Hello,
I am in a master’s degree for forensic science.
Hello,
I am in a master’s degree for forensic science.
Hello everyone, I need participants for my dissertation study!
You will learn how to analyse and compare real fingerprints and have the chance to win a 20 £ amazon voucher. It should only take 15-30 minutes and I’m happy about every participant! Thank you so much beforehand.
https://opinio.ucl.ac.uk/s?s=56270
Please do finish the study once you start it as this is very important for proper analysis. You will analyse 4 latent prints (A-D) and compare each print to six exemplar prints each.
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Hello! That is very difficult for me to answer. I know my first stories must have been from when I was 12-15 which is quite the age range but I honestly do not know anymore. My output varied hugely over the years; sometimes nothing for months, then an unfinished short story. I have never written a whole book – I have a few ideas that feel like a big universe to me, a whole world, and that demand to be paid attention and love to, but they are not nearly ready. I give them and myself that time. I was very self-conscious when I was younger and many stories never touched paper, just staying in my head.
I find it hard to talk about my writing history, strangely, because I used to feel insecure about others going “I started at 3 and wrote my first book by 10″ (slight exaggeration, forgive me).
Then one day I decided well, a badly written story is better than no story, so from that day on, I began writing down every idea no matter how terrible it seemed. That must have been around 18-21.
But writing is an ageless discipline. You can start at 20, at 30, at 60. It WILL take time to improve. It just does. Talent is nice but it only gives you a headstart, or a map in your hand, or nice shoes, but constant work walks you along the path and navigates your journey. I’m very flattered and blushing by you calling me eloquent… but no, I was not always. My first stories were as cliché as they come. Some still are. Some are only to others. Some days I think any word I touch is garbage and I forgot how to string a sentence. English isn’t my native language and sometimes it’s a purring kitten, sometimes a beast I’m forced to tame. I’m really happy you see my work as eloquent; I did not consciously try to make it so, but if it sounds elegant and native, then this made my day and probably my whole year. Thank you!
wrong. I didn’t finish evangelion, evangelion finished me
I have two episodes left, everything went to hell, all love is dead and I just do not think that this can get any worse in any possible way.
update: I now have an existential crisis, thanks
I have two episodes left, everything went to hell, all love is dead and I just do not think that this can get any worse in any possible way.
You know, I’ve actually never seen Neon Genesis Evangelion so I think I’ll watch it. Apparently it’s one of those animes “that everyone has seen”. It only has 26 episodes, too. Quite short. How much can even happen in 26 episodes?
I’m almost halfway through and everyone’s telling me that something big is coming but ??? I’m not seeing it?? The psychological conflicts of putting fucking 14 year olds (why that age??) into robots is obvious but?? where is this heading? also I hope Shinji catches a break soon, he’s really goddamn stressed.
I took the PhD offer in Canada.
I’ll be moving across an entire ocean to a country whose language I am not a native speaker of, and I’ll start pursuing my PhD in autumn, funded.
It’s mindblowing, I still can’t breathe yet, but this is it. This is where I’m going to go and who I’m going to be.
Moving abroad for my current studies was one of the most exciting and adventurous decisions I’ve ever made. I have not the faintest idea where else except to one of the best universities worldwide this will take me – as a writer, a human, as someone who aims for the moon and hopes for stars, too, along the way.
And I’m absolutely thrilled to earth and hell to find out.
so that happened. wow. wow. uhm. how do I process this (I don’t, that’s how).
I’ve been admitted to a PhD program in Canada. I’m in. I could go there.
hah. it hasn’t really sunk in yet? I haven’t fully realized? and I don’t know if I’ll go because the stipend is – I don’t know if I can live off of that and there’s other factors but oh. my. god.
I have a PhD offer.
today in “the universe fucks with me”: getting notified that a decision about one of my PhD applications has been made, but still having to wait for the email with the actual outcome of the decision – @ Schrödinger, bloody fuckén fight me.