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im f 19 and ive recently been in a ‘situationship’. we’ve been seeing each other for around 3 months. the boy, lets call him jon, m 18, has said he dosnt want me to be his girlfriend after i’ve asked multiple times. we never said we were exclusive but we did say we wasn’t entertaining other people.
i went out the other night with some friends and another male friend who wasn’t out with us offered to pick me up and take me home to save me some money. this man had recently showed interest in me previously but nothing became of it. both me and jon have friends of the opposite gender and we were both okay with that.
i knew i liked jon a lot but he was planning on moving to a different state for college and i knew that’s why he didn’t want me to be his girlfriend. i slept with the male friend who offered to take me home. this is the first time i have seen my male friend since he showed interest in me a year ago and i have not previously entertained him prior to this night.
i told jon about it first thing in the morning. it’s safe to say whatever we had has gone. AITAH

Hello there! I’ll give you all the gist of my situation. So I’m currently a grade 10 student attending a Christian private school in Australia. All my life before hand I have attended a state school and benefitted off our country’s national disability scheme as I couldn’t speak nor write. Before my mother and my siblings lived on government support in a townhouse. I currently live in a 6 bedroom house as my mother has found a well off partner, he himself is a tale are worker who owns a few properties. I myself have gauged in socialist literature particularly in Juche and Socialism with Chinese Characteristics. I plan to go to university once I exit school and join the public service. So am I simply a reformed Proletariat with class conscious?

Can someone give me tips on resume creation when i apply for job Avery time it get rejected

Greetings from Dräken Memoria. Interested in a bit of Dungeons and Dragons? We stream live game sessions every Wednesday on twitch.tv/drakenmemoria at 10:30 p.m. EST, in a home-brewed universe and campaign. And for those on the East Coast, we have a rebroadcast at a more decent viewing hour for you on Friday at 7:30 p.m. EST.
The channel is still small, and some of the participants do not have professional equipment. So don’t expect blockbuster sound and image. However, the players are having fun, we finally have a few ambiance music, and we have finally started to work on adding warnings for followers and subscribers as well as something to watch for the pre-stream, breaks, and session ends.
The campaign is set in a medieval fantasy world with elements of realism, but no limitation on how weird it can get. Especially when gnomes are involved. Some chapters can take a turn for the weirder, darker, or comedic, but it always ends up back to its normal state at the end of the chapter. The campaign is also set to stretch in the high level.
So if you think this can interest you, give us a try. And as a side note, I just started a map making Stream on Thursdays at 9:30 p.m. EST. So if that’s more up your alley, come and join me.
twitch.tv/drakenmemoria

For as long as I can remember, I have struggled with anxiety, depression, and OCD. To make matters worse, I got diagnosed with a chronic illness at the start of college that made all of these problems worse, making college the lowest point of my life so far. Since recently graduating, and being able to get a potentially rewarding job from my degree, I incorrectly thought that the stresses that once consumed me would be gone and that the event of graduating would be a happy time that would make my depression subside. However, I am still depressed and I am not completely sure why.
Almost every day since being diagnosed with my chronic condition, my fear of death has been almost constant and I have spent the majority of my time planning out every part my life rather than just living like all of those around me, only to fall deeper into a depressive state, realizing time and time again that I just can’t come up with a way to navigate life and have the fulfilling life I desire. Ever since I have lost control of my health from my chronic illness, I have tried to over-control everything else about my life making me increasingly exhausted, confused, and depressed about the wall that is blocking me from discovering myself and living the good life.
Every time I try talking to my family about this, they don’t understand and the more I bring it up, the more they will all think I am selfish about being depressed in a life that many would love to have. My family is supportive of me and to the outsider, it would look like things are just fine for me, but that is where people don’t understand. My health condition and depression will not magically disappear if someone gives me a gift or comforts me. I have no real friends and never have and I doubt I ever will have a partner due to my introverted nature and fear of disappointing my family and this saddens me as I want these things but also want to make my family happy too. Regardless, the problems I have with my mind and body take something much more to be patched up. Something I have yet to figure out.
I’m sorry for how long, unorganized, and weird this post is, but if I understood it myself, I wouldn’t be typing any of this. I just dread the passing of time and look at each passing day that I have not completely figured out my life to be a wasted day and a day closer to my death. I have developed the mentality that I can’t truly live my life happy until I have figured out everything but that will probably never happen, especially given my unrealistic high standards and expectations of myself who already is limited due to my condition. The constant cycle of life exhausts me and I just want to figure my life out. Any advice on how to live life in the moment and not worry about not having a perfect life plan before proceeding would be much appreciated. Thank you

