𝐏𝐮𝐭 𝐀 𝐋𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐎𝐧 𝐌𝐞 🌙
Idk if I’m defending myself or basically protecting myself from Scolding myself yk “ جلد الذات " In both situations i will scold me Anyway it wasn’t that good period It was such a hard time Like the hardest till now in my life I tried, not my best but I…
Proud of you!!
That's my girl!!
That's my girl!!
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I don’t fully believe in those cuz everyone has his own way, but it can be so useful to people who don’t know how to start or manage time
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Pomodoro Technique
is a time management method based on 25-minute stretches of focused work broken by five-minute breaks. Longer breaks, typically 15 to 30 minutes, are taken after four consecutive work intervals.
- it is highly effective as it helps you effectively manage your time
- Its creator, Francesco Cirillo, was using a timer in the shape of a tomato when he was a student at the university, to develop his idea after that in the late eighties, and it became one of the most popular organizing techniques.
is a time management method based on 25-minute stretches of focused work broken by five-minute breaks. Longer breaks, typically 15 to 30 minutes, are taken after four consecutive work intervals.
- it is highly effective as it helps you effectively manage your time
- Its creator, Francesco Cirillo, was using a timer in the shape of a tomato when he was a student at the university, to develop his idea after that in the late eighties, and it became one of the most popular organizing techniques.
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This is actually as a start, If you find it kinda short time like me, Use the same technique with your time for e.g 50/10
50 minutes work and 10 for the break.
50 minutes work and 10 for the break.
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ɴᴏᴛᴇs ғʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ᴜɴᴅᴇʀɢʀᴏᴜɴᴅ
I know not Lethe nor Nepenthe
I'll explain this one day
"I have thought of death" she said,--"have wished for it,-- would even have prayed for it, were it fit that such as I should pray for any thing."
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I,--a man of thought, the book worm of great libraries,__a man already in decay, having given my best years to feed the hungry dream of knowledge.
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But, up to that epoch of my life, I had lived in vain. The world had been so cheerless! My heart was a habitation large enough for many guests, but lonely and chill, and without a household fire. I longed to kindle one! It seemed not so wild a dream,-old as I was, and sombre as I was, and misshapen as I was, that the simple bliss, which is scattered far and wide, for all mankind to gather up, might yet be mine.
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