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So I create funny skits that are filmed entirely by me. Every video has me in them acting out various jokes and scenarios. All of my content is SFW, and I've never had a video taken down for severe reasons. But every time I post a video that's longer than a minute, TikTok immediately disqualifies it from the Creator Reward Program for "Originality Violations," so I can't monetize them at all.
I appeal each violation and the video will be accepted into the program a week later, but I don't understand why they're disqualified in the first place! I don't make copy/paste low-effort videos, and each one is new and original. I have no idea why TikTok flags them. Has anyone else had this happen to them? It's extremely frustrating!

I need to write a file to free memory. I tried using HxD to copy the hex code of it and using peek poker to write it, but peek poker won’t let me paste the code. Mainly just wondering if there’s a better tool / easier way to do it.

I spent 5 min making a post for makenewfriendshere for it to be deleted probably cause i said not to have [insert inappropriate word] on your account history. I hope it doesnt sound weird because things got messed up when i copy and pasted. Anyway here->
Okay so we can talk about things, I like to talk about boys and random things that pop up but puhlease dont let it be like ice breaker stuff. it would be awesome if you just came out talking about how to sprained your ankle rollerblading and when you got admitted to the hospital you realized you had stage 1 cancer but then the really cool doctors (like the kind from greys anatomy, the good doctor, new Amsterdam, the resident, etc.) saved you and now youre living your best life with your partner and kids or something. But like if youre my age im sure the marriage and children are unlikely but like literally anything im good with. Just dont send a pic of your willy after grilling me on weird questions where I have to dodge with some epic level trolling until I cant take it anymore.
And I knowww, people are always like "yuh im super fun and cool and i will def like talk" but its the same ones who are the worst people ive met in my internet existence. I mean sometimes i meet cool people but they turn out weird or they ghost me like what the freak??
Anyway, I would love some girl friends. BUT YOU have to play games cause i literally dont know any other way to bond cause lowkey i have no hobbies but uwuing on videogames. Im about to 'apply" to this girls only discord so im hoping to make friends there anyway please dm me !!! ( I have a PC and play mainly val but a few regular multiplayer games. Im down to get xbox gamepass or something cheap if we become besties fr fr.)
Also also, please be like not freaking old. You know who you are bruh. Peeps around my age preferably but lowkey someone at least 18 cause idk something about teens are soo weird (not the girls ofc) but yeah 18+ cause im a cool adult and we can both be cool adults. Also dont be racist, homophobic, xenophobic, ableist, dont be evil like im a nice person and id like not to cringe when you think being ignorant is haha funni.

I've been in therapy a few months, doing general trauma work, and while I've mentioned hearing voices, switches, and that I suspected DID/OSDD1, I've never been able to express any of my thoughts and experiences in detail without instantly shutting down or panicking. This past session, my therapist asked me to describe a single alter, and I couldn't get out a single thought before being crushed by the weight in my chest. I realize I'm probably not ready to open this can of worms yet, but I want my therapist to know about it. My system still feels very unknown to me but I've started writing up a short letter detailing everything I know/have experienced. I feel like such an idiot writing about alters that I don't know much about, plus the immense feelings of "what if I'm wrong about all of this?"
Does anyone have any similar experiences or advice? I'm feeling kind of hopeless at the moment.

I wouldn't say these aren't direct money scams... Per se. I wanted to bring them up, just in case they have a similar goal, however. Has anyone come across FB posts that tells a story, and ends with something like "copy and paste if you care " or "copy and paste if you want good luck."? Is the point entertainment? What's the goal?

I am a psychology major, nothing is more fascinating than understanding people better and understanding what makes them tick. I also have such a love and passion for music, my favorite type of music being love songs because they have such a passion about them with how it's expressed. I also have been listening to a lot of pop punk over the past year! I also love to sing with a passion, especially love songs since I can serenade people (Even if I'm not a good singer). You can always spot me out in the wild, windows down, blasting music and singing my heart out!
People would think I'm a musician with all my instruments, but to be honest, those things are basically decorations at this point. However, I have a piano and I'm trying my best to learn how to play that! I love the way that it sounds and the melodies it can produce, so that keeps me going with wanting to become better at it!
Ideally, I would like to talk to someone around my age (21-29), but I make exceptions for some pretty awesome people! So if you think I sound interesting enough, send me a message! I also have a picture of myself on my profile if you need a face for reference as to who you are talking to! If you have made it this far, well kudos to you! Hope to hear from you soon!

