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2025.01.23 13:32 whehudeh2 Looking for T/L
"Help! It hurts so much!" Yvette Young screamed, her piercing voice echoing through the lavish Flynn residence.
Within moments, guests surged toward the sound, their expressions a chaotic mix of shock and concern.
At the top of the staircase on the second floor, Sienna Shaw stood frozen, her gaze darting between Yvette, now crumpled at the bottom of the stairs, and her own trembling hands.
"How could this happen?" she murmured, her face blank as her mind struggled to process what had just occurred.
Today was a big family gathering for the Flynns, with a ton of guests around. Everyone was now huddled around Yvette, chatting away.
"What's going on?"
"How did she fall?"
"She..." Yvette struggled to get the words out, wincing in pain as she glanced up at the second floor.
Instantly, everyone caught on, and the murmurs turned into shouts.
"It was Sienna who pushed her!"
"Oh my God! Sienna, even if you don't like Yvette, you can't do that. She's pregnant."
"Exactly! You might be spoiled and stubborn, but there are boundaries."
"No, it's not me..." Sienna's face turned pale. She shook her head, desperate to explain. But no one was willing to listen.
"Move aside!" A deep voice sliced through the chaos. It was Josiah Flynn, who had been married Sienna for less than two months, finally showing up.
"Josiah." A wave of relief washed over Sienna as she looked at him, hoping for support.
But Josiah tilted his chin, glaring at her, his eyes like daggers. "How dare you!"
"No. it wasn't me." Sienna gasped, shaking her head.
"Then who was it?" Josiah didn't believe her at all. His handsome face twisted with disgust. "Yvette fell on her own? How many times have you bullied her? Should I list them all out for you?"
Sienna was at a loss for words, her mouth opening and closing without making a sound.
Yvette winced in pain, clutching her stomach and collapsing against Josiah, her voice trembling. "Josiah, it hurts... it hurts so much."
"Yvette, what's wrong?" Josiah looked frantic.
Just then, Miranda rushed over. "What happened?"
"There's blood!" someone screamed suddenly. "She's bleeding!"
Everyone turned to see a puddle of crimson spreading beneath Yvette, its size increasing rapidly.
Terrified, Yvette buried her face in Josiah's neck, sobbing. "Josiah, my baby..."
"Stay calm. We're going to the hospital right now," Josiah reassured her, though his face showed a different story.
He picked up Yvette, cradling her in his arms, and shot a fierce look at Sienna. "You better pray the baby's okay. Otherwise..."
Without finishing his sentence, he turned and rushed out—Yvette and her baby were his main concern now.
Miranda glanced at Sienna and shook her head with a frown, struggling to find the right words. "Sienna, you... how could you..."
"Miranda," Sienna called out, trying to explain, but Miranda simply turned and walked away.
In an instant, the guests dispersed, leaving her surrounded by silence.
Sienna felt dazed and could barely recall how she made it back to her room. She waited anxiously for Josiah to return, wanting to explain that she hadn't pushed Yvette.
Time dragged on, and as night deepened, Josiah still hadn't returned. Before dawn, Sienna finally heard a noise downstairs.
"Josiah!" She jumped off the sofa and rushed out. But as she reached the stairs, she froze in her tracks at the sound of Josiah's icy voice—"Grandma, I want a divorce."
"Stop!" Miranda grabbed Josiah, her tone sharp. "What are you talking about? I promised Fiona I would take care of Sienna.
"You two just tied the knot, and now you're thinking about splitting up? She's only twenty years old! Are you trying to push her over the edge?"
Josiah let out a cold laugh, his eyes blazing with fury. "Grandma, Yvette lost her baby—the child she had with Howard. And Sienna? She's just fine. Who's really pushing who to the brink here?"
Miranda paused, the words catching in her throat.
"I never wanted to marry her. You pushed me into it," Josiah said, frustration seeping into his voice, as if he couldn't take his marriage for one more second.
After a moment, he went on, "If she makes you happy, then I guess I can live with that. But now, I just can't have a woman like her as my wife anymore.
"If this keeps up, I'm worried I won't be able to control myself. I don't even know what I might end up doing to her."
