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[bossapplesauce]

Quick respite ~

#blog #onlinediary #mine #text #love #lol #selfie #photography #unrequited love #depression anxiety #me

[reynanghugot]

[11:27AM] saw this post on fb and napa isip ako sa sarili ko and asked the same question? i remember those days kasi na wala pa ko sakit, kahit di pa diagnosed na mej malala yung allergicrhinitis ko feeling ko ang lakas lakas ko kaya ko lahat strong medyo independent woman lang ang dating pero hindi. sometimes i even asked myself more questions aside from this kasi i feel like if i can't provide pakiramdam ko sobrang wala akong silbi tapos mga nakapaligid sakin they are working so hard because they have mouths to feed din kasi ewan ko ba nahihirapan ako mag adjust, i have days and nights na break down malala tas di na ko nag fafunction the whole day after. pero alam ko din naman at the same time na kahit gaano katatag o kalakas support system ko, alam ko na sarili ko na at the end of the day sarili ko pa din kakampi ko, ako pa din tutulong sa sarili ko, bakansiguro hirap lang ako ngayon dahil may adjustment period naman talaga ang mga bagay bagay. baka this is my way to work hard for everything, baka di pa enough yung binibigay ko kaya eto muna inaani ko. anw, ayun lang sabi ko maliligo na ko kaso ano-ano pa nakikita & naiisip ko hahahaa happy friday to y'all.

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[written-by-m]

Unexpected happenings.

We all met people for a reason. So make sure to be ready when unexpected things happens.

I was talking to a guy for almost 6 months, we always talk everyday talk about our lives and what happened to our daily work. Until I got attached, but I am so afraid that we might not have the same intensions with each other, so I still talk to him even though I am not sure if this is going somewhere. Until one day, it suddenly stopped. We lost our contact with each other, he starts not replying. And that's how I realized that there's nothing going between us. We are just friends. That 6 months of continuously talking with each other is just nothing.... for him.

That's why I decided not to message him anymore, cause remember no answer is an answer.

Until I met another guy, we have been talking for a few weeks, we connected a lot in different ways. Interests and hobbies. After a few weeks of talking, its weird and strange that I felt something different. He makes me feel happy everyday in that 1 week span. And I know he feels the same way because he is very vocal about it. He keeps saying that I am adorable, and likes everything about me. Until we decided to take it to the next step.

That's the time I realized that, it's not really about the timeline, it's about the intention of the person you will meet. You might be able to meet a someone and stay in your life for almost a year but in the end, their intention is not to pursue you. Then you will meet again someone and get to know them for a week but they will let you feel that you're their universe.

So make sure you are giving your precious times to someone who has the same intention as you are.

#life #love #realizations #onlinediary #tumblr #advice #writers on tumblr

[pipers-hell]

Sometimes I wonder if I actually enjoy people. I think I like the attention I get from people or maybe I’m just saying this so it hurts less when they leave. Anyway I dyed my hair red and my bird likes it :) I’m really tired waiting for the Wi-Fi man.

#diary #onlinediary #story #my dairy #journal #cute #journalism #hello kitty #Malala #lakalala #lalalalala #heehee #I hate tagging lol

[yourstruly-darkfaery]

A School Memory

So, I'll start with this, my current situation right now is that I'm dealing with my crush liking my friend but my friend not liking him back, so back to my point of view, I would do so many things for my crush, first I'd help him with quizzes, tests, etc. But in return, he wouldn't do any of that for me and in another situation, I went all the way and got him a bracelet, and he would always wear it on and off, there would be times when his excuse was that but he didn't wanna get it dirty, but then I realized that the bracelet I gave him was black so how in the hell would it get dirty, until to the point where he told me he lost it, I think this its just so unfair that he treats me this way.

this is the start of my blog/ online diary. this is where I'll be venting or telling how my day went, thanks for listening? or reading? whatever thank u anyway. ily have a wonderful day

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[candytab]

smoke sesh :3 🎀🐇

went to a rave saturday >.<

#radiohead #420 #onlinediary #nature #sesh #rave #techno #kandi #piercings #Spotify

[https-kirstenikita]

I'm not shit at this.

