US for over 20 years. My daughter is US citizen but has a German passport as well. We would like for her to go to Germany for a summer in 2025. I have family in Cologne that could help with getting information about local programs but o thought I would ask online if there is someone with experience with summer camp for kids in 4-5 grade. Thanks…

I know there's multiple posts about this but they aren't that clear to me so I'm asking if I should get the iphone 12 in 2024 I'm currently in grade 9 and will be using the phone till college so by 2026 or 2027 I'll be in college, as u would expect from a teen I'll be using the phone mostly for social media such as TikTok and Instagram for around 5 hours and some light games like subway surfers and 8 ball, I've tried going for the iphone 13 but Its to much for me and may I ask what year will the phone stop having updates and it's last iOS software

I have had 25-30MMD November-February and 17-18MMD March-May (when I started propranolol). I was taking 18+ triptans monthly this entire period.
I was episodic before this period of time.
I began getting terrified of MOH so I cut down to 11 triptans per 30days for 60 days and my doctor said she was “sure I was still getting MOH” with that frequency so now I’m mad at Triptans and seeing if i can get back to episodic if I detox from Triptans.
My doctor said, “everyone’s different, could be 7-14days.” So I am going for 14 days and I’m on day 9!!
Before this, I hadn’t gone more than 3 days without taking a Triptan. And before I managed more responsibly, I hadn’t gone more than 24-36hrs without taking triptans.
I’m also restricting ibuprofen. I started significantly reducing my ibuprofen intake when I learned about MOH but still took it 17 days last week (I did sprain my ankle too).
Now I’m trying to take 8 days a month. (I have taken it 3 times in 9 days but only 400mg once each of those days).
More info for anyone who wants it: I (F30) have a migraine (episodic 1-3 a month for 17 years) & a seizure disorder (I have average 1 (partial lobe) seizure per every 2 years). (I’m unaware of how this is connected but I bet they are because I have seizures related to my periods and have migraines related to my period. My last seizure I had during a 10 day migraine when I got a toradol shot). I have an upcoming apointment with a new headache specialist neurologist and this will be discussed. I have ASD and ADHD and CPTSD.
November was when I had to go to court to renew my domestic violence protection order (3rd year) against my ex husband (and father of my children). It is stressful to confront your abuser in the court of law and hope judgment by an old white man will “protect” you.
I thought the migraines would dissipate after court ended in March but they didn’t. I’m worried I permanently damaged my migraine disorder by mis-managing triptans.
My migraines (around 24years old) became intractable- always 3 days.
At first (during this recent timeline), doc said that I was having week long migraines because I was waiting too long to take triptans.
So then I took them at aura, everytime.
Then I was told about MOH so I took at aura but only if I havnt already for the last 2-3 days (avoided 3 (and absolutely avoided 4) days in a row).
Ubrelvy worked for 2 weeks and then stoped working. Took suma 50, suma 100, suma 200, rizo 10, rizo 20, ubrelvy 100, and finally sumatriptan shots worked best to actually abort and not just alleviate.
I got on propranolol (detailed post in my profile). Worked really well, love it- but I still was having 17+ MMD.
I started magnesium glycinate last Thursday and felt a visceral cut of my low grade constant pain. I have been waking up with migraines or headaches 5/7 days a week for the last few months.
I had my first level 9 migraine during detox yesterday (day 8) and took ubrelvy 200 and 550mg magnesium, 400mg ibuprofen and .5mg Ativan and lots of chronic and slept mostly through the night (I have a 3&5yo). It broke!
But anyway I’m just proud of being on day 9. I’m still in chronic pain but I am hoping this eventually helps in the long run.

Do not take Tim Ridenour if you love yourself and want to retain your GPA. He is the worst professor I’ve ever had. His in class examples don’t ever match his worksheets homework or test. He only teaches the theory and explains it in a way only someone who has studied the concept before understands. He told CS students to drop the class if they don’t think they’ll do well on the final. No curve, “your grade is your grade.”