Tldr; old man feels nostalgic about tonight's game
20 years ago today, fresh off my freshmen year of college at St Cloud State, 19 year old me scrounged up enough money to catch game 7 vs the Kings at Buffalo Wild Wings (in St Cloud, across from Crossroads Mall).
That night was a Wednesday night and there wasnt a seat available in the restaurant. I stood all night and ate my wings near the soda fountain. My over confidence in KG led me to order hot buffalo sauce on my wings instead of medium buffalo sauce. I spent the entire 3rd quarter trying to cool my mouth down
As we all know, the Wolves won that fateful Game 7 in western conference semifinals. And tonight, Ant will follow suit and deliver the franchise our next memorable moment
I no longer live in MN, but will be heading to BWW. I will again order hot buffalo sauce on my wings in solidarity with my 19 year old self. I encourage everyone to join me by heading to BWW (especially if you are near St Cloud) and order a wing sauce much hotter than your body can tolerate and we can all exercise this franchise's demons together
If anyone has read this far in the post, share where you were that night and any memories you had.

Wondering if it’s bad or solid?

Neutrinos, muons, possibly photons. This is what we can detect and believe to exist which is already in the quantum realm.
Given that EM radiation loses energy over distances and through the expansion of the universe, did the first stages of our universe have a much higher energy state? Could the big bang have been a higher energy state than anything that has existed since and, in a sense, collapsed? More specifically, an ultra dense, high energy-state particle/matter' reaching criticality of some sort?
Could the big bang be the result of a single particle of this nature, collapsing by virtue of an empty universe. In simpler terms: "from both everything and nothing, came something." Similar to catenoids and unstable regions where "flipping"/collapse is likely.
On a final note is it possible that, at the core of possibly a multiverse, is a dual-verse? Something entirely opposite to our own universe but "twins" in a sense. What if chirality in chemistry, DNA and other occurrences in nature are because we exist in one of two possible universes resulting from some extremely profound collapse I can't quite comprehend.
Please excuse my madacres. Genuinely curious, but I don't know enough about astrophysics and quantum/theoretical physics. Thanks!

TW: Su*cide
Please don't post this on any other social media platforms (especially Tiktok).
I plan to k—ll myself once mag-fail ako mag-Laude.
Yes, you read it right. For context, I am currently a 3rd year college student and consistent President's Lister. Sa almost 21 years ko nabubuhay sa mundo, my parents never fail to make me feel like a trophy child (only child lang din ako). Sobrang pressure na nararamdaman ko kasi ang taas ng expectations nila sa akin and kaunting pagkakamali ko lang sa acads e grabe na ang disappointment nila. I can't count how many times nagsabi ang mother ko sa akin na talino na lang meron ako at kapag nawala na 'yon wala na akong kwenta. They love to paint me as the perfect daughter sa ibang tao kaya ayaw na ayaw nila may ginagawa akong against their wants kasi masisira iyong image ko na binuo nila to boost their ego.
Laging sinusumbat ng parents ko ginastos nila sa mga pangangailangan ko mula pagkabata at ultimo pamasahe ko papuntang university (I live almost 3 hours away from school). Wala akong tuition fee kasi State U ako sa Manila kaya laking pasalamat ko na lang din sa sarili ko kasi if I pursued my dream to study in ADMU, mas marami pa silang isusumbat sa akin. Sinusumbat nila sa akin mga ginastos nila sa akin at dapat lang daw na suklian ko ng mataas na grades.
I am doing side hustles pero hindi sapat ang kita ko to cover all my expenses kaya somewhat dependent pa ako sa kanila. Lagi nilang pinapamukha sa akin na dapat graduate ako with Latin Honor. Otherwise, katakot-takot na disappointment at galit ang ibabato nila sa akin. Although I know that I can achieve their dream for me, may doubt pa rin ako kaunti kasi may mga profs talaga na sisira sa goal mo no matter how smart you are in class.
Hindi ko na kakayanin pa ang pressure at kung ano mang masamang treatment ang ibibigay nila in case hindi ako mag-Laude, kaya naman desido na akong tapusin ang buhay ko kapag hindi ko natupad ang gusto nila.