"No!" Miranda exclaimed, panic setting in as she held onto Josiah tightly. Thinking of the grandchild she just lost, she made a hard choice. "How about this? I'll send her overseas, far away from you."
After a moment of silence, Josiah chose to back down. "That's fine with me."
Sienna hurriedly turned and dashed back to her room. Once she closed the door, her legs gave out, and she crumpled to the floor, tears poured down her cheeks.
"Josiah..." She whispered bitterly, finally realizing that he truly despised her and had only married her under duress.
Sienna's parents had passed away when she was young, and her grandmother, Fiona Shaw, raised her. After Fiona died in a car accident when she was fifteen, she became an orphan. Since Fiona and Miranda were close friends, Miranda took her in.
Miranda loved her like family and had often said, "Sienna, how about you marry Josiah when you grow up?"
Sienna would always respond with a sweet smile, "Of course."
Ever since, marrying Josiah had been her dream. She studied for him, dressed up for him, and followed him everywhere, making sure no other women got close—she was his fiancée, and he was hers.
'But it turned out to be all one-sided. He said I was too controlling and didn't want to see me anymore.' Sienna covered her mouth, tears streaming down her face.
Just then, a knock on the door interrupted her thoughts, and Miranda's voice floated in, "Sienna, you up?"
"Yeah, I'm awake!" Sienna quickly wiped her tears, scrambled up off the floor, and smoothed her hair before opening the door with a forced smile. "Morning, Miranda."
Miranda noticed the red, puffy eyes that told of Sienna's all-night crying but chose not to mention it. Sienna's mistakes made it hard for her to forgive right away. She headed straight to the sofa and sat down. "Sit."
Sienna knew what Miranda was going to say. Plus, she could tell that Miranda's attitude towards her had shifted, different from how it used to be.
"Didn't you always talk about wanting to study abroad? How about this? I'll arrange for you to leave as soon as possible," Miranda said.
'She's really going to send me away.' Sienna's gaze fell, and tears began to fall once more.
Miranda looked at Sienna, a pang of sympathy hitting her. She loved Sienna like family, but Yvette was still in the hospital, and she had to make things right.
Taking a deep breath, Miranda began, "You really need to work on your temper. Every time a girl gets close to Josiah, you go off the rails.
"I've let a lot slide, but how can you be jealous of Yvette? She's engaged to Howard."
"I..." Sienna opened her mouth, but the words got stuck in her throat—even Miranda didn't believe her?
"Pack your things and get ready to go." Miranda stood up, giving Sienna one last look. "Once you've changed, I'll send someone to bring you back, okay?"
"Take care," Sienna said, standing up and offering a slight bow as Miranda left. Even after Miranda was out of sight, Sienna stayed there, utterly lost.
Suddenly, a wave of nausea hit her, and she felt like she might throw up. She quickly covered her mouth and hurried to the bathroom.
Chapter 2 Deep And Piercing After an intense session of vomiting that felt like it was turning her inside out, Sienna found herself in the hospital.
"Doctor, what's wrong with me?" she asked, nervously waiting for the test results.
The doctor didn't answer immediately. Instead, he asked, "Are you married?"
Sienna paused and nodded slowly, "Yeah. I am."
"Congratulations, you're going to be a mom," the doctor announced.
"What?" Sienna's heart raced, her eyes wide with disbelief.
The heatwave had been brutal, and for days, she'd barely had an appetite. Occasionally, she had even experienced some nausea.
She had thought it was just the summer heat or maybe some ordinary stomach bug. But morning sickness? It would have been exciting news before last night.
Hesitantly, Sienna asked, "Are you sure? I mean, these things can get mixed up, right?"
"Mind telling me when your last period was?" the doctor asked.
Sienna did a quick mental calculation, her face turning even paler. "It's been about a week overdue."
"Then that's your answer," the doctor shrugged, placing the test results in front of her. "Look, blood tests don't lie. You are definitely pregnant."
Sienna opened the report, her heart thumping as she read the bold print, stamped with the words—early pregnancy. She abruptly shut her eyes gripping the paper tightly. "Thanks, doc."