I used to be that person who had no motivation and was a constant procrastinator, But for the past few days I don't know what alarm has been going off in my brain, but it's causing me to study literally ALL THE TIME. Now I am really happy for myself for this but it has come with costs, My hygiene went downhill, I don't even take a bath anymore, I wake up in the morning, go to my room and start studying and continue doing so all day, the slightest disturbance makes me go bonkers, even my parents calling me to do very small chores just irritates me, now my mother can't manage all the housework herself, so I gotta help her out but if I help her out I end up focusing on housework for 3-5 hours which is a waste of time, my schedule completely disrupts and I procrastinate the whole day. but if I don't help out, I feel bad looking at the dirty house and my poor mother sitting in the messy hall and watching TV so to cope I clean JUST my room and close the door, and stay in it the whole day studying and going outside for only minor tasks,(like going to the bathroom, eating, drinking water also which I sometimes forget). This has got my parents concerned, But I can't do anything it's either 100 or 0 for me. I am never able to maintain my studying routine in a healthy way, I sometimes pull unhealthy all-nighters to study and my sleep schedule frequently goes WACK, but I comfort myself and say "Only today, tomorrow I will wake up and do some exercise, and sleep well" but I never do it, and I know that someday I will wake up with the same excuse yesterday and end up in the hospital bed, unhealthy and sick, wondering about my past decisions. I LOVE my parent but nowadays I rarely spend time or talk to them at all. I am really worried that one day my parents will die and it will be too late to spend time with them. But I completely detached myself from them.I feel like a very selfish person.
It's either that or I wake up one day when I am 30 with no job or family, as a disappointment to my parents and society (that is when I procrastinate the whole day forever).
RECAP: the smallest distraction or disturbances make me angry and I procrastinate the whole day or I end up studying the whole day paying no need to my bodily functions.
CONTEXT: It's currently my summer vacation, I am currently in 10th grade my school starts in June and I think I am going a little too crazy for my JEE and board exam preparation.
Also please offer me any piece of long advice in English as Hindi is not my first language. You can type small comments in Hindi tho.

hello! so i have this friend called jane (fake name) and jane has a best friend named ash (also fake name) jane moved to me n ash’s school in fourth grade and we all became friends. but jane has been acting up.. like calling me names and pushing me and some times laughing at me. i ignored it but it still made me cry. and then she started doing it with ash. going behind my back and talking bad about me to my friends and classmates. but i ignored it again. fast forward to the present and she still does these things but its gotten worse. she sometimes hits me and acts like its a joke and to have some humor or whatever. but a few months ago we had this new student. lets name her may. i was too shy to go up to may but i wanted to be her friend. so i asked my friends to come with me and jane said “no, we have enough friends” then i tried convincing her then she said “we’ll go later” i just ignored her and went up to may. then when jane saw me going up to may she suddenly came with me. and now jane and may r the bestest of friends and act all lovey dovey with each other (not romantically) even tho me and jane have been friends for longer (5 years or so) and she treats me like some sort of dog, never treating me like a normal human being or even complementing me once. i shower everyone with compliments and reassurance and always listen to things they say because i dont want people to feel the same way i did when others did these things to me. but anyways. when jane needs something she acts all nice and cutesy just to get the thing that she wants. and i end up giving it to her because shes my friend. but anyways.. this one time me and my friend were practicing a dance move and were laughing and then jane and ash saw us and proceeded to get as close as they can and act like they are practicing to block us from dancing. and then ash proceeds to stare at me to see if i had a reaction. then when we were in a line i was in the back of the line and kind of cornered since the room was small. but ash was infront of me. she proceeded to talk about me to jane then suddenly turn around to me and say “oh! (name) i forgot you were here haha. i thought you left” i answered with “yeah, no i was here hah” then stare of into the sky. but i see from the corner of my eye she proceeds to stare at me to see if i have a reaction to what she said. but also every time i try standing up for my self they put the blame on me and jane gets mad at me. is this normal? or do i have weird friends. im sorry if i am very bad at explaining because im not that good at english. jane and ash have been doinf this to me every day. and i always come back from school and cry. but i cant drop my friends cuz then i’ll be eating in the bathroom so.. aitah?”