Writing is something that I’ve always enjoyed, but never felt good at. I remember getting a notepad and pens for Christmas one year as a child and deciding to write a story about fairies, and later on that year our school had a competition which involved “writing a book” so I translated it and submitted it. I never heard anything back.

I loved reading when I was younger, like many Jacqueline Wilson was my queen. I had nearly the entire collection and would read them over and over (and over) again. I had a lot of the original disney books as well, they were read a million times as well as a few others. I just loved reading, I would stay up all night reading and falling asleep with the book in my hand. As I entered secondary school it was the same, and sort of ended when I went into sixth form. I just loved reading, I still do, but after years of heavy academic work it was/is hard to enjoy. 

I wrote a LOT in my early teens. Fiction, non-fiction, blogs, mostly fan-fiction. I absolutely loved it, I’d have to stop myself from posting so much. Fan-fiction was my most successful, one of them has 1.6million reads on wattpad which just feels insane because that was just a little 14 year old me? I also have a plethora of diaries, journals etc that I continue to this day. Other than the physical diaries, this all stopped when school got more intense and sixth form started. I found myself either at school, working or doing schoolwork and lost the passion for writing, I also had a massive confidence knock during year 12. 

Even though I enjoyed writing, I didn’t feel like I was good at it. I never shared it with anyone apart from one friend, Emilie, who I bonded with a lot over music and writing and it was just something we always shared together even if it was shit. Other than that, my writing was mine, a secret to everyone but myself. When my GCSE exams were marked, it was a year where they had a massive shortage of examiners so they had teachers marking work in subjects they knew nothing about. This resulted on me barely scraping passing my English language GCSE despite having *almost* straight A’s in my coursework. At the beginning of year 12, one of my English teachers decided to bitterly tell me this information in front of the class, resulting in me storming out and screaming bloody murder in the sixth form block . I felt stupid, confused, cheated, like I’d been led on the whole of my GCSE’s. How on earth have I got A’s on nearly all of my coursework but a U (ungradable) on my exam when I did everything I was told to do? What? Honestly, it was one of the most confusing and heartbreaking moments of my educational career. I couldn’t believe it. 

I started doing English literature in sixth form, and after that incident it really knocked me. Year 12 was also a really difficult one for me because there was so much going on at home, this definitely added to things. I felt like nothing I did was right, whenever I’d ask for help I got hit with a snarky remark or to “google it” (yes, I will never get over this). I quit the course after 1 year because the drive and confidence was gone. I described myself as someone who’s “shit at English”. I would be that person constantly asking people to proofread, double check things, asking repeatedly if my work made sense and those people would make adjustments. 

It wasn’t until my second year of university that I really found my understanding for writing, and could see for myself that I’m good at it. I studied theatre and performance at university which was an accumulation of many things theatre-related but academically driven. We did acting, production and academic research but everything was heavily based on research and a big part of our coursework was how our research made a difference on our work. In my first year I passed with good grades, everyone says the first year of uni is a bit of a doss and it kind of was. Despite this, I wasn’t used to the amount of research and writing which was because I’d done a BTEC during sixth form which is more vocational (practical) so I spent more time on my feet than reading and researching. In the first year, we didn’t get to choose the subjects we did but it was divided up equally into acting, production and academic stuff, then from second year we got to choose what we wanted to focus on. I decided to take a leap and pick mostly academic modules for the entire year. In this, I decided to do 2 independent research modules - not a common choice.