I started dating my ex in 2020. During the pandemic, I had a bunch of free time cuz I met her online. We met in March, during my exams. Though it was my exams, talk a lot. We sparked in May and kinda of stated dating. We had on and off for 2 years until I went to college and I thought I will never meet her again, because our paths our different, our journeys will never be the same. So I thought I had to move on.
Even earlier, I thought I had to move on. I tried to break up so many times but we kept meeting again because of one thing or the other. I missed a lot. She knows the real me and I am glad that we met. She is the only one I could open up to in the time of need.
But the problem is, it's online. I know nothing about this sub or the intentions of the people around here but pls don't hate. I do realize it's online. So I always found it impractical to date someone online when you haven't even met once. We have different backgrounds. But trust me when I say she was awesome to talk to. I think she has a bright future ahead of her because she is really focused. The last time we talked was 6 months ago, and she had seemed move on. It was also because I felt I had nothing to talk about and the conversation died instantly. I unintentionally shut her down instantly even when she wanted to take interest. I realized it later, my bad
What do I do now to get her back? I really feel this could somewhere. It's been 4 years and I still feel it. Maybe I am delusional but I am 20 now. What is now is now here. My b'day was last month. I wanna be with her. It won't change or go away! How do I get her back?

Six months ago I graduated as a Bachelor of Arts (BA)in the Netherlands. The study I did is quite a broad one, focussing on a lot of things marketing wise, from project managing to visual creation. Before this I did a 4 year sort of pre college study on multi media. During this whole period till now I have always had a fascination on film and have always been working on that. During the years of studying I created a freelance sidejob where I do video, from small jobs to big ones. The past couple of months I have been focussing more on the freelance life and it has been a fruitful one! I did some cool projects here and there and have some coming up.
Of course this sounds cool and great.
But I have the feeling and wish to do something big. Freelance is something I like, I love the part that I can be fully responsible for a project and sometimes partly. But I also think that working in a company would give me unique insights in how other people work. This is something I miss in my current state. Another wish is that I would love to work abroad. It is something that keeps me motivated, like an idea that will happen shortly or in a while.
I have been looking on websites and shown interest about this to others who might know more about this. And this gave me insights but not enough. So this is my question. Where does one seek information about working abroad (Italy, UK, Asia, US etc)? In a marketing/creative job and hopefully with a film twist to it haha.. thanks in advance!

