My friends, idk how, but im gonna figure out a way to share my final presentation with you guys for a class after I finish it. Because I'll be damned if I'm gonna be this passionate about this thing, do all the research, make a ppt AND cardboard tri-fold, and present this at a "Research Symposium" for 2 hours to whoever stops at my booth during finals week to not share with the people I like most 😤
Basically for the project we have to take a person or event and give background on them before analyzing them through a Social Psychology lense (bc the class is social psychology lol). AND GODS DO I LOVE SHIT LIKE THISSSSS. I will not be sharing what event I chose for two reason: 1) I want ya'll to read and learn about it through my post when I post it 😌 and 2) It's a REALLY obscure event from what I've gathered (like I barely have 5 sources for references and one's ONLY in german) and I doubt many would know what I was talking about.
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Meddling and forced proximity!!
thank you so so much!!! <3 (also I simply do not understand the concept of 3 sentences, we're ignoring that today)
The dinner isn’t awkward exactly, Steve is just very aware of Eddie and the way he keeps sending him sad looks. Like he has any right to do that when he’s the one who- Steve cuts off that thought, he’s not going there. Not right now.
He bounces his leg restlessly and wishes he could go for a run, or go down to the lake and swim to clear his thoughts. But he can’t and he also can't keep ignoring everyone. So, he turns to Joyce, opens his mouth to speak but she beats him to it.
“How are things? You seem tense,” her eyebrows furrow as she looks him up and down.
Steve should have talked to Hopper instead. This woman is way too perceptive and unlike Hopper completely unwilling to leave things alone.
“I’m good,” he says, managing to sound mostly normal, “just peachy.”
He takes a sip of his beer to focus on something else than the way her eyes bore into his soul. How does she look so kind and terrifying at the same time?
“Uh-huh,” she says not missing a beat and clearly not buying it, “so what’s happening with you and Eddie?”
Steve inhales in surprise and almost chokes on his beer. Coughing and spluttering as it goes down the wrong pipe.
“Sorry, what?” He croaks out.
“Neither of you are subtle,” she tells him smacking his back so hard he thinks it might do more harm than good.
Steve doesn’t know what to say to that. Especially not after his and Eddies last conversation, so he shrugs noncommittally and hopes it's enough of a response.
She doesn't say anything back but keeps looking at him, eyes skeptical. After a while, she seems to come to some conclusion.
“Well, you’re in his room while we’re here and kicking you out of yours so you can figure it out then.”
Steve did not know that. No one, not even Eddie, bothered to tell him they’d be sharing a bed for two nights, which is just fantastic.
A day ago he would have been happy about this. Now though? He’s wondering if he can convince Robin to share her twin bed with him, or just let him sleep on her floor.
wip weekend/make me write
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it’s yom kippur now and im not supposed to eat anything until sunset tomorrow but ive had a headache all day and rn its fucking SPLITTING but im 5 hours into the fast and i don’t know what to do. eating something would probably make me feel better but it’s yom kippur and i don’t have a longstanding ailment that would prohibit me from fasting or whatever it’s just i woke up with a headache that has gotten worse throughout the day and now the fast has started but it’s the worst it’s been all day. idk what to do. i need to eat something but i can’t
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