I was hesitant at first but I loved independent research. That is the module that made me realise I’m good at research and writing. Finding something you love and pursuing it really shows your skills, and you don’t know until you’re in it. It absolutely helps that I had an amazing, open-minded tutor who I’d have fantastic 1-1 meetings with, she was brilliant. She was real and honest with me about my work. She taught me how to write, how to structure things but using my topic as the stimulus and when I say that put two and two together, it put two and two together. Suddenly my essay quality went up by miles, for every other subject I was doing I suddenly just knew how to write. This was because I had done it within a subject that was so familiar to me and it just clicked, I had a moment of realisation: I’m not shit at this. Everything came together and it was one of the most impactful moments of my life. My grades shot up as did my confidence. 

Since then, I’ve felt far better about my writing skills. I’m still slowly getting back into reading (despite graduating nearly 3 years ago…), but writing is definitely something I want to really make a habit of. I work as a receptionist and spend most of my day typing up emails, communicating and writing generally which secures that more. I even have people coming up to me now asking me to write stuff up for them and it makes me so happy because an 18-year-old would have never seen this coming.

Kirsten x

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[diary-of-a-black-woman]

my shyness hurts

My social life is in critical condition, call an ambulance

I just realized this is supposed to be my online diary, but it's starting to look a lot like my personal diary: empty. I'm going to try and post more, even if I don't have a lot to say. That's really my biggest weakness, I rarely have anything I believe is important to say so I say nothing instead. Horrible habit of mine as it makes it difficult to stay connected with friends. 

It makes me wonder too. My friends always have crazy stories that's going on in their lives to tell me and all I got is stress. Literally as I write there is a plethora of important things I should be completing, yet they are also the things I don't want to be doing because it's boring. I think my background and how I was raised may play into my boring lifestyle. I wasn't allowed to go to events, for what reason I wasn't aware. I hardly ever went out just for fun as a child and I think I've taken that practice into adulthood, which I hate. My quiet nature is most likely the biggest culprit though. At this point my shyness is causing me physical pain as I deeply wish to have an active social life. I'm praying I'll be able to cross this lack of social skills hurdle one day because I need social interaction right now, and a little bit of romance wouldn't hurt too. 

On a lighter note, I've recently got into writing more, but specifically poetry and short creative writing stories! A couple of years ago I had written some writing pieces and I think I might edit them and share them here. I can't tell a lie; they are a bit gruesome. They are cringeworthy and depressing, which really depicts the frame of mind I was in when I wrote them. I get sad when I read it, but also happy for how much I've grown and changed. Plus, I'm more positive :) 

I went searching the other day for a specific piece I wrote. I remember the prompt was to write a backstory of your own goddess. I created a black goddess who had the gift of a captivating voice that made people instantly fall in adore her once they heard it. She sang constantly due to her gift, but it annoyed her father, so much that he made a deal to trap her voice and barred her from speaking ever again. A haunting but beautiful story of having your voice shut down by the "bigger man".  

I still haven't found that story, but I haven't lost hope yet. There are still some folders that it could be hiding in that I haven't checked yet. I did find some other cool gems along the way, including a cute note a little kid I helped wrote to me a couple years ago. Reading it touched my heart and reminded me exactly why I do the things I do. My earnest desire in life is to help someone and be a positive character in someone's story. I pray I can reach out to those who are in a dark space and just need someone to be there for them. That's the reason I decided to create an online diary; in hopes it would bring comfort to someone else as it brings peace to me. 

Another quick update, I went to my favorite place after not going for a while: the public library. The library has my heart to be very honest. It's such a beautiful, peaceful place. The public libraries are giving out free books this summer so you know I had to stop by some libraries and pick up some books, and I will continue to do that all summer. I also borrowed some classic books, including Wuthering Heights :) Super excited to get reading! It's a classic so I've heard a lot of good things about it, and I love gothic novels. Look out for that book review this summer! 

Let me know if you prefer longer or shorter posts so I know how to space out! 

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[elykmbr]

Check out this post… "❃ 03/24 ❃".