The church's earliest visitors on Sunday are a group of kind-hearted do-gooders. And Lucas is there too.
The group, including Lucas, is diligently doing last-minute preparations, carefully and skillfully tending to the food they expertly prepared yesterday. Every single person involved in the work does their part with impressive ease and earned confidence. Lucas's careful contributions, both his direct, visible work, and the boons conferred by his presence allow them to do their work with newfound ease, confidence, and remarkable luck. Lucas occasionally makes minor missteps, but those are due more to the drawbacks he is enduring than anything he actually does. And every time he makes a mistake it's so minor a few deft movements are enough for him to overcome them. All the while he is texting Hannah and is visibly excited to volunteer, even though his motives are still quite selfish.
Lucas wisely does not take a leadership role here. The diligent figure follows the lead of his more experienced peers, and his endless, untiring contributions are enough to allow the group to be ready in an hour, completing work that normally takes them two or three thanks to the various perks Lucas grants them, as well as his actual, material contributions. When the group is ready, Lucas suggests they all swap stories about what led them to volunteer here.
The five volunteers and the pastor encourage the newcomer to go first, and he deftly weaves a tale that incorporates bits and pieces of the backstory he constructed for himself at his job. He explains that he grew up as the only child of a family in a small town and that he has been volunteering in minor capacities his whole life. He tells his new friends the same fanciful lies he told his coworkers and is a bit shocked when he gets the "Storytelling" skill. After that, his companions share their own stories with him. The pastor goes first, explaining that when he took over the church not one charitable act was occurring here and in only a few short years the pastor has massively changed that. The others all share various stories about how they've needed food before, or known people who needed a meal, and so they wanted to make sure that if someone needed a meal they could get it. The stories stir Lucas's heart, and he feels a pang of sincere admiration for his new friends. That said the pragmatic figure is not someone who is so kind-hearted that he'd lose sight of his larger objectives here.
While his companions share their stories he activates "Rogue", but focuses the skill on his hands. This decision almost completely cloaks his hands, rendering them invisible just long enough for Lucas to pour healing magic into the soup. He pours all of his magical energy into the stuff, exhausting himself but that is a minor inconvenience given one of his handy toys and especially when he receives a notification alerting him that he has gained an "Overcharge" skill; the ability to empower something by putting more into it.
As soon as everyone finishes their stories there is just enough time for the group of volunteers to go and get ready for the first of the arrivals at the kitchen. When Lucas is out of view of everyone he reaches into his inventory and pulls out his nifty arcane potion and downs it. The instant that the golden liquid touches his lips his power begins to flow back into him, suffusing his very soul. Minutes later the lad is welcoming guests and visitors to the church. People excitedly greet him, stunned in two different ways by his appearance.
Firstly there is the fact that Lucas is stunning, aesthetically. No matter one's preferences, no one can honestly deny his wholesome movie star looks, and no one tries to. But here, in the soup kitchen, that's the less important part of his appeal. The more important aspect of his appearance is his newness. Many of the people who appear early are people who come to the church regularly, and they recognize everyone there but him. This gives the young volunteer a chance to make several new admirers, and he navigates these social interactions with aplomb. The figure, at this point, doesn't even rely on his perks, having grown accustomed to his new life and reality.
As the figure encourages the visitors to come and grab food he is extremely pleased when he feels time freeze the first time someone tastes the food he made. This is due to the fact that he is making progress towards his quest to become a "White Mage" the formal name given to the "Healer" class he received a quest to become earlier this week, The quest asks him to heal 100 people, and this marks one of the first times he has made progress towards it. The figure smiles internally as he deactivates the notification that froze time and continues the important work he's been assigned; welcoming guests and working to log in the information they're willing to give about themselves. To achieve this task the eager go-getter has a clipboard and is stationed near the entrance to the part of the church that houses the kitchen where the chefs made the food. Every time someone new eats the food he spelled to be restorative the figure has to deal with paused time, but only the first time someone lifts some of the ensorcelled food to their lips, and each time his excitement at the prospect of obtaining a new class grows more intense.
For the first hour only long-term, regular members of the church's congregation, and their hungry friends, come to the kitchen. The pastor is one of the figures serving them food, while Lucas continues the important work he was asked to do. During this time 22 people make their way through the kitchen, greeting Lucas with excited smiles and happily volunteering the same information they've volunteered before to other individuals tasked with doing Lucas's current work. The young jumper listens to distant conversations even as he writes down the information of various individuals. He smiles internally whenever he overhears someone saying that the food tastes different somehow, better than it has before. Such individuals also sometimes notice how immediately the pain they're in lessens, their old aches and pains fading and in some cases disappearing altogether. They don't know about the magic that is repairing their bodies, the sacred energies that course into them with every faint bite or spoonful of food they eat. Also during this time the chef gains more experience
Lucas doesn't consciously know this but his decision to pour all of his magic into the food has supercharged it. If not for his decision to infuse the food with healing magic again time, coupled with the diffuse nature of the soup would have weakened the healing properties of the magic, but Lucas's choice to suffuse the food with as much magic as he could in short order before the hungry congregants and community members began to arrive has sanctified the food and empowered it's naturally restorative and fortifying properties almost making it something like a potion of sorts.
More people begin to arrive during the second hour of the meal serving period. Some of these people are brand new, and of them a handful gawk at Lucas. These individuals, include homeless youth. teen parents, and college students can't resist the urge to take in the cool glass of water on a hot day that is the charming volunteer. His ability to feign kindness and his almost but not quite eerie sense of their emotional states is enough to allow them to develop crushes, platonic or otherwise, on the figure. And in the space of the hour 40 such individuals come through and eat more of Lucas's cooking, enough to allow him to level up his chef class one more time. He eagerly takes a new class ability, one that allows him to grant food he cooks very minor buffs, though he finds that it's not retroactive.
During this time the pastor gives a very brief address to the crowd of gathered individuals, and introduces Lucas to everyone though Lucas has already been social enough and diligent enough to do that himself. Lucas eagerly thanks everyone for joining them today, and during this time he experiences a very subtle glitch where he says a word but no one notices it. The young adventurer simply ignores the glitch, but not before noting that it's the first one he's experienced in a public situation.