Stepping outside the hospital, the scorching sun blared down on her, stinging her eyes and threatening to bring tears. She closed her eyes, whispering to herself, "What do I do now?"
Sienna and Josiah had been married for less than two months. They hadn't spent much time together physically, and their few encounters had been rushed.
At first, she thought Josiah just wasn't into that sort of thing. Truth be told, she wasn't a big fan either—it always ended up hurting.
Now, the truth hit Sienna like a ton of bricks. He wasn't against intimacy; he was just against being intimate with her. Those few moments they had together were probably just for Miranda's sake.
But now she was pregnant—of all times. The shock was too much, and she couldn't think straight about what to do next, or even if she should keep the baby.
Sienna was only 20, too young for such a huge decision. After hours of agonizing thoughts, she realized she had to talk to Josiah. After all, he was the father.
Josiah was at the hospital. Yvette had suffered a miscarriage and was still under observation, needing time to recover. To care for her, he had brought work into her hospital room.
When Sienna arrived, she was stopped at the entrance by Josiah's bodyguards, Chester and James Lewis. "Mrs. Flynn, I'm afraid you'll have to wait. You can't go in just yet."
"Why not?" Sienna blinked, puzzled.
"Well, it's Mr. Flynn's order," Chester replied, trying to keep his tone soothing.
'Josiah's order? Is he worried I might cause trouble for Yvette, or is he just afraid Yvette would be upset if she sees me?' Sienna lowered her head, feeling defeated and hopeless. She seemed fragile, yet there was a stubborn streak in her.
Clenching her fists, she pleaded, "I won't go in, but could you please tell him I need to see him? I have something really important to discuss."
After a quick glance at Chester, James nodded and headed inside to deliver the message to Josiah.
"Not happening," Josiah replied coldly, his indifference evident. With a sneer, he added, "Tell her to stay away from the hospital room. Don't disturb Yvette's rest."
"Okay, Mr. Flynn." James headed back out and conveyed Josiah's words to Sienna.
Sienna's face drained of color as she listened. Her hands, clenched tightly, shook uncontrollably.
"You need to leave, Mrs. Flynn. Ms. Young could wake up at any moment. It wouldn't be good if she sees you," James added.
"I'm leaving now," Sienna said, biting her lip so hard it drew blood, but she was oblivious to it.
As she stepped out of the surgical building, she hesitated—she couldn't just walk away; tomorrow, she was flying out of the country. In a foreign place, she wouldn't even know what to do.
So, she stood there waiting for Josiah, convinced he would come out eventually. Seconds turned into minutes, and before she knew it, her legs felt numb. The sky grew darker, and soon, a heavy rain started pouring down.
Just when Sienna thought Josiah would spend the night in there, he emerged. The soft glow of the lights highlighted his handsome features, making him look charming and distinguished as ever.
"Josiah!" Sienna called out, breaking into a run towards him.
Josiah frowned, "Tsk, stop her!"
"Yes, Mr. Flynn," Chester replied, stepping forward to block Sienna's path.
Unable to get to Josiah, Sienna called out, her voice tinged with urgency, "I have something really important to tell you, Josiah!"
But Josiah didn't even glance her way. The driver pulled up to the steps, and Josiah walked right to the car, opened the door, and slid in.
Sienna couldn't believe it. She yelled, "Josiah, please! I really need to talk to you!"
But Josiah ignored her completely. He shut the car door with a thud and told the driver, "Let's get going."
Sienna's eyes widened as the car pulled away from her. Suddenly, she found a burst of energy, pushed past Chester, and sprinted after the car.
"Josiah Flynn, stop! Please, just stop..." she cried, sprinting after the car with tears streaming down her cheeks. She ran so fast that the air felt like needles as it pierced her lungs.
But the car kept speeding away. When Sienna reached the entrance, her foot slipped, and she crashed to the ground hard, gasping in pain.
Inside the car, James looked back and said quietly, "Mr. Flynn, Mrs. Flynn fell."
Josiah glanced in the rearview mirror and saw Sienna sprawled on the wet ground, soaked and covered in mud. He frowned for a moment, but quickly hardened his resolve.