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[220200202020]

MY 2024

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[notquitehumanoid]

001

i almost passed out at the DMV today. i was taking the written test n suddenly felt weak and couldn’t hear anything, tried to put my things in my bag and they ended up on the floor.  

also I binged today :( this sounds odd but tbh i would rather experience almost fainting again than binging. life is so much more vibrant when i’m not numbing myself. unfortunately the bad parts r more vibrant too (like A). it’s the worst. 

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[bossapplesauce]

Backyard chronicles

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[reynanghugot]

[08:20PM] I woke up so early today, kasi si mommy binibilin sakin yung pamangkin ko kasi papasok na siya sa work. Good thing, mabait naman 'tong bata na 'to lately di na siya sawayin unlike before so medyo naka nap din ako kahit konti while nag po-phone siya sa tabi ko.

I started my day by packing some orders from TikTok. After that, I had my brunch, naligo na ko and nag wait nalang ako sa call namin ni Cath [@/kindclouds] for my second session today! Sobrang laki ng improvement ko after all these Qs na niraise ko since day one and I hope mag progress pa ko. Yay! We also sent her a little token lang as a way of saying my thank you [as usual] 'coz napakalaking help niya sakin. If you will see our tg conve, masasabi ko na napakadami ko talagang tanong and trust me, nasagot niya lahat. Sobra. Siya yung mga tipo ng tao na maganda kausap kasi alam niya yung ginagawa niya, gusto niya ginagawa niya and sobra yung knowledge na nai-impart niya sakin as a newbie.

Anw, after our session medyo stressful lang din dahil sa first yung ulan nakakaloka napakalakas naglaba kasi ako and even if automatic ang washing machine ang hassle pa din talaga sa part ko na ipasok sila sa bahay dahil sa lakas ng hangin. Dumagdag pa yung part na bigla nanaman nagbaba ng update from school na di ko sure bakit hindi nila ma finalize tapos going three weeks na atanyung concern. Well, tsaka ko na iisipin yon as I have a defense na need ko i-priority this week and yung confinement ko for my RAI therapy.

So ayun lang. I hope na okay mid-week niyo! Keep safe & dry, everyone. Good evening!

#Personal #LifeLately #OnlineDiary

[evilmemelord]

Bro imma be so fr

Sometimes I feel like I’ll never truly be a woman.

😳🤪🫡

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[pertinaxsidd]

Are you looking for online diary, personalized diaries, printed name diaries, new year diary designed to record your activities, thoughts, and ideas

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[princessmkrh]

Lukewarm

Can I change?

Really change?

Am I strong enough to trust myself?

Am I strong enough to trust anyone?

Will I allow my mind to keep me in a self sabotaging cycle?

Will I stand? 

Will I actually do?

Or will I just keep dreaming about doing?

Thinking about doing,

talking about doing.

Pep talks,

one on ones,

self interrogation after self interrogation. 

I know what to do,

I always know what to do.

But it is always easier said, than done.

Will I always take the easy route?

Will I ever be bold enough to go actually go the extra mile?

Will I ever reach the next level?

I always say how I don’t want to live with regrets.

Yet I’m constantly setting myself up.

Beating myself up.

Lying to myself.

Spitting on myself.

Scaring myself.

Torturing myself.

Saying that I love myself.

How?

God.

I’ve got to be gentler with myself.

My self.

Poor self.

Poor me.

Nah, fuck you!

Weak ass bitch!

Get the fuck up!

You aren’t allowed to feel.

You can’t face what’s really real.

Stuck in your head.

Stuck in a rut. 

Will I ever break free?

Will I ever be the me that I see in those dreams?

Will I ever stop doubting?

Will I finally believe?

Will I finally receive all of the goodness meant for me?

Will I choose love?

Will I drop fear?

Will I wake up to what’s really real?

Life’s a bitch cause she makes you pick.

Choice after choice.

Trick after trick.

It’s up to you.

It’s up to me.

Who will we be?

#i'm going to start writing again #i used to a lot as a child #this was actually therapeutic #s/o to my mom and my grandmama #yall were right #lukewarm #lifeisaboutchoices #choosewisely #chooselove #onlinediary