#MyDiary

[morisumm3r]

[mystery0028]

FRIEREN!!

Finally got around to watching/reading Frieren:Beyond Journey's End (Sousou no Frieren/Frieren the Slayer). And It's so! Good!

Female protagonist!!! Without romance involved!! Thats so rare! (Yes I know Himmel is supposed to be her love interest but like he's dead! It's not a traditional romance!)

The character writing is done so well too! Sterotypical personalities but they aren't pushed into the sterotype? There's realistic character growth? They learn from their mistakes and change accordingly?

The action animation should not be this good for a Slice-Of-Life Fantasy anime. Stark's fight scene with the solar dragon looked so good!

Slowburn Romance between Stark and Fern. And it's not a priority! Its not romance for romance's sake! Its 2 individually realized characters with their own story arc that happen to fall in love, not a character and their one-dimensional love interest!

Stark! He's a 'coward' but he's not snively and annoying in the way most cowards are written. His fear is real! It makes sense in the context, and its also addressed and overcome!

Fern! That's it! Fern!

The way Frieren is portrayed is so good too ! She seems aloof and uncaring, but she's not. They've balanced the caring side of her with the part that doesn't really understand humans and their urgency and sense of time.

Himmel is shown to be so kind and helpful, but also shown to be quite vain, and caring about his image and how people will see and remember him. But that's never shown as a bad thing. But rather as something that just is. There are negatives (the waste of time when he's choosing a pose for his statue) but also positives (he says one of the reasons he makes sure there are so many statues of him is so that Frieren won't have to feel alone in the future).

The story is the embodiment of the phrase- The Journey is more important than the Destination. Sure they're going to Aureole in the present, and they went to slay the demon king in the past. But the big moments aren't really treated like that. It's the smaller moments- the character interactions - the errands and side quests that are elaborated on. There are practically no extreme fights at the start since Frieren is so OP. Low stakes most of the time - whether that me in action or the romance

Hieter and Eisen and how they love and care for their childeren and Frieren in the same regards.

It's not a life-changing or intese anime, but its quite relatable in the emotions. - the fear, the loss, the nostalgia, the happiness. The loss isn't seen as tragic however - it is as a natural part of life, is accepted and learned from. The only main thing that seems to be regretable is not getting to know your loved ones enough. And that's what the whole story is about. Frieren trying to undersatnd her former party members by recollectiong their adventures and also through experiencing new ones with Fern and Stark.

-30.9.2024

[winkcore]

end of february christian challenge: trust God everyday despite what you see with your eyes. no complaining, no doubting. straight up faith. try to impress God with your faith and report back at the end.

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anybody wanna do this with me? msg mee. faith buddies. or you don’t have to be christian, if you just want a manifestation buddy. ok leggo.

[dekunoboun]

I joined Comic Market as I mentioned before! I was so happy that some people picked up my Disco Elysium book! Thanks so much, everyone! By the way, most of the people who picked up my Disco Elysium fanbook weren’t Japanese (lol)

[storiesandsojournsofgrace]

The past two weeks have been a blur of nonstop activity. There’s been so much to prepare and organize that I barely noticed how quickly the days passed. It’s been a mix of stress, excitement, and small moments of joy—let me tell you all about it.

We’re getting ready for our 34th church anniversary at CCT Tagaytay, which is a big milestone for our church. I’ve been focused on preparing the countdown post for our church’s Facebook page, making certificates for the winners of our choir competition, and creating certificates of appreciation for the judges. On top of that, we’ve arranged tokens as a small gesture of thanks for the judges. It’s amazing to see how everyone’s efforts are coming together for this celