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Things are misplaced
The soap keeps on falling
This is frustrating.
I love the comparison, but I hate how they are comparing.
They are acting like she is using optics to give herself an advantage. But the device she is wearing is just for comfort and essentially does the same thing as closing one eye and squinting the other.
The little thing over the left eye is basically like an eye patch.
And the thing over her right eye is a mechanical iris, like in a camera lens, but it is NOT a lens.
Different lighting environments are going to be brighter or darker and you may have to squint more or less to let in the same amount of light into your eye. Squinting allows the shooter to get the sharpest possible vision in order to shoot a bullseye the size of a 12-point Times New Roman period.
But if you have to squint for hours for practice and in competition, this can strain your face muscles and become uncomfortable. So this iris basically squints for you.
It's more like wearing comfortable shoes so your feet do not hurt than a lens magnifying the target and giving an advantage.
Both athletes have access to these items. One felt more comfortable without them. The other didn't feel like getting a muscle cramp from squinting all day.
Either would have shot the same if they had or had not used these devices.
Just a funny difference in gear preference.
I should also add, the Turkish dad is the only one using lenses.
I'd just like to add that Kim Yeji may look like a cool cyborg badass, but she and the Turkish dad only won silver.
The gold medal winner in the women's air pistol finals was adorable and a bit overshadowed.
Oh Ye-jin, who is only 19, won gold and set an Olympic record with her final score.
Kim Yeji is her mentor and seems very supportive of her.
Also, Oh Ye-jin added a little heart to the barrel blocking thingie.
I mean, it's like she got lost at summer camp and just wandered into the Olympics to win gold.
I think she deserves some attention too.
When I was watching the competition I kept wondering why they never showed the actual target as it was being shot. On the broadcast they just show a graphic of the target.
And then the commentator said the bullseye was literally the size of a periodâsmaller than the actual pellets they are shooting. And that the entire target was the size of a coin.
They'd have to set up a macro lens next to every target for you to see them.
Pretty much every shot lands within the 3 inner circles. And if you hit the 3rd circle your shot is basically garbage. Like you'd see the shooters grimace and do an angry little foot stomp if they hit it there.
Like, if you get a 7 you might as well go home.
And the best shot possible is a 10.9âwhich would be hitting as close to the bullseye as can be measured.
This was Oh Ye-jin's final gold medal winning shot.
A 10.6!
It's absolutely bonkers how precise these shooters are.
I mean... look at this period...
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Now imagine trying to shoot it from 30 feet away.
I don't think my old ass could even see the damned thing.
Taylor Swift 10/26/23.
When weâre going through something, all of us turn to music. And thatâs why weâre here tonight: to celebrate an album that got us through our longest years. 1989 (Taylor's Version) is out now!!!!! We think weâre finally clean. đŠľ
Listen to content by Taylor Swift.

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â¨My name is Taylor and I was born in 1989 â¨
http://taylor.lnk.to/1989TaylorsVersion
Charlie and Nick + The Five Love Languages (insp)
âLove didnât hurt you. Someone who doesnât know how to love you hurt you. Donât confuse the two.â
â Unknown
âThe thing is, when you lose someone, you realize youâll eventually lose everyoneâŚ. And once you know that, you can never forget it.â
â John Green, Turtles All the Way Down

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âIâm not everything I want to be, but Iâm more than I was, and Iâm still learning.â
â Charlotte Eriksson, Everything Changed When I Forgave Myself
âBeing brave doesnât mean you arenât scared. Being brave means you are scared, really scared, badly scared, and you do the right thing anyway.â
â Neil Gaiman (via thebrokenquotes)
Just reactivate my old page where I used to take pics and write silly things. You can follow it @/tiptoeheart on IG đ
âUntitledâ by | Jordan Hammond
Bali, Indonesia
Oh I am so in love <3
Post Office
a letter comes to the post office - it is today I will see through it
From a friend; too kind with no binds
The clerks will befooled of this charade, but he sees
the shake
the break
But I did not read one word yet. The name blinds my day, showers washing with rage
amass of whatever it is left, I collect that I am in the post office, still

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On Why Am I Doing Jack Shit
Itâs my second Americano. Supposedly, this Americano on my table besides my laptop is to motivate me to write something. Spending 19 thou for a coffee was supposed to help me create something out of thin air -Â it is to justify me wasting money and doing jack shit in a cafe down Jaksel. I had tubruk at the house, but felt I needed to go out and get some fresh air. Funny how this fresh air is inhaled while I smoke, being in front of my laptop for hours and wrote absolutely nothing. This is the most Jaksel I have ever been.
So I sip my coffee. And attempt to write.
âAs i walked in..â
Buzz.Â
My phoneâs WhatsApp notification is on. I peeked and panicked because of whatâs written in the notification bubble: itâs from her. Thereâs a girl I like who I think likes me back too. But I am never good with these things - I always get way ahead of myself because of the expectations I set upon. Because most of the time, and realistically of what is going to happen with this girl; I like the girl - sheâs nice and we hit it well - we talk for some amount of time - she ghosts me. I will get sad for a few days and bounce back drowning myself to work.Â
See, I donât know if Iâm being a bad sport or relationship nowadays are full of baloney. I never fear the dawn of a potential relationship and do understand itâs all on me when there are expectations in motion. I couldâve been the dude who is cool, calm, and composed while maneuvering my way in the social sphere of being a single 24 year old man. But i am never that dude, or may very well never be - I just canât play the field as good as my counters. Apparently coming up to someone and saying youâre interested in knowing them more is creepy. And here I thought women like that bluntness, at least thatâs the impression I got from my social media timelines. Or maybe itâs just due to the fact that I am no Noah Centineo. Yep, I wouldnât hold them accountable for that.
But I do have the chance to exercise that now. Here I am, âwritingâ and a notification pops up on my phone from her. This is my big break: time to be the big bad boy whoâs cool and calm and wonât reply instantly. Alright, itâs decided. Thatâs exactly what i am going to do. So I will continue to write.
âAs i walked in..â
Buzz.
Ah, fuck it.
Aku adalah Pasar Sayur Segar
Rokok menyala dan kaki menapak
aku berjalan keluar rumah.Â
langkah menyelaraskan tarikan nafas.
Tak peduli lagi, udara atau tar yang kuhisap. Karena ini Jakarta dan tidak ada kesegaran disini.
Mungkin ada - Kenangan. Nah, itu baru segar.
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