my life is falling apart >.<
My life is falling apart. So the other day my mom yelled at me for 2 things: 1. So I'm abt to break up w my boyfriend (she takes my phone at night and reads texts and goes thru apps) and she saw my texts w my boyfriend and she said I was being really rude. And I told her that I won't be nice to him if he won't come forward with how he's feeling. He told his friends he's mad at me and his friends told me. I hate when people won't say things to my face and instead tell other people. And I've discussed that with him before. So yes I mightve been a bit rude but he needs to tell me how he feels instead of talking to other people. 2. She said I'm not allowed to watch, talk about, or have pictures of anime and I'm also not allowed to read or buy manga. She said she'd ground me and take away my phone for a month everytime she found out I was doing any of those things (she's not bluffing either. One time she took away every electronic except the tv away from me for 3 months.) Now anime and manga have been a huge part of my life since I was around 4. If she didn't want me to be so fixated on it she shouldve stopped me sooner. But now I've been depressed because house do I suddenly stop something that's been almost my whole life, and makes me happy so suddenly. And she yelled at me so bad. Some things she said were "why can't you just be a normal kid?" , "you think anyone is going to like you when you watch and read weird shit like this?", "how will you get a husband, let alone a boyfriend watching this crap.", "people are gonna think youre a huge nerd, no one likes nerds". All those things hurt my self-esteem tremendously and I haven't been able to have a moment where I don't feel on the verge of tears. I don't understand why she can't accept me for who I am, or just simply not care or involve herself in what I like. Most of my friend's moms don't care or support them in the things they enjoy.
She's also tried to take away a few other things too. She's tried to stop me from listening to the music I enjoy. I've gotten my music taste from my dad, now let me start with this. She hates anything that reminds her of my dad because they are divorced and still not on good terms after 6 years. So I like the genres rock/emo/metal/pop-punk and she dislikes them. She tried to take away my airpods and music but my dad yelled at her and she quit. (My mom talked to him about the anime thing but I haven't heard anything.)
So my grandpa tried to reach out to me today. Now he's not my blood related grandpa, just for clarification. So 1 year ago he got up and left my grandma, divorcing her. He said goodbye to some people, like my little cousins. But not me, I was his favorite for a while and I really enjoyed him as my grandpa so I was extremely hurt when he left and didn't even drop by for a simple goodbye. Midnight you he still lives in the same town as me. And so today my grandma called saying that my grandpa texted me. So I checked my phone and there was nothing. I checked back with my mom. And she was confused. I was also hurt then too, because we had a lot of past texts. He hasn't texted me since last year and I don't even have him blocked. He didn't say merry Christmas, happy birthday, happy holloween. Nothing.
So back to my boyfriend. I've lost interest. I liked him a lot ever since I first met him. His funny jokes drew me in. But I soon started dating him and found out he wasn't just funny, just plain stupid. And I'm sorry but I can't stand stupid people. Like it's crazy how stupid he is. Lemme give some examples, so he was making lots of spelling mistakes so I said "do you have dyslexia or something?" and he said "what's dyslexia...." and I thought he was joking and I asked "are you serious?" and he said "yeah, what's dyslexia..." ok example 2. So I was showing him some of my manga he could borrow and I said "so I have these but volume 18 hasn't been released yet." and he said "what's a volume?" and I was speechless. How can you absolutely be that dumb? And like even if you didn't know what a volume was, use context clues??? Like we're talking about books, I'm showing you 15,16, and 17 and I don't have 18? SO WHAT IS A VOLUME? It's actually made me so frustrated and I can't stand it. And he also puts no effort whatsoever into the relationship. Anytime he talks to me it's probably the first time he's texted me in a whole week, and I've told him I feel embarrassed to text first because I was raised with the guys text first.
So I have this super horrible teacher. He teaches nothing. He's a coach. He always uses other teachers materials and resources. He also will give us an assignment with no instructions and no resources to fill it out. One time we asked how many questions would be on the test and he said "oh I haven't even looked at the test or questions yet." I've never hated a teacher in my life until him. Ive never hated ANYONE so much in my entire life until him. If there was a purge he'd be the first person I'd going down and k1ll.
Anyways crazy week for me and next week is finals 🫠

I am a psychology major, nothing is more fascinating than understanding people better and understanding what makes them tick. I also have such a love and passion for music, my favorite type of music being love songs because they have such a passion about them with how it's expressed. I also have been listening to a lot of pop punk over the past year! I also love to sing with a passion, especially love songs since I can serenade people (Even if I'm not a good singer). You can always spot me out in the wild, windows down, blasting music and singing my heart out!
People would think I'm a musician with all my instruments, but to be honest, those things are basically decorations at this point. However, I have a piano and I'm trying my best to learn how to play that! I love the way that it sounds and the melodies it can produce, so that keeps me going with wanting to become better at it!
Ideally, I would like to talk to someone around my age (21-29), but I make exceptions for some pretty awesome people! So if you think I sound interesting enough, send me a message! I also have a picture of myself on my profile if you need a face for reference as to who you are talking to! If you have made it this far, well kudos to you! Hope to hear from you soon!