"It's just a fall. She's not made of glass—what's the worst that can happen? Drive faster. I don't want her to catch up and cause any trouble," he said, his voice icy.
"Yes, Mr. Flynn." James pressed down on the gas, and the car sped away.
Sienna watched in despair as the car shrank into the distance, her heart sinking with every second. She struggled to her feet, her arms and palms scraped, with blood seeping out and mixing with the rainwater.
A sharp pain hit her, like a knife stabbing through her. She closed her eyes, and her tears flowed freely, blending with the relentless downpour.
Back at Silver Beach, Sienna felt completely drained. She didn't even bother to shower; she just collapsed onto the couch, still in her wet clothes.
'What else can I do? Who can I turn to for help?' Sienna's thoughts were spinning. Suddenly, an idea flashed through her mind. She grabbed her phone and dialed a number she knew by heart.
The ringing echoed in Sienna's ears, and she held her breath, a flicker of hope lighting up inside her.
"Hello?" a woman's voice answered on the other end.
Instantly, the spark in Sienna's eyes dimmed.
"Hello? Who is this? Speak up," the woman asked, her tone edged with annoyance. "If you don't say something, I'm hanging up." And with that, the call went dead.
Sienna gripped her phone tightly and bit her lip, tears streaming down her cheeks—she felt so foolish for making that call. In frustration, she hurled the phone across the room and buried her face in a pillow.
The entire night blurred by. Sienna lost track of when she finally fell asleep, but when she woke up, her head throbbed painfully. The doorbell rang insistently, each chime grating on her nerves.
Suddenly, the door swung open. Josiah stepped in, his handsome face shadowed with anger.
Chapter 3 Asking Him For Money Seeing Sienna sitting on the sofa, Josiah narrowed his charming eyes, annoyed. "Why didn't you open the door?"
'Because I was weak,' Sienna thought. But she kept that to herself, just shaking her head instead. She figured any excuse would fall on deaf ears—he didn't like her, so in his eyes, everything she did was a mess-up.
Feeling uncomfortable, she cut to the chase, "What brings you here? " She had thought she didn't want anything to do with her.
"Hmph, like I had a choice," Josiah sneered, his icy gaze making his distaste crystal clear. "Grandma insisted I come and make sure you get on that plane."
Sienna's heart sank. 'What am I even expecting?'
"Where's your stuff? Upstairs?" Josiah asked, his impatience was palpable. Every extra second in Sienna's presence felt like a punishment for him.
Sienna nodded, then shook her head. "It's up there, but I haven't finished packing." She had intended to pack last night after coming back, but she felt unwell and ended up falling asleep.
"What?" Josiah's expression turned even grimmer. "You've been doing nothing all day and can't even get your bags ready?"
As he saw Sienna standing there blankly, anger flared up in him—was she trying to drag this out? He then urged sharply, "What are you waiting for? Go get your stuff packed!"
"Okay." Sienna nodded in a daze and hurried upstairs. But just those few steps had her breaking into a cold sweat. Something didn't feel right, and she raised her hand to her forehead.
It was burning hot, and even her breath felt like fire. She finally realized that she seemed to have caught a fever after getting drenched in the rain yesterday.
She hurried to her room to grab some cold medicine. Yet, as she was about to pop a pill, she stopped short—she was pregnant, and this medicine wasn't safe for her to take.
The decision on what to do about the baby was still up in the air. But as long as it was in her belly, she had to take care of it every day.
Just then, her stomach churned. She clamped a hand over her mouth and sprinted for the bathroom, hugging the toilet as she heaved violently. When it passed, she felt utterly wiped out.
She turned on the tap, rinsed her mouth, and splashed some cold water on her face, hoping to cool the fever that was cooking her alive.
"Sienna!" Josiah's low, slightly hoarse voice called out impatiently. He had run out of patience waiting and came to hurry her up. He stepped inside and found her still not ready. "Sienna, where are you? Get out here!"
"Coming." Sienna wiped her face with a towel and stepped out of the bathroom. Her complexion was ghostly, her voice barely a whisper.
"Josiah," she called out, dropping the usual affection. "Can I leave tomorrow instead?"
She was feeling pretty rough, worried she might pass out on the plane. If that happened, being all alone, she'd really be in trouble.