During the last forty five minutes of the meal more people come through, and this group is the oddest and the largest. These folks are the irregulars; people who occasionally need the meals the kitchen provides but who don't love prospect of coming to the kitchen. This group numbers a total 45 of individuals, and by the time they eat the effects of the food are less miraculous, but still solidly strong. At the same time when the next to last person to eat grabs a spoonful of soup and lifts it to her lips she is unknowingly responsible for time freezing and Lucas gaining a new class, The excited hero immediately changes classes and gains a boost to his intelligence and charisma as a result of it as well as just enough experience to boost the power of "Support", making this the first time that a perk of his has been directly strengthened to a quantifiable extent.
"Support" is the most subtle of Lucas's perks other than "The Devil's Own Luck". This perk makes him a more effective leader and teammate, and boosts the efforts of his c;lose-by allies by the equivalent of a "+2", until just now, modifier in TTRPG terms and weakens the efforts of his c;lose-by enemies by "-2", or now "-3". In layman's terms all of the efforts of his allies by a tiny but noticeable margin and weakens the efforts of his enemies by an equal amount. The perk also allows for buffs or debuffs to affect all allies or enemies in close proximity to each other, but Lucas has not had many chances to buff allies or fight enemies. One effect this perk has had is that it allows his friends to cook food that is more delicious, more filling, and healthier than their past efforts. Another effect of it is that it has helped those who eat said food to ingest it more easily and thus allows them to eat it without fears of stomach pains. New spells also appear in the hero's mental grimoire, ones that offer minor buffs or debuffs to friends and enemies, targeting their attributes, but none that consider Lucas a viable target.
The hero delights in his new class and is excited to have the chance to grow as a healer and support provider but the day isn't done. When the last of the crowd leaves Lucas and the rest of his friends stay behind to clean up. Lucas is eager to put his newly enhanced perk to the test, and during these efforts Lucas gains the "Cleaner" class, a class whose initial benefits to him include a boost to his senses and to his skill with anything intended to be used to clean something. During the cleaning, Lucas does not quite gain enough experience to level up, but he knows that he will in time.
Eventually Lucas bids his new friends farewell and makes his way to the gym. He works out somewhat intensely during this time, gaining a series of new skills in the form of swimming and boxing, thanks to his time engaging in a decently stimulating jaunt around the lap pool, followed by his participation in a class that revolves around self-defense. Thanks to "Master of All" and his decision to swap classes to "Fighter" he manages to level up both his "Mage" and his "Fighter" class, opting to give himself a boost to his endurance as a class skill for "Fighter", and a boost to the rate at which he regenerates arcane energy as his class skill for "Mage". It is during this time that Lucas figures out that for his classes to level up he needs to gain class-based experience, but this is the first time that he has seen that he can level a class up without having the class equipped, there just seems to be some relative debuff to the experience gained by the classes he doesn't have equipped. This insight boosts his intelligence, the realization itself serving as a sort of training of the attribute.
By the time Lucas returns to his apartment he is immensely satisfied with the day he has had. The moon is visible in the night's sky when he steps into his apartment he is ready to spend the rest of the day honing his skills and gaining valuable experience. He immediately starts this off by using some of his magic to mess with some of his possessions, positioning and repositioning them as he pleases with telekinesis. For the first time the figure shuts his eyes and practices his telekinesis by feeling alone, an exercise which results in the acquisition of a strange new skill: Extrasensory Perception, or ESP. The figure excitedly practices this skill, even as he levels up his "Spatial Magic" skill and gains an expensive new spell: "Minor Teleport". This particular spell lets him teleport objects he can see and hit with a small magical ray, causing light, small objects he hits to appear in his hand. The mage's skills with this are enough to allow him to hit a kitchen knife with it and teleport it to him without any issues. Lucas's mind fills with possibilities as he takes in the wicked potential of this spell. Still, the spell costs enough that he can only cast it once or twice without waiting for his pool of arcane energy to recover which limits it's usefulness somewhat but that's only a short term problem.
Monday rolls around and when it does Lucas is delighted to find that he is familiar enough with his surroundings that he settles into a routine. The jumper almost immediately throws himself into his work the minute he arrives at the office and he quickly grinds the day away. The only notable event is his realization that Amy is developing a crush on him, something he notices during lunch when he is eating with her and their small cadre of colleagues, when she eagerly asks him about volunteering. On Monday afternoon the lad goes to the gym and works out, taking another dancing class and leveling up the class partway through the workout. He gains a class skill which allows him to more easily persuade anyone who sees him perform a few dances, which he realizes probably won't be very useful in this jump but might mean something later on in his "Chain" as his employer called it several days ago.
The figure spends part of the night leveling his rogue class and gaining skills associated with it thanks in part to his "Rogue" perk and his new spells. He sticks to public places, and stays out just long enough for some shopping outlets and malls to close. He limits his targets to small objects like keys and wallets with his magic, and occasionally targets people with debuffs. He also levels "Observe" enough that he can learn the moods of living things just by using the skill, When his rogue class levels up he snags a new skill which boosts the effectiveness of his actions when he is unseen by the people he is targeting. He also snags a title: "Arcane Sneak", which boosts his magical regeneration when he is unnoticed by people or in the immediate aftermath of him using magic to take something that belongs to someone else.
The next month and a half passes in a blur, and Lucas develops a decently strict schedule he sticks to. On Mondays he trains a specific class, not necessarily rogue but definitely something. On Tuesdays he works out, including taking Zumba, a boxing class, and swimming. On Wednesdays he does meal prep and stays at home honing minor stuff. On Thursday he does some sort of volunteering, and on Fridays he actually relaxes and does something like writing or website design. The weekends are filled with volunteering and city exploration.
During this time his classes, other than chef, dancer, and mage, are slow to level up. He actively practices magic, he is a regular chef, and he turns a passive admiration he once had for dancers into something he is surprisingly passionate about. He also begins to volunteer at the hospital he visited, spending a few hours every Saturday in a small room in the back of the hospital looking through paperwork and doing stuff he didn't anticipate a hospital volunteer doing. Still, he quickly racks up trust and admiration from the few hospital staff members who know of him, thanks to his ability to just not complain, coupled with his stunning effectiveness at what he does.
As he begins to approach the two month mark he is a level 10 chef, level 12 dancer, and a level 6 mage, and a level 3 fighter, rogue, and white mage, as well as a level 4 cleaner. It turns out that each class levels a bit differently, which has inadvertently skewed his leveling but he's become an advanced enough chef that his food can be actively beneficial or detrimental and that there is now a 5% reduction in how long it takes him to cook something. He can also now gain modifiers to his interactions with people who've eaten several dishes he's made, provided they enjoyed them. His dancing is similarly useful, and he is a much better mage now than he once was. The figure can also cast spells and use an ability that prevents something from getting dirty, or magically cleanse objects. Despite all of this he remains a level 1 human, having not gained any experience that would level him as a member of his species; it seems that for him to gain such experience he needs to engage in combat and even when he's sparred with people he doesn't fight them to unconsciousness.
He leaves his apartment on the last Monday in October with a smile on his face, ready to begin a new work week.

It is my honor and privilege to be the newest head coach here at the University of Texas at El Paso. It’s a great day to be a Miner. It’s a great day for West Texas. A new era for Miner Football. And a day that the El Paso community will never forget.
We are going to build a championship program. We are going to build a program that is the pride of West Texas. We are going to build a program that is the pride of Texas. A program that is not just feared in Conference USA, but in the entire USA.
We will play a high intensity brand of football. A high octane offense that will beat you through the air and on the ground. We will play a ruthless defense that will attack every single down.
We will recruit, relentlessly. We will bring in players that exemplify the pride and passion of Texas, and we will bring in players who will bring the fire and strength to take on any challengers we face. Big or small. Be it Sam Houston State or Louisiana State. Be it Alabama Birmingham, or the Alabama Crimson Tide.
The Sun Bowl will not only be known as a place you might make it to at the end of year if you have a good season, but as a place to be feared, the entire season. We will pack the Sun Bowl with blue and orange, and it will be rocking every single week.
This will not be an easy task, there will be losses, but we will not fail. We will not fail. We will mine for gold, and we will find it.
Students, we need ya. Alumni, we need ya. People of El Paso, support us. People of West Texas, get behind us. We will build this dream together.
Miners everywhere, grab a pickaxe and let’s start swinging, because we are taking UTEP football to the top, together, right now! Picks up!