Every area has at least something interesting in their distant history. Whether it’s a myth, an infamous establishment, or a local sports team, there is something that an area is known for on a micro or macro level.
My area, which I will only describe as near the border of Otsego County, New York, really only has one thing that it at least USED to be known for. From the early Seventies to just before the new millennium, there was an amusement park that was the rare source of many childrens’ entertainment before video games and the internet became really widespread. It wasn’t big by any means, I don’t even think it has a Wikipedia page. But for many, it was 85 acres of heaven.
I was born in ‘96, so I never actually got to go to the park, but speaking to the adults in my life, I always had a very romanticized view of it growing up. It contained two roller coasters, about 18 state fair-tier rides, an amphitheater, some decent dining choices, and the ride that made this park worth it. A water-dark ride called “Journey Through Legend”.
Journey Through Legend is a funny name for reasons I’ll make clear now. It opened in the late Eighties. You would hop into boats and be brought through four large rooms that represented four different “legends”. The first being ghosts, the second being Bigfoot, the third being zombies, and the final being mermaids/sirens. None of these legends had anything to do with our area, so I have no idea why they were selected, but everyone I have spoken with have talked very highly about this ride for varying reasons.
Now, since the park closed in ‘99 due to poor attendance, most of the park was dismantled and sold off to other parks, with the land being repurposed. However, for reasons beyond the mid-level government officials I was able to gain audience with could tell me, Journey Through Legend, and some of the surrounding land, still stands.
Surrounded by a twelve foot fence topped with barbed wire, this dark ride that meant so much to nearly everyone in my life has just sat there, untouched, for 25 years.
Recently, I’ve gotten into an urban exploration kick due to YouTube’s algorithm, and it inspired me to break the law to tour the only interesting abandoned structure for hundreds of miles. So, over the course of the last week, I obtained two fifteen foot ladders, a cheap rug, and some basic hiking gear. Then, at 7PM on Friday, I threw everything in my truck, and was off.
The site is about a 40 minute drive from my house, sitting in some newly-sprouted woods behind the industrial park that replaced the amusement park. About halfway there, I had my first antagonistic thought. Why on earth did the ride still exist? Everything else got completely dismantled, why would a single ride be left, and PROTECTED for that matter!? But I shrugged the nagging notion off, and continued on.
The dark overtook me as I started down the gravel access road that led to the fence. So you can imagine my surprise as I noticed dancing technicolor lights rise above the trees as I got closer to the site. My jaw literally dropped when I got to the outskirts of the fence. The ride’s front facade, which was a closed golden storybook, poked above the fence, and was LIT UP. I was so caught up in the moment that as I set up the first ladder, I didn’t think to take pictures!!
I walked up the ladder with the rug, placed the rug on the barbed wire, then went down and lugged the second ladder up, throwing it over. I then literally prayed to not get injured before I dropped from the top of the fence. After landing unharmed, I rose, and almost felt like I was having an out of body experience.
The entire ride was lit up. Every single bulb out front was working. The title of the “book” (and the ride) jumped out to me in rainbow lettering. I set up the second ladder before slowly approaching the ride. As I walked through the path toward the ride, which now had been mostly reclaimed by nature, I felt entranced. I wasn’t literally placed in a trance by the ride, I was simply overtaken by the unreality of what was standing before me.
I suppose this was why I wasn’t more shocked by the fact that the ride wasn’t just lit up, but was MOVING! WORKING! I could hear the water rushing! The gears turning! If I craned my neck enough, I would have seen the boats cycling through! After walking through the queue area, I imagined a smiling ticket taker welcoming me on the loading ramp, asking if I was ready to have fun.
It was when I reached the loading ramp where I first realized that this fantasy wasn’t “perfect”. The sound system was working, and while the backtrack of the ride had been described as “lightly ominous”, this horrid ‘whooshing’ noise was pouring out of the speakers. It sounded like listening to a tornado through the front screen door of a midwestern home.
Despite this, when a boat halted in front of me, I tossed my backpack in, and got in the front seat. Why was I doing this? Why was this ride fully operational? WHO was operating the fucking thing!? These were questions that meant nothing to me as the boat moved forward toward a rotting wooden door with the words “welcome” painted onto it. The “spell” was broken as I passed through the doors, and the ear splitting noise from the speakers were replaced by the pre-recorded sounds of the first room.
The “ghost” room was the least remarkable for reasons you’ll soon understand. It certainly was cool though. The surrounding set was of a normal all-American home that was besieged by a poltergeist. Lights flickered on and off, household items flew across the room, and disembodied children’s laughter filled the room before we reached the bend for the second half of the scene. After the bend, you were met with the ride’s first animatronic. I imagine it was once shocking to see at such a small park, but it was now less than remarkable. It was mostly damp and torn white cloth reaching up to an admittedly creepy pale face of a dead man howling at me. The “eerie” ambient music was replaced with a scream as the animatronic was hurled a bit too close to the boat by what I could only picture as a rusty mechanical arm.
Once the animatronic was slowly and awkwardly hauled back onto the side, the boat moved forward toward another door. This door was painted like the tree-line of some woods, with glowing animal eyes filling the gaps between the shrubbery and trees. However, both the boat and the background music halted just before I reached the door. My heart jumped when the sound of a soft-but-sad woman’s voice filled the building through the PA-system.
“Have you wondered yet why you’re here? Have you questioned the actions that led you here? If you haven’t yet, you really should. Not that it matters anymore, though.”
Then, as if it never happened, the music returned, this time a royalty-free “sounds of the woods” track, and the boat began moving again.
The next section had the stages on both sides filled with faux vegetation you’d find in any random American forest. Upon first entering the room, you’re greeted by the ride’s only “normal” animatronic, a stereotypical “hiker”. With labored, jerky movements, he turned his head to look at me. His face was shockingly well-sculpted. His sad bespectacled eyes paired well with his expression of complete dread. As if he knew the fate that would befall him within this scenario.
It wasn’t until I moved past the hiker that I really noticed the SMELL. Stagnant water EVERYWHERE. It invaded my nose, tickled my throat, and filled my lungs. I did my best to keep myself from vomiting by focusing on the scene around me. The fake plants were falling apart, and the branches of the trees hung lower than they should. Then, the music was replaced by a sharp howl as we reached an animatronic of a “wolf” on my left side. I put that in quotes because the animatronic was in ROUGH shape. The fake fur had fallen off in multiple places, the jaw had likely broken, because it hung open with reckless abandon, and its yellowing eyes seemed to bug out of its head. The ride stopped beside the wolf, and its unending stare was getting to me, so I looked to the other side, and I noticed something.
At the very back of this stage, I could see something pacing back and forth. It was hunched over, covered in intact hair, and was just aimlessly pacing. I knew that it couldn’t be an animatronic, because it was moving far too fluidly, something that couldn’t have been done with this ride’s budget. I didn’t get a good look because like I said, it was at the very back, concealed by the rotting trees. Plus, the ride started moving again just before my eyes could see any distinguished features.