"What for?" Josiah frowned, suspicion etched on his face. "What trick are you trying to pull now? You tried to beg Yvette at the hospital yesterday, but I stopped you. Now you're trying to find another way?"
'Is that really how he sees me?' Sienna stared at him, her eyes welling up as she struggled to hold back the tears. "No, it's not like that. I'm really not well. I need to see a doctor."
"Cut the act!" Josiah snapped, cutting her off. He scrutinized her face for a moment, then offered a thin smile. "You're not faking sickness again, are you? You think I'll buy it?"
His voice turned icy. "Even if you are sick, how bad could it be? Yvette lost the baby and is stuck in the hospital, but you look just fine! Suck it up. It won't kill you."
Sienna paused, her voice catching in her throat as she whispered, "I..."
Josiah ignored her and strode to the closet. With a swift motion, he yanked open the doors and grabbed a packed suitcase, its handles cool against his palm.
"No need to clean up anymore. Just buy what you need when you get overseas. After all, it's all on the Flynn family. I don't have time for your drama now," he said, hoisted the suitcase, and headed downstairs.
Sienna bit her lip, her heart throbbing with pain. Tears cascaded down her cheeks, and she roughly wiped them away with her hand.
'Just go. What's the difference if I'm here or overseas? I'm alone, and nobody cares about my struggles or my life,' she thought, a bitter laugh escaping her lips.
At the airport, Josiah didn't bother walking Sienna in. Instead, his assistant, Zach Reed, handled the check-in and guided her through security.
"Mrs. Flynn, have a safe trip," Zach said, handing her the passport and ticket. "Give Mrs. Miranda Flynn a call when you land. Your living expenses will be wired every month."
"Okay. Thanks," Sienna said with a nod, then headed toward the gate.
It was late at night, but Sienna didn't dare turn on the lights. She curled up in bed, trying to stay quiet.
The door rattled as the landlord pounded on it. "Hey! Are you in there? Your rent is due. I know you're in there. Say something!"
Sienna covered her ears, shook her head, and closed her eyes, silently hoping the landlord would just leave.
After a moment of no response, the landlord gave up. "You really think hiding will save you money, sweetheart? Don't be naïve."
"She really isn't here?" he mumbled to himself. "It's so late. Oh, God bless her."
The banging stopped, and as the landlord's footsteps faded away, Sienna finally let go of her ears, releasing a long sigh.
'I managed to avoid him for another day. But what about tomorrow? What can I do then?' She wondered, fishing her phone out from under her pillow and flipping through her contacts to find Miranda's number.
It had been almost a month since she arrived in Fliraty, but her living expenses hadn't come through yet. She'd been trying to call Miranda for days, but the line was always busy.
Sienna took a deep breath and pressed the call button again. Soon, she heard the voicemail: "You have reached Miranda. I can't take your call right now. Please leave a message after the beep."
Frustrated and unable to reach Miranda, she realized she had only one person left to call—Josiah. After a moment of hesitation, she found his number and hit the call button.
The line rang, and Josiah's deep, slightly hoarse voice came through, "Hello."
"I-It's me," Sienna stammered, her mouth going dry with nerves.
"What do you want?" Josiah's tone sounded impatient, clearly annoyed.
Sienna froze, biting her lip. "I... I need to talk to Miranda. I've been trying to call her, but I can't get through."
"Hmph," Josiah replied coldly. "Why are you trying to find her? You've only been gone a few days. Are you trying to sweet-talk her into letting you come back?"
"No, it's not like that," Sienna quickly denied.
Josiah wasn't interested in hearing her out. "Stop calling Grandma. I changed her number to keep you from bugging her."
Sienna's eyes widened in shock, tears welling up. 'I know he hates me, but isn't moving away enough? Does he really need to cut me off from Miranda? I have no other family left, and she's the only person who still shows me kindness.'
"Anything else?" Josiah's patience was wearing thin. "Sending you away was supposed to help you break your bad habits. You need to learn to be independent instead of living off the Flynn family like a parasite. I'm hanging up."
"Wait, I have something to say!" Sienna quickly interrupted, swallowing her pride. "It's just the living expenses... I haven't received them yet."