I'm considering taking a partial drop and later securing admission to another college through a different entrance exam. what's the critera or documents that I will need to leave my previous college...? Because I read somewhere that I have to pay the whole 4yrs Btech fees and obtain a No Objection Certificate (NOC) from both my current college and the state government where it's located can anyone confirm if this is true or provide insight into any other conditions that may apply?

I’m about to be starting school at a community college with a plan to transfer into a university once I’m out using the 9/11. Prior to me leaving my job is there anyway I can reach out to colleges and apply before my contract ends? I just want to see if there’s a way to ensure a plan before leaving my paying job and possibly not being picked up by a college. Advice appreciated!

I've been in love with this woman(X) since I was 14 or 15. I'm 26 now. Nearly 10 or 11 years later. We've been close friends on and off througout these years. On and off because I keep trying to cut ties(which I fail to keep cut because I just end up talking to her again). I did it once in high school when she got a boyfriend and then started talking to her again when they broke up, but I never had the balls to ask her out the rest of high school, and finally when it ended I tried cutting ties again before I left for uni(thought it'd be for good this time because we were going to different states, more than 10 hours away from each other). Things were going okay in uni, in my first year, and I found someone else(Y) that I liked, she had a boyfriend(long distance) so I wasn't hitting on her but l'm pretty sure she knew I liked her. We got really close in the first few months of uni, one day she asks me if i like her and I said yes, after which we stopped talking which really fucking hurt because I thought we were close friends. Right after that happened I started texting X again and it was like we never stopped talking. I got caught for weed at my dorm one night and while I was flipping out about being kicked out of the dorm and my parents finding out, she calls me up and one of the worst nights of my life turned out to be the best, and I guess that's when I realized I'm might still be in love with her. And I confirmed I was in love with her when one of our mutual friends told me that she told him that she liked me at some point in high school. But I didn't wanna admit it or tell her because I saw no point since we were 10 hours apart which just made me feel like absolute shit. Prior to college, till shit went south with Y, I'd never smoked(cigs or weed) or drank and was completely against it. One night I decided to get wasted(it was my first time getting drunk, and the last tbh for another 2 years) and since I didnt know any better I had 8 or 9 shots of whiskey back to back after which I got pretty fucked up and out of control and I ended up texting her admitting how I felt in I think a fucking 3 page essay to which I got no response which made me feel like absolute dogshit and I ended up crying the entire night at my friend's place. Next day I was still feeling like shit and I was at another friend's place smoking up and still crying about it to him and he just picks up my phone and calls her up and asks her to talk to me and she tells me she doesn't feel the same which broke me. After that conversation I just decided to just say fuck it, and fuck up my life, and I was just getting high on weed, alcohol or some other substance every day for the next 4 years. I barely attended uni, managed to get a year back. Pretty much wasted 5 years of my life just getting high or drunk. Anyways after that conversation with X, I stopped talking to her till I think my third year of uni. I met her once in twice in between, once when we were both back at our hometown, and once when she came to score some weed with her boyfriend (yeah I was also a dealer in uni). When I got into my 3rd year of uni, one day she hits me up outta nowhere and she said she's coming over to stay with me, and she stayed for like 2 days. I didnt make a move because I am a fucking dumbass, and I thought she just came there because we were friends. I call myself a dumbass because I do not understand signals from women. I'm also calling myself a dumbass because me and X ended up making out last year and she told me that she's wanted to do this for a while and when I asked her when she told me it whenever she came over to stay with me(which happened like 2 times). And the thing is, we made out after not talking to each other for nearly 3 years. After my uni I decided to completely cut ties with her because I knew that I was fucking up my life and one of the main reasons, there were plenty tbh, that were much worse than a girl not liking me but none of that mattered really because I honestly haven't cared about anything or anyone as much as I cared about her and I didnt know how to get her to like me. At the time I even thought it was all her fault(because it's definitely easier to blame someone else for the shit that goes wrong in your life than to admit that you're the fucking problem) and so one night I just sent her this huge message telling her to get the fuck out if my life and how she has ruined it and blocked her. After this I decided to quit smoking weed every day and isolated myself for a good 6 months(well not really by choice, I decided to move to my uncle's house during covid, and he wouldn't let me out because he was scared of getting infected). After the 6 months I went back to my hometown and I meet her the day after I landed(cuz we have mutual friends) and she asked me if i blocked her and I said yeah. We ended up meeting again a couple of times because we pretty much have the same friends, which didn't help me get over her so I just decided to cut out all my friends for like 2 years. And honestly speaking I got my shit together in those 2 years. Now I've never been someone with a lot of confidence my whole life. I've been an addict with no self control. Addicted to different substances, food, porn, cigarettes, just being an absolute waste man. Throughout high-school I was a fatass ugly fucker. I got attractive in uni cuz I smoked weed and lost a fuck ton of weight, I was attractive on the outside but a piece of shit on the inside(I knew it, but no one else really did)so getting attractive really didn't help my confidence a bit. In the last 2 years I finally got my shit together, got over almost all my addictions(smoking was my main, now it's porn, trying to get over it now) started going to the gym regularly and felt happy about myself, and I decided to start talking to my old friends and unblocked X because I finally realized it's not her fault that shit went wrong in my life, but my own which i didn't really admit to her cuz I had too much ego. I didn't even start talking to her, I just unblocked her and started following her socials. We ended up meeting because of our mutual friends, and the second time we met, we got super drunk, and we both started apologizing to each other. Later that night she made a move on me and we made out for a bit. Now I've hooked up with other people, but I've always felt like shit about it because it just never felt good. But I can't forget this fucking night, like it's etched in my fucking memory unlike most things because I have a shit memory. Honestly I forget most things that happen in my life except for moments i spend with her. Thing is I didn't wanna pursue it any further because I was leaving the country to pursue my passion (which didn't work out and I returned back home) and now I feel like it's too late to pursue it, because I don't think she's interested. I don't wanna tell her how I feel either because I've done this before and it's never worked out. I used to keep making excuses about being single to everyone by telling people that i don't have the opportunity to meet a lot of women after college(partially true), but now at my new job I meet plenty of women but I'm not interested in any of them because I know deep down I'm still in love with X. I don't think I can fall in love with anyone else and honestly I don't know what the fuck to do at this point. Worst part is life is going great at this point after being down in the dumps for so long. Got a decent job that I actually like going to, got great friends, have a lot of control over myself, but I still don't feel any happier because I'm not with her. Can't even tell this to anyone cuz our mutual friends think I'm over her, and don't know anything that happened between us. And my other friends just don't support me liking her so I just tell them I don't like her anymore.