Eventually, we got to the Bigfoot animatronic, which was pretty shoddily done. It was only at all unnerving because like the wolf, its damp fur was hanging off it like the skin of a burn victim.
Again, the ride moved toward a third door. This door was painted with the faces of green brain-hungry zombies. But before the boat’s bow reached the doors to force them open, the ride was once again halted, and the same haunting female voice filled the building.
“To be forgotten is a terrible thing. But to be ostracized is even worse. Caged like an animal, fed scraps from the population, I don’t want to live like this anymore. I want to die. Why are you here? Why won’t you just let me die?”
This was all said with a sadness that one can only know if they’ve hit rock bottom. These words threatened to split my soul in half as the boat pushed forward.
The PA system was now spitting out the sounds of anguished screams mixed with the grunting of B-movie actors playing the living dead. However, the next room was the most visually impressive.
The scene was truly apocalyptic, both sides were filled with the death of an idyllic suburb. The sameface houses were filled with controlled flames. On the front lawns, behind picket fences, mangled human animatronics were being set upon by grotesque zombies. I didn’t say “zombie animatronics” because honestly, they didn’t very much look like animatronics at all. If they were, they belonged on a Disney World ride, because their movements appeared slightly too fluid, similar to the hulking furry figure from the prior scene. They groaned in delight as they tore apart the helpless robots that sat before them. The only thing that marked them as animatronics was the fact that like the others, they were rotting. But this time, I couldn’t tell if it was the doing of the humid atrocity that was the stagnant water beneath the boat or if this was done purposefully.
Then, halfway through the scene, everything stopped. Literally everything. The boat, the animatronics, the music, and unfortunately, even the lights. The moment I was plunged into darkness, I felt a fear that had never been matched before (and would never be matched again if the next scene hadn’t happened). By the one minute mark, I didn’t know what to do. I was about to grab my phone from my pocket, to force myself back into reality by calling the authorities, when I heard something. Movement. Not mechanical movement, no, movement that only flesh and blood creatures could make. They were moving with a human’s gait. Then, the woman again made her presence known through the building’s speakers. Her sadness now evaporated and replaced with a seething anger.
“I hate you. I hate you all. You created me, you sustain me, and have left me to rot. You were unfairly chosen for this, but I have nothing but hard feelings. The only regret I have is that I cannot force this fate on every man, woman, and child that walk this earth.”
Then, everything sprang to life again, and I truly wish it hadn’t. With the lights on, I saw that every zombie was now standing at the edge of both stages. They were all lined up, glaring down at me. The stench of stagnant water was now replaced with the stench of human decomposition. I felt like at any moment, they were going to jump down and tear me limb from limb. Then, in perfect unison, they all opened their jaws that strongly resembled the one that the wolf animatronic had, and emitted an angry, pained screech. I answered back with a scream of complete terror. Then, once again, darkness.
This darkness lasted only a few seconds. Then, once the ride roared back to life, everything was as it was when I first entered the room. The zombies were back in their original positions.
My sobs overpowered the undead groaning as the boat moved toward the doors adorning an absolute ripoff of Disney’s Ariel. To my complete delight though, the boat moved through the doors without issue.
The final scene had to be the most expensive. Ethereal fantasy sounds backtracked pretty impressive visuals. Instead of stages, large pools sat beside me. On the left, the only above-water feature was an animatronic mermaid sunbathing on a large rock. On the right, a pirate ship with some animatronic pirates waving down to a mermaid that sat barely above water, waving back.
Despite this scene having the MOST water, the smell of gross stagnant water was completely absent. Instead, it felt like I now sat in the middle of a genuine sea with all the correct smells. For the first ten or so seconds, I had this unfounded feeling of calmness, like I was about to get out of this nightmare unscathed. But then, about halfway through, everything went wrong.
My boat halted, and I was once again forced to listen to who I now assumed was the operator of the ride, or perhaps was the voice of the ride itself.
“Goodbye, dear sacrifice. You only have the others to blame. It’s easier to just accept this ending. All myths, all stories, all legends have one, and this is yours.”
Then, both mermaid animatronics submerged themselves. The one to my right lowered her hand and slowly crept beneath the water. While the one on the rock simply pushed herself downward and slid underneath the surface. While they of course moved unlike any normal animatronic, they were nowhere near as fluid as the zombies, they very much moved robotically.
My stomach dropped as I pulled my phone out with the intention of calling 911. Zero service. As if I had been teleported to the middle of the ocean.
I knew I was being hunted, I just couldn’t fucking see where they had gone. Then, to my left, I saw a figure slowly rising to the surface, so I picked up my backpack and moved to the right of the boat.
Big mistake.
A hand clamped around my right wrist. The feeling of which I can barely describe to you. Silicone, the skin of a recently deceased human, whatever scurries in the depths of the underworld, that was what was gripping my wrist.
I swung my head around and saw a rotting animatronic arm holding me. The faux-skin was patchy, but I didn’t see a robot’s exoskeleton beneath it, I saw what I can only describe as a nebulous darkness beneath the silicone outer shell.
I stood and yanked my arm free from its grip far too hard, because a moment later, my world was turned upside down as I tumbled out of the boat.
I didn’t want to open my eyes, I wanted everything to just be over, I didn’t want to have to face what I was going to have to, but if I wanted to survive, if I wanted to go back home, I had to open them.
Both mermaids now floated in front of me in the murky water. Their imitation faces were wrenched into sadistic grins. I then looked up and saw the boat’s track only a few feet above me. I also stupidly looked down and saw the unending sea below me. I tried spasming upward, but the mermaids were too quick. Though like I said, they moved robotically, their movements were enough to out-swim me.
My hands were nearly at the metal tracks when I felt my ankles yanked downwards. I looked down and nearly vomited when I saw that the faces of the mermaids had been replaced with those of bloated corpses. Hungry bloated corpses.
I’m not a great swimmer, but I’m a human, and we have a will to live that cannot be matched by any supernatural force. I began thrashing. Moving as if I was stuck between two enclosing walls and I needed to push them away to avoid being squished. Though I felt one of my ankles slice open against one of their grips, I broke free.
With darkness inching at the edge of my vision, I reached the track, and yanked myself up and over it.
I don’t know how I didn’t fall through the tracks because my ass didn’t look down once as I sprinted across it. The woman’s voice filled the building, she was frustrated, screaming at me to stop.
The mermaids were still grabbing at me, but I was moving forward. I’m a human, and I was moving forward.
I pushed myself through the wooden doors with a faded “Thanks For Coming!” painted on them.
The next five or so minutes were a blur. I only really regained what you could call full “consciousness” as I placed my keys into my truck’s ignition.
I burned my sopping wet stinking clothes last night. I left everything there, so maybe I’ll get a visit from the cops soon, but I don’t think I will.
It’s strange. I have no use for legends anymore, yet here I am writing one. But that doesn’t matter, because I survived. I’m a human, I survived, and I will never ride a dark ride again in my life.