I used to be that person who had no motivation and was a constant procrastinator, But for the past few days I don't know what alarm has been going off in my brain, but it's causing me to study literally ALL THE TIME . Now I am really happy for myself for this but it has come with costs, My hygiene went downhill, I don't even take a bath anymore, I wake up in the morning, go to my room and start studying and continue doing so all day, the slightest disturbance makes me go bonkers, even my parents calling me to do very small chores just irritates me, now my mother can't manage all the housework herself, so I gotta help her out but if I help her out I end up focusing on housework for 3-5 hours which is a waste of time , my schedule completely disrupts and I procrastinate the whole day. but if I don't help out, I feel bad looking at the dirty house and my poor mother sitting in the messy hall and watching TV so to cope I clean JUST my room and close the door, and stay in it the whole day studying and going outside for only minor tasks,(like going to the bathroom, eating, drinking water also which I sometimes forget).This has got my parents concerned,But I can't do anything its either 100 or 0 for me .I am never able to maintain my studying routine in a healthy way, I sometimes pull unhealthy all-nighters to study and my sleep schedule frequently goes WACK, but I comfort myself and say "Only today, tomorrow I will wake up and do some exercise and sleep well" but I never do it, and I know that someday I will wake up with the same excuse yesterday and end up in the hospital bed, unhealthy and sick, wondering about my past decisions. I LOVE my parent but nowadays I rarely spend time or talk to them at all. I am really worried that one day my parents will die and it will be too late to spend time with them. But I completely detached myself from them.I feel like a very selfish person.
It's either that or I wake up one day when I am 30 with no job or family,as a disappointment to my parents and society (that is when I procrastinate the whole day forever).
RECAP: the smallest distraction or disturbances make me angry and I procastinate the whole day or I end up studying the whole day paying no need to my bodily functions.
CONTEXT: It's currently my summer vacation, I am currently in 10th grade my school starts in June and I think I am going a little too crazy for my JEE and board exam preparation.
Also when typing out long advice please make it english as reading long sentences in hindi is hard for me (hindi is not my mother tongue)

One part Guide / One part Rant - lets rock
Some of you may have met Agatha type monsters in realms and lose because of them due to timeouts in Realms - it is my opinion that these floors are designed to do the following.

• Waste time until Timeout
• The camera causes you to latch onto the wrong enemies and thus waste time
• frustrate you until you whip out the almighty credit card
• Still lose anyway because the problem...is Agathas.

Heres how these floors work. 1) Agatha and a single Cherub Spawn alongside adds, usually a mix of fast slashy bois and big crushy bois

• The Cherub is shielded
• Agatha is HEAVILY armored

This makes Alpha Striking Agatha impossible unless your stats are giga gachad out on higher floors (70+) - if you go for Agatha the cherub heals it and if you go Cherub Agathas abilitys go off for free.
2) Agatha spawns 4 more Cherubs and performs a "Song" - Agatha will gain a barrier and will then only take 1 damage from all attacks until her song is stopped by destroying all 4 Cherubs she spawned.
3) Each Cherub can fire an impact arrow at you to knock you out of attacks, is shielded, and can fire healing arrows at everything else including the agatha.
This composition here is...unfun, unfair, and only entertaining for the derranged but we can take it down.
First - turn on manual camera, youll need it to target the right things in the right order.
Second - your lineup needs reliable AOE to wittle down adds in the peripheral while you focus on the correct target. Below is a list of characters for element realms who fit this description.

• Fire: Blazing Tempest/Spark IgniteDB
• Ice: Eternal Nightmare / Destined Executioner
• Lightning: One Man Show / Count Thunder
• Physical: Endless Judgement

Third your lineup needs a "Delete" button - either an ult or a QTE, preferably both. Below is another list of fitting picks - Fire: Fist of Salvation; QTE and Ult - Ice: Frosty Grace; QTE - Lightning: Count Thunder - Physical: Demon Hunter / Endless judgement.
Here is your method.
1) Do not lock on when the floor starts 2) run up to the Cherub that spawns first and attack, camera is now on cherub. 3) Kill Cherub; use it to fill ULT or QTE (Gauge efficiency or mana regen cards highly suggested) 4) Toggle Camera to next Cherub - repeat step 3. 5) while using longer moves you can also sometimes change targets mid animation - this saves time while bouncing between Cherubs. ONCE all are dead her barrier drops. 6) Store up an Ult or A strong QTE and once the last Cherub is dead ULT THAT SUCKER 7) If steps 1 through 6 were scuffed due to getting hit, the game bugging you QTE, OR not killing Agatha when her barrier drops and she resummons cherubs -> Quit / Rechallenge the stage.
It doesnt need to be PERFECT but letting Agatha resummon is an autoloss unless your stats are way over qualified.
This method has been the most consistant for me and helped me Top 3 Realms above my punching grade in my server - any questions?