Today: · I am grateful I didn’t place a bet in the last 24 hours.
· I am grateful to see how distracted my mind is.
· I am grateful to see its tendency to not accept and be frustrated with life as it is and not how it wants it to be so that I can be ok inside.
· I am grateful for yesterday’s reminder that I am responsible for my inner state.
· I am grateful that the quality of my life deteriorates when I give up that responsibility and let it be run by and be dependent upon other thoughts, emotions, people, places and things that aren’t me.
· I am grateful to see how disappointment with my recurring negative habitual thinking creates self-resentment and leads me to say “fuck off” to responsibilities and self-regulating positive healthy daily activities like meditation.
· I am grateful to see compulsive unmindful behavior manifest itself in ways other than gambling – like compulsive video game playing, compulsive eating, and compulsive weight-checking.
· I am grateful to see these patterns that show me that deep down I’m not accepting responsibility for the quality and health of my inner being, I’m not accepting who I am, what I’m thinking, what I’m feeling, and the experiences and reality that is happening in front of me.
· I am grateful for reminders that this suffering can be my teacher and help me grow, but it starts with accepting that my suffering exists, not pushing it away, and openly listening to what it is telling me.
· I am grateful that I am alive, and the Universe and life is always there to guide me through all situations, including the difficult ones. I’m never alone.

im actually from ustshs stem and omg and daming pabuhat! i was just an average student in my jhs (not ust) but became one of the top students of my class when I transferred to ustshs. so I was expecting it would be the same in college (I'm in faculty of pharmacy). but man. on the first day of college palang, I felt like I was the stupidest person in the room. i did not expect my blockmates to be THIS smart. like one of my friends went to me one time crying cus her score was so low daw in our quiz (she got 53/60) so I didn't know how to react cus I got 47/60 and I thought that was high na 💀 basta my blockmates are on another level of smart nakakahiya lowkey considered transferring to dlsu cus one of my friends there (from ustshs too) said that they're super chill and her college life was getting too boring cus of how chill it is. LIKEE I WISH I WAS LIKE THAT TOO. i sleep for a maximum of 5 hours, study all day, and still get averageto high but not perfect scores.
anyway if ure currently in ustshs, don't believe the profs when they say you can survive anything once u graduate there. maybe applicable if you transfer to another school???? but if you're going to stay in ust... hahahahahahahahaITS A LIE DONT BELIEVE THEM. I struggled so much esp nung first semester cus I had to adjust my standards if I didn't want to be at the bottomest bottom of the class