Hello I have a MSI Tomahawk B450 Max in my rig that has no issues but randomly the last week my CPU cooler has been off. I ordered new thermal paste and applied, turned on computer which booted to Bios menu immediately as CPU had been taken out. I figured out that my CPU fan was just not running at all. So I figured I would order a new CPU cooler. I got at first a Noctua NH-U12A chromax, and the backplate doesnt fit the motherboard. Figured id just get the same cooler I was using. It is a NZXT kraken 120 liquid cooler. Same issue. I am fairly certain that it is the same exact cooler but I cant be sure I dont have the box and the part doesnt have the name on it anywhere. Is there anyone that can help me figure out what cooler would be compatible with my system so I can order it, the main concern is the backplate, secondary concern being the space but mainly anything should fit and I dont care about looks. Thank you in advance greatly I need to be back up and running as soon as possible. Picture will show the backplate I have been using.

Task A: You already know the drill by getting the Gitlab repository if you've done the past two courses of Java.
Advanced Java Walk through Guide
Advanced Java Additional Tips
Req B1: The Java walkthrough guides help provide you further insight on what you should be doing. Now I'll give a few more details about it. It's important that the html file is edited and it uses the array method or list to display your welcome messages on the main screen. It's best to build a rest controller on the backend, so that you can link it to the frontend for Angular on the app.component.ts file. You can create a second file that implements runnable and this is used to retrieve the two different locale messages from the resource bundle. And then you can use this class on your controller file which can then be used for the Angular front end. Just be sure to start the threads on the SampleCodeApplication if you go down this route. You can look at the Java guide for more details about this part. I believe that this is the hardest part of the entire project.
Req B2: You can use the documentation cited in the Java guide for B2 if you want to learn more about how to do this. You just need to edit the App.component.ts file and the html file. Add in two more prices one being CAD and the other being EUR. They can remain the same and there's no need for currency conversion here as they don't require it, but it's important to simply add these two variables to the room class. And then create a simple forEach loop through these two variables you added for the room class. You then add these beneath the price object that is on the html page and you can follow it exactly how it's done with the first price. Just use windows + . to get the emoji keyboard if you use windows and there's a symbols tab at the top and there's a currency category below. This part is the easiest one for writing code here.
Req B3: You can follow the same route as you did in B1 by creating a rest controller. You need to create three timezones and all three of them are displayed on the page. So the page should show ET, MT, and UTC. You just need the hours and the minutes for the time format. I recommend you to use the resources provided by the Java guide. This should help you out with what you need help with.
Req C1: Right click on the root folder and create a docker file. Click on the target folder and you should see a JAR file in there. You want to copy the file path and just paste it into the docker file's file path. Then just keep target/JAR file because that's all you need. For the entry points, just copy it from the link in this article exactly the same way. Note: there shouldn't be a maintainer because there's no reason to have one for this project.
Req C2: You need to open up the docker desktop app and make sure that the setting "expose daemon" is enabled on the docker desktop app. The okay button is on the top right corner in case you didn't see it. Then you use the command "docker build -t [d387_student id] ." Just remember that this is done on IntelliJ using the terminal which is at the bottom left corner of your screen. It should successfully build it and you can verify this by using "docker images" in the terminal. Then use the command "docker run -p 8080:8080 [name of file]" to run it. It should work fine as long as "expose daemon" is enabled.
Req C3: You can use the Java guide and follow it exactly. You're simply describing how you would deploy your current application to the cloud using AWS or Azure. But Azure is more simplistic and easier to explain if that's what you're looking for.
D: You just need to print pdf the Gitlab branch history, a file for the screenshots and a file for C3 which can be done on Word, and then the Gitlab repository link.
That's all you need for this course right here. I think it's less work than D288 and even D287 once you understand what you must do. However, it takes time to learn new concepts like multithreading. I've completed this course much faster than the previous two courses. You could get this course done in a matter of days if you focus and learn what's needed. You can use ChatGPT to help you understand Angular and Spring Boot concepts as well. It can help you understand the code that you're reading.