Chapter 4 Not Even Qualified To Die Josiah smirked coldly. "So it's about money. It's only been a month. Why the hurry? Don't worry, you'll get what you need—just wait. Do you think we can't spare you a dime?"
After a moment, he added, "From now on, don't call me unless it's really important. If something comes up, I'll reach out." With that, he hung up.
'He despises me that much.' Sienna stared at her phone, stunned. Her face drained of color as she realized how pathetic she must have seemed, begging him for money.
She raised a hand and rested it on her still-flat belly, letting out a cold, bitter laugh. After a while, she closed her eyes, tears streaming down her cheeks.
Sienna had only forced a smile, saying nothing—she had no money. Eight months ago, after that heartless call with Josiah, she still hadn't seen a dime for living expenses.
She had burned through her savings and could no longer afford her apartment, so she moved to the slums. She never asked him for money again—she couldn't bear to be called a parasite one more time.
After settling down, Sienna had found a part-time job, trying to balance work and school. Even though she wasn't making much, she managed to scrape by and feed herself.
Suddenly, a loud noise yanked her out of her sleep.
"Whoa, what the heck—"
"Fire!"
"Run for your lives!"
Sienna bolted out of bed and flung open the door to a scene of pure chaos—thick smoke swirled and flames shot into the sky. Right away, fear clutched at her chest.
"Sienna!" her neighbor, also an exchange student, yelled urgently. "What are you doing? It's on fire. Hurry up and get out."
"Okay," Sienna replied, panic rising as she rushed to grab her backpack.
But just as she turned, her neighbor grabbed her arm. "Are you crazy? Where are you going? Just get out."
"I can't!" Sienna screamed, her voice cracking with desperation. All her money was still inside—every penny she had saved for her unborn child, hospital bills, and everything.
"I have to go back," she said, determination in her eyes. But as soon as she took a step, a beam came crashing down right in front of her.
Sienna reacted just in time, stepping back. She was okay, but the way into her place was now completely blocked.
"Sienna, run!" her neighbor shouted.
"No!" Sienna shook her head fiercely. She yanked her arm free from her neighbor and sprinted back inside, blocking out the chaos around her.
A gust of wind drove a blaze toward her. She spun out of the way, but the flames still managed to graze her lower back, causing her to wince and cry out in pain.
"Sienna!" The neighbor pulled her back hard. "You good?"
"I'm fine," Sienna said, shaking her head, but the dense smoke had her coughing even more fiercely.
"We gotta move. No going back in there," the neighbor urged, gripping Sienna's arm firmly.
"But..." Sienna hesitated.
"This smoke isn't just bad for you—it's dangerous for your little one too. If you don't listen up, you could lose it all. Go, now!" the neighbor insisted, practically dragging Sienna away.
Eventually, Sienna escaped the fire zone. Her back was burned, and she hadn't managed to grab any cash. With a heavy heart, she watched as her worn-out house got swallowed by the flames, turning into ashes.
'What should I do after this?' she thought, feeling overwhelmed. Suddenly, a sharp pain pierced her stomach, causing her to wince and double over.
A crowd quickly formed around her, their voices a mix of concern and urgency.
"What's wrong?"
"She's going into labor!"
"Someone call 911. We need to get her to the hospital, stat!"
"Push!"
Sienna lay on the delivery bed, going through over ten hours of intense labor. Finally, she delivered her baby.
When the nurse gently laid the baby in Sienna's arms, tears of joy rolled down her cheeks—this was her baby, and she wouldn't be alone anymore. With a sigh of relief, she closed her eyes and passed out.
Clutching her newborn close, Sienna's eyes were heavy with worry, and she was silent. She knew she needed to say something, but being flat broke left her speechless.
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2025.01.23 13:32 ianj001 I have released Intro to FreeCAD v1.0 part twelve. - In this video, see how creating LED signs can be simple using a macro I developed to make line selection easier. - You can download the macro for FREE. - Link is in the description.
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2025.01.23 13:32 Mean_One_5011 Wo besser Studieren
Kann micht nicht ganz entscheiden, habe die möglichkeit Winfo an einer HS zu Studieren wo der Programmierteil und der BWLteil jeweils 50/50 liegen, heißt eher BWL Mathe lastig ist. Oder an einer TH BWL mit Schwerpunkt Winfo zu studieren, mache mir aber wegen Mathe große gedanken da es eine TH ist. Ich weiß aber nicht ganz ob man mit FH BWL schwerpunkt Winfo genauso eine geignete Stelle findet wie mit FH Winfo, was meint Ihr?
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2025.01.23 13:32 BlackZapReply What did I just do, and why am I still trying to do it?
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2025.01.23 13:32 J_Chico Hector(Dane) really loves his brother Quinton(rott)
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2025.01.23 13:32 NicoNicoNey Looking for good coaches NOT from signing/intuitive background (am tone deaf and really dislike the mainstream voice training approach)
Hi all!
I think my voice is in a pretty ok space - I pass on the phone and online. I've not been misgendered in a while, and in my own ers while not 100% passing, I sound very androgynous. There are still some bad days, especially since I have a history of horrible larynx infections and quite a low vocal quality altogether.
However, there are a few things like overt nasality or difficulty in projecting properly that I'd like to address and hone in. So I'm looking for a vocal coach! But for something specific!
The problem is, that I REALLY dislike how the vast majority of this community and online coaches approach voice training. I know it's controversial so please listen and do not judge, and recommend accordingly if possible!
I am pretty much tone-deaf and I have zero "musical intelligence". I'm also autistic and I find BEYOND FRUSTRATING how vague and inaccurate a lot of the terms thrown around are. For example, I have yet to find a single good demo of resonance decoupled from base pitch online (as per spectrogram). Stuff like this drives me insane, especially when trying to follow specific feedback or directions that use these terms.
After months of frustration and confusion, I feel like (FOR ME!!) the voice training world has a huge "vocal pseudoscience" problem. Throwing around terms like 'resonance' or 'weight', and "size", with shifting or "vibe-based" definitions, and rooted in singer's/vocal training from decades past - not any measurable definitions.
I dislike it, I find it frustrating. And I know it works for a lot of people who are musically inclined and can just do it by the ear and "get it" based on vibes alone. I can't, it's not for me, sorry. Please don't murder me.
I like training with biofeedback, spectrograms, and live data. I also made sure to never use my old voice, which led me to lose a lot of lower notes. But now I am looking for more specific exercises targeting my problems with a lot of very specific guidance on how to perform them (again, I can't really "do it by the ear" even with full biofeedback).
So I'm looking for a specialist with a deeper understanding of vocal science to help direct me towards more targeted practice while respecting the way I've been doing voice training.
I'm on the Central Europe time zone but I don't mind East-Coast timings either. Ideally, I'm looking for someone for 4-8 sessions.
Let me know if you know of someone with a similar mindset/approach.
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2025.01.23 13:32 Torombolo_1212 Close task x
annoying bug u.s. version close task does not close all task
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2025.01.23 13:32 Fit-Inevitable2532 my W.I.P. ulterior motives remake
https://reddit.com/link/1i83es3/video/7sf68ho3vqee1/player
ill fix the vocal timing soon, probably..
most synths by me
HUGE THANKS TO!! jjackb for his ulterior motives remake stems (which also credits denoumusicarchive, lostlyrics, itac85, doomguycooming )
macintozh for the drum flp and the synth plucks i layered in with my own
denoumusicarchive for the isolated electric guitar track from the 2024 remake
itac85 for the high orchestra hits
guitar from itac85 i think, layered with mesadlys isolated rhythm guitar from the 2024 remake
doomguycooming for the vocals of course
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2025.01.23 13:32 Opposite-Rough-5845 Can we be paid a 1$ whenever...
We have to say flip card?
And your own.
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2025.01.23 13:32 Particular-Big5232 Piñata time!
Join! https://link.squadbusters.com/en/JoinPinata/BrilliantByK
Active players :)
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2025.01.23 13:32 GrapeAnnual7579 Which Sign?
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2025.01.23 13:32 MrsBojangly DAY ONE ...