You messaged me asking what it would take to be in my next story. I let you know I would need to see a face and dick pic to decide. You were hesitant to send a face pic but did not waste time sending a dick pic.
My mouth watered instantly. You must have the prettiest dick I had ever seen. It was long and veiny. Your pink head was perfectly curved, and your slit glistened with precum. I couldn't tell but it must have been at least 8 inches or more and I wanted to find out. I couldn’t stop looking at it. It stood at attention, swollen and full, firm with excitement and calling my lips.
I don’t usually meet someone without seeing them first and I couldn’t convince you to send me a face pic. Would I break my own rules for your girthy cock?
You convince me to meet you at a bar. You let me know If you weren’t what I expected, I could leave. If anything I would get a free drink. I hated myself for caving in but I want your dick!
On a cloudy evening I followed your instructions. You wanted me to wear black, with my hair slicked back, ready for fun. I was to meet you at 8. Once I arrived at the destination, I would travel up to the 5th floor. I was to sit at the bar opposite of the pool side and look out for you. I would know it’s you because you would wear brown shoes, navy blue slacks, a light blue button down, with no tie. You told me to make sure I looked for your rolled up sleeves and tattoos on your left arm.
I followed your instructions. Once I found my spot I ordered a drink. From where I was sitting I had a clear shot to the entrance. The bartender hands me my vodka water and I take my first sip.
It wasn’t long after I took my first sip when I saw you walk in. You walked in with a smile which was incredible. A contrast from the gloomy evening. You were taller than I expected. You had perfectly combed dirty blonde hair. Your eyes were piercing blue. Tattoos traveled down your left arm. I knew it was you.
My glare must have caught your attention. You looked over where I was sitting when our eyes locked. I politely smile and continue enjoying my drink. I did not know what you had planned.
You come over to introduce yourself. “Am I what you expected?” You ask. Confidence in a man is sexy, and you were definitely confident. “Maybe.” I responded. I was in a trance. Not only did you look great but you smelled incredible.
You order a drink and sit next to me. There was no small talk. You were easy to talk to. I laughed at your jokes and I flirtatiously rubbed your leg. I notice there was a crease in your pants and realize it’s your hard on. Although we were outside I felt warm. I became flustered looking at your cocks outline. I wanted to find out what it tastes like. I want to unzip your pants, unwrap your cock, and indulge in every inch. I wanted to suck up every last drop like I was dying of thirst.
You must have seen my want for your dick. You asked to pay our tab. Then you whispered in my ear “do you trust me?” This turns me on. I bit my bottom lip and signal yes with my head. “Then follow me.”
We get on the elevator and quietly go down. Dirty thoughts raced in my head. I want to work on your dick hard, taking it deeper and deeper while gently rubbing your balls. The doors to the elevator open. I froze for a moment when you turned and told me, “come on.” I followed you.
We walked out of the building into a fresh summer night. You take a right and walk towards a dark and less busy side of downtown. Not much was being said. It seems like you know where you’re going. I started wondering why you’d ask if I trusted you when you took a sharp turn into a dark alley. I stopped. I didn’t know you and you wouldn’t send a pic, what if this was a set up. That’s when I hear you shout out “are you coming?”
I turned the corner and not far from the street you had your slacks pulled down and your cock in your hand. I could not believe how comfortable you were to be naked so close to the public. My worry had quickly diminished when I saw how big your cock was. I looked back to see if anyone was coming, and it was clear. I slowly positioned myself to drain your balls.
I placed my right hand under your impressive dick. It was a monster cock!!! I thought 9 inches for sure. I licked my lips admiring it. It was no longer a picture but now in my face. Then with no warning, my mouth descends down your shaft. You lean back towards the wall and gasp.
I pull your drenched dick out. I began to circulate my tongue around the rim of your head. I want to deep throat you. I prepare by relaxing my throat muscles before sliding your dick down. I drag your cock along the roof of my mouth on its way to my throat. Your head stops, it is pressed against my tonsils. Your cock is so massive I need a little help to get it down my throat. You push forward, and it pops past my gag reflex. “Mmm…” I hear you moan. While my eyes release some tears.
You slowly thrust into me. Every time your head pops past my tonsils. You can’t believe I can take all your cock. No one has ever been able to do so.
There is saliva everywhere. My mouth is producing so much saliva from wanting your cock so bad. It’s all over your cock, balls and my face. It’s so slippery your cock goes in and out easily. My lips make slurping sounds from pressing up against your veiny member. You love this and let me know.
While my mouth works on your cock, my right hand rubs under your balls. You must have liked the pressure, because you spread your legs open and squat down a bit, holding yourself against the wall to make room. My fingers are now traveling down and pressing up against your hole. Your cock gets harder. You don’t stop me.
Unexpectedly, I moved my face down and went under your balls and between your legs. My tongue is in search of your hole. At first it encounters your hairy ass but eventually it meets your hole. “Oh fuck you” you exclaimed and squad even further down. I can’t believe you're holding this squad this long but it makes sense because you’re fit. In this position I take the opportunity and go in deep with my tongue. That’s when I feel your right hand push my head closer to your ass.
I can hear my saliva clashing with your hand while you stroke your cock. Your right hand never loosens the grip of my head. That’s when I hear you warn me “oh fuck! Oh fuck!!!” You began to unleash string on string of hot cum. You get it everywhere. I quickly moved my head towards your dick and tried to suck up the remaining of your cum but it’s too late. You have completely emptied your balls.
You pick up your underwear before collapsing on the floor. “I’ve never felt that before” panting and reaching for air. “How do you do that?” You ask. I smile and offer you a hand to help you up. “So I take it, you liked it?”

I ask as while I just got into the game recently, I started to realize how it needed an update so badly as while I will still give it a chance, the graphics look kind of funny, and now I am trying to picture how the game would look if it came back to modern hardware.
Yeah correct me if I am wrong, but something that I have started to notice about the modern games was that they don’t get a lot of attention as while I really enjoy Dragon Quest 11, I still want to experience the past few entries anyway as I tend to hear good things about the PS2 ones such as Dragon Quest 8, but I don’t know why Square Enix won’t use them again however.

Task A: You already know the drill by getting the Gitlab repository if you've done the past two courses of Java.
Advanced Java Walk through Guide
Advanced Java Additional Tips
Req B1: The Java walkthrough guides help provide you further insight on what you should be doing. Now I'll give a few more details about it. It's important that the html file is edited and it uses the array method or list to display your welcome messages on the main screen. It's best to build a rest controller on the backend, so that you can link it to the frontend for Angular on the app.component.ts file. You can create a second file that implements runnable and this is used to retrieve the two different locale messages from the resource bundle. And then you can use this class on your controller file which can then be used for the Angular front end. Just be sure to start the threads on the SampleCodeApplication if you go down this route. You can look at the Java guide for more details about this part. I believe that this is the hardest part of the entire project.
Req B2: You can use the documentation cited in the Java guide for B2 if you want to learn more about how to do this. You just need to edit the App.component.ts file and the html file. Add in two more prices one being CAD and the other being EUR. They can remain the same and there's no need for currency conversion here as they don't require it, but it's important to simply add these two variables to the room class. And then create a simple forEach loop through these two variables you added for the room class. You then add these beneath the price object that is on the html page and you can follow it exactly how it's done with the first price. Just use windows + . to get the emoji keyboard if you use windows and there's a symbols tab at the top and there's a currency category below. This part is the easiest one for writing code here.
Req B3: You can follow the same route as you did in B1 by creating a rest controller. You need to create three timezones and all three of them are displayed on the page. So the page should show ET, MT, and UTC. You just need the hours and the minutes for the time format. I recommend you to use the resources provided by the Java guide. This should help you out with what you need help with.
Req C1: Right click on the root folder and create a docker file. Click on the target folder and you should see a JAR file in there. You want to copy the file path and just paste it into the docker file's file path. Then just keep target/JAR file because that's all you need. For the entry points, just copy it from the link in this article exactly the same way. Note: there shouldn't be a maintainer because there's no reason to have one for this project.
Req C2: You need to open up the docker desktop app and make sure that the setting "expose daemon" is enabled on the docker desktop app. The okay button is on the top right corner in case you didn't see it. Then you use the command "docker build -t [d387_student id] ." Just remember that this is done on IntelliJ using the terminal which is at the bottom left corner of your screen. It should successfully build it and you can verify this by using "docker images" in the terminal. Then use the command "docker run -p 8080:8080 [name of file]" to run it. It should work fine as long as "expose daemon" is enabled.
Req C3: You can use the Java guide and follow it exactly. You're simply describing how you would deploy your current application to the cloud using AWS or Azure. But Azure is more simplistic and easier to explain if that's what you're looking for.
D: You just need to print pdf the Gitlab branch history, a file for the screenshots and a file for C3 which can be done on Word, and then the Gitlab repository link.
That's all you need for this course right here. I think it's less work than D288 and even D287 once you understand what you must do. However, it takes time to learn new concepts like multithreading. I've completed this course much faster than the previous two courses. You could get this course done in a matter of days if you focus and learn what's needed. You can use ChatGPT to help you understand Angular and Spring Boot concepts as well. It can help you understand the code that you're reading.

Last night was the first time I have been out socially with a larger group since this all started. It was for a very close female friends birthday - lets call her Ashley - I really needed that. I laughed, we enjoyed some drinks, sang karaoke and had such a fun time. Her and I shared a few close moments and while she didn't know it in the moment, I was on the verge of tears because of how genuine those moments were and how significant they were to me.
Ashley has a son and he's such an amazing kid. I've spent a little time with her and him over the past few years throughout our friendship and last night she asked me to come to some of his activities he participates in sharing that she wants him to have positive male role models in his life - dad isn't in the picture and hasn't been for his whole life (4 years). It hit me right in the feels and heart strings. We don't often get to see one another because she rarely has childcare for him, so when she does I make sure and prioritize getting a chance to see her - even if its a quick brunch or even FaceTime - though we've really only done that maybe once since all this started.
My STBXW and I never wanted kids and a few years ago it became definitive after she had to have a medical procedure. I always thought I didn't want kids at all and over the past few months since this all began, I realized that its not that I didn't want kids - I never wanted to have kids with her. Maybe its the fact that I am working through this, going through the process, etc. and maybe its missing that partner in my life and being around friends with kids more often...but seeing these kiddos grow up, I am realizing now that I want that in my future. Two of my STBXW's mutual friends who I have been keeping in touch with have two littles of their own. They call me uncle and the three times I have seen them since this all began, how much more social they are becoming, wanting to involve me in their play, building things, etc. I now see what could be in store for me in my future.
Ashley was who my STBXW thinks I was cheating on her with - which I didn't and nothing has ever happened there. We've always been close but we never really have seen each other outside of a few times a year with how busy life has been. Me spending time with my STBXW and her juggling the life being a single mom to a high needs child. These feelings I am starting to have I don't know if its somehow a trauma bond because of my STBXW using her as her justification for leaving and ending all of this instead of just being honest about how unhappy she has been, how she has been planning to leave me for months, etc. I just don't know.
What I do know is that my heart flutters and I get goosebumps when Ashley texts me, we connect on such a deep level with our conversations and we both have been burned in relationships to know what we want. But I'm scared to be honest with her about how I feel. She knows what my STBXW has said about her, though my STBXW claims she doesn't hate Ashley and that she hopes Ashley knows none of this is her fault at all; its mine and my "infidelity" that ended the relationship and she chose to leave an unhealthy situation."
I think deep down this is why I am moving in the next few weeks - an hour further away. Not just for my commute but if there is something there, we'll still figure out a way to see one another, we'll chat as often if not more and maybe then I'll know if there is a spark there or not. I guess I just don't know how to trust my gut or my intuition anymore.....after everything, I don't know how I can feel comfortable being vulnerable again with someone new or someone I've known for years and trust and deeply care for - in this case, Ashley.
My next therapy session I plan for this to be a focus point and talk through where I am at, what I am thinking and what might be up next if I decide to pursue this further. Its terrifying though and the other side of the coin is a tough reality to face - my STBXW was right, I did care for Ashley all along and although I never overstepped a boundary, crossed a line or acted inappropriately....the thought of my STBXW being right at all holds so much sway, judgment and ridicule over me.
I don't have interest in dating apps - (/rant incoming) I swear to fuck!ng g0d, Facebook needs an option to just stop recommending and adding the damn dating shortcut to the app already because its so invasive, unhelpful and it makes me feel pressured to just sign up for it - and would prefer to just meet someone organically. But....its fuck!ng terrifying thinking about putting myself back out there and I just don't know if its too early to, if its the right time or am I just hoping for something that isn't there? I just don't know.....
For others, how did you know what you felt was genuine? How do you start to trust again? How do you build up the confidence to put yourself out there?

I can’t get past how bad of luck I have had with try to take the GMAT. I signed up on MBA.com to start studying online months before I thought of taking the gmat. Fast forward a couple months and I sign up to take the test in February. Took the test and didn’t get the score I wanted.
I knew I had a few months before the application deadline for my target school so I rescheduled for middle or April and have put close to 300 hours into studying. I went to take the test online because I felt more comfortable taking it where I’ve been studying and taking practice tests. They tell me I can’t take the test because my MBA account first name says Josh and my name is Joshua on my ID. Forfeited test. I was confused because I was able to take the first test under the name Josh. Stressing to get my name changed I reach out to Pearson and send a picture of my id to change the name. I guess you can’t change it on your account. I send a picture of my drivers license and reschedule the test. Having the application deadline past I submitted my application and let the school know about my dilema.
Well come to find out my drivers license isn’t enough and they need my passport. Well guess what’s expired… so I reach out to my congressmen and got it expedited and it arrived early last Monday morning just in time to send to Pearson and get the name changed before I take the test last Tuesday. I reached out monday to make sure the name change was solidified and I was good to take the test. Well come to find out it takes at least 48 hours for the changes to go into affect. So I had to postpone the test for Tuesday. I reached out Friday becuase the name hadn’t been changed and they went back on the 48 hours and said it takes a week. And to check monday. Well I need to figure out if I need to. Postpone again, which will probably make admissions upset or risk it being updated after the 24 hour threshold and hopefully take the test Tuesday.
What should I do?