I'm so grateful this community exists! Wish me luck 🌠
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2025.01.23 13:32 Fit_Progress6862 PROVIDING SHORT FORM VIDEO EDITING SERVICES
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2025.01.23 13:32 Ticxsta What is this?
 | We found it underwater it was a hard nut like thing like an avocado seed is the thing alive was it alive? It ended up breaking in half and inside looks like a candle type colour and it was slightly squishy submitted by Ticxsta to whatsthisplant [link] [comments] |
2025.01.23 13:32 lemkowidmak Eagles Nation @PHLEaglesNation: RT @MC__Collections: *Scramble* Winning spot takes all 12! 🦅 J Hurts, D Smith, AJ Brown, J Kelce, B Dawkins, B Graham, B Westbrook, F Cox…
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2025.01.23 13:32 monsj This card came 6 months after branded fusion btw
 | https://preview.redd.it/95t54vm0xqee1.png?width=300&format=png&auto=webp&s=9bba466aec6db99df4d32cdf11693130ecbdca19 This has to be one of the worst fusion spells in the game? The deck can search poly already with Spiritualist and War chief, but this can't even be used with War chief because she sets the card. The graveyard effect never comes up because it's one of the effects per turn. The only positive thing about this card is that it can be searched with princess if you've already used amazoness call. Some archetypes aren't meant to be good Every event I try to play Amazoness I'm reminded of how awful this card is xd submitted by monsj to masterduel [link] [comments] |
2025.01.23 13:32 Stock_Barracuda7990 Which combo?Help
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2025.01.23 13:32 WeirderComa Has anyone recently experienced random sound queues or pop shots but nothing is happening?
The sounds are definitely different this season. I've also noticed when I'm walking sometimes they will be a delay and spook me sometimes as if someone is close but it's nothing.
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2025.01.23 13:32 Perfect_Outside_718 What should I do?!
I'm in 12th and a girl of my school, she's in 8rth , she proposed me today I'm confused bcs she's very polite , beautiful and we have alot in similar, but I don't want to be declared as a Pedofile in my school, What should I do?
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2025.01.23 13:32 Tr4ktionMusic Does this happen to anyone else on steam?
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2025.01.23 13:32 lemkowidmak Eagles Nation @PHLEaglesNation: RT @PHLSportsNation: ‼️NEW EPISODE🎙️@InsideBirds - "Can Eagles End Magic Carpet Ride for Washington Commanders?”🏈How dangerous are Comm…
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2025.01.23 13:32 reddit_lss_2 CrossPost 23/1/2025 01:30:22
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2025.01.23 13:32 No-Frame-5115 No me suben el sueldo
Buen dia gente Trabajo como contracter para un call gringo. Cuestion que mi sueldo permanece estatico desde que me contrataron, salvo por una oportunidad en que expresé que necesitaba un aumento urgente, al año de estar trabajando con ellos. En esa oportunidad pasé de 600 a 800. Cuestion que sigo cobrando lo mismo 6 meses despues y sin tener ningun gasto extra en mi vida, no me alcanza y se me va todo en alquiler, expensas, ABL y comida.
La empresa no tiene una politica de aumento de sueldos ni parece contemplar como es la economia acá en ARG. Llevo pensando una semana como llevar esa comversacion (de nuevo) con mis jefes y me da mucha paja.
Antes les habia dicho que la inflacion (cosa real) se comia mi sueldo. Ahora está baja la inflacion pero igual mis gastos basicos siguen subiendo. Estoy buscando otro trabajo tambien pero ya vieron como está la cosa.
Consejos, recomendaciones o argumentos solidos (paginas con datos) que pueda usar para pujar ese aumento?
Muchas gracias de antemano
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2025.01.23 13:32 saturnin55 100G to 4x25G optics for QFX5120-32C
I haven't dabble yet into using breakout tech. I was wondering if there are any supported optics i can use on a QFXC5120-32C to do 100G to 4x254G over singlemode fiber? I'm a bit confused with the different types (PLR, CWDM, DWDM,...) . If yes, what types I should be looking for (distance of 2km is enough) and would MTP-8 to 4 LC duplex cables like this one work ? https://www.fs.com/products/68048.html
thanks
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