I don't even know how to begin with this, it's a very complicated situation I've been involved out of pure love for the past few months.
I am a lesbian fully out of the closet for a few years now and I no longer have problems with everyone knowing my sexual orientation, in fact, the years have taught me this is a privilege even though it shouldn't be but this is the freedom we all wish for our community.
My gf, on the opposite side, is lesbian as well but she is in the closet mostly because she has been afraid of the consequences of coming out, which is what she's going through right now.
She only lives with her mother and their relationship is very unstable. This year, her mom left the city in February without a previous notice and at the moment she is only an interim in her job and isn't receiving any payments until this upcoming October. Her mom told her that "she can figure this out herself", leaving without any coverage of the bills of the house, groceries, nothing.
We have been dating since December of last year and made it official until March, we stablished how private the relationship had to be and I am completely aware of her situation. It's worth mention that we didn't decide to start a relationship to saver her, but decided to date despite that. I offered to help her with the bills, gas and groceries, she didn't ask for it, but at some point I feel it is my duty to protect her. I am fortunate enough to have a well-paid job that can cover me and her separately.
These past few months have been difficult but we've been through them. I try to keep the romanticism going by giving her gifts and letters to let her know how crazy I am for her.
Now that you have the context, to the problem. About 9 days ago, her mother came back home extremely upset. She has been nothing but rude and aggresive towards my gf. My gf says the psychological abuse has been extreme and out of nowhere, she really doesn't understand this behavior and it's hurtful for her and it is for myself as well.
In the middle of the week, her mom entered her room while she was at work and found all the letters I wrote her ever since we were dating, she tore them apart and threw most of them to the garbage. She wanted to confront my gf mostly to insult her and say every type of name in the book.
The problem is that, ever since her mother came back, the only help she allows me to give her is the financial one. I've been telling her to stay in my home even for a couple of days, to pick her up, to supply any other emotional need but she refuses to do so. She tells me that paying for her stuff is enough help but I don't feel that way. She has been drinking so much even when she doesn't have to and I don't want to pay for her alcohol, but she has friends that invites her to party and drink and that's her way to distract herself from the situation (her friends don't know about her being a lesbian either, so they're oblivious about this).
The obvious solution to this is to let her know my feelings, but she is in such a vulnerable state right now that if I mention this, she will reject even my financial help and will keep a further distance from me, then I am scared she will be completely alone and don't know how she will face the day. This is already causing an impact on my physical and mental health, just for the fact that I wish to do more but she doesn't allow it, what should I do?

Hey. I’m a university student who’s been struggling a lot the past 5+ years with my mental health and occasionally physical health as well. I’m on the tipping point for hypothyroidism so I’m having to wait before I can be medicated for it, despite having a lot of the symptoms already.
So as you can guess, options are limited, ive still applied to careers and work that would (metaphorically and literally) break my back if I worked in.
Long story short, I have no options or jobs right now lined up for when I fail university or for housing, I have been told I’m not allowed to return home anymore and it’s been radio silence with my family since this aside from sending me pictures of important documents.
I’m waiting for a response from the city council about the housing part. Speaking to the university team later about pretty much everything else.
I have been mass applying to jobs, namely basic ones like retail, cleaning (which I’ve worked in before) and even been so bold to attempt administrative or basic healthcare related roles. Ive applied to everything from domestic cleaning to literal factory work.
The two jobs I worked for were holiday accommodation cleaning (summer work) and retail cleaning (winter work). Last summer I did festival work but I legit can’t do that long term anymore and physically it fucked me up big time.
I really want to break into the careers of either transport- specifically railway either conducting/customer service or retail and basic floor work. Just some basic career to get me off the ground that’ll let me have a consistent basic income and let me have a roof over my head after my birthday.
But if I return to university, I’ll need to get into something that’ll be part time or at least nights so I don’t compromise the day. Can retail still be an option? Ive tried bakitchen work but I’ve only been interviewed once two years ago, and heard nothing from anyone since.
My cv has been looked at by a bit of a professional who’s worked with someone who looked at CVs for his job, so I have some confidence in my CV.
Any ideas how to break into these areas?? Or anything at least a little quick. I could do more volunteer work in retail as I already have 2 years of it, but I can’t afford it right now as it won’t exactly put a roof over my head, and would actively collide with any other work opportunities I’d get.
(Just a note I don’t actively have my passport or other identifying documents with me, I just have pictures. I have a prov. license)

I've got a large assortment of various watercooling items.
Imgur link with timestamps is here: https://imgur.com/gallery/P6OWvIe
Assortment of EKWB Barbed 3/8" fittings ($10 for all)
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EKWB Velocity AM4 CPU block ($40)
EKWB Vector RTX2080 waterblock (no backplate) ($75)
EKWB D5 PWM pump/reservoir combo with vibration absorbent vertical fan mount ($70)
EKWB Classic Pump Reservoir 160 SPC PWM D-RGB ($40)
EKWB Coolstream PE 360mm Radiator ($70)
OCCool 240mm Radiator ($40)
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Corsair H60X RGB Elite AIO (less than 20 hours of use, went a different route with my cpu cooler and was past the 14 day return window) ($50)
Can provide more information, pictures and pricing upon request. Large lot of items, some items are OBO.

I am aware of an issue currently plaguing all windows 10/11 users. I have found a fix that has worked well for me so far. The second fix is almost certainly going to fix a launch issue but could cause a new game issue hence, I recommend doing both sections.
Section 1:
Step 1: Locate your fallout 3 exe file and right click it
Step 2: Select Properties
Step 3: Click on the compatibility tab
Step 4: Check the run this program in compatibility for:
Step 5: Change to windows 8 if your operating system (OS) is windows 10/11
Step 6: Check run program as admin
Step 7: Select apply then select ok
Section 2:
This section is more important and is more likely to have your game running if you just want to do one of the sections.
Step 1: Navigate to Nexus mods and create an account
Step 2: Find and install "Intel HD graphics bypass package" (Please see link here https://www.nexusmods.com/fallout3/mods/17209 )
Step 3: Once installed, read the read me file for installation instructions
Step 4: If you can't be bothered, this is what you have to do;

• Copy the d3d9.dll file into the folder where your exe is located (Fallout 3 GOTY English is the folder in my case)
  
• Copy the FALLOUT file into Documents My Games Fallout 3, then paste
  

Now if you follow all steps, or at least section 2 your game should launch fine. Ensure that you open the launcher first, then press start. If anyone needs help just comment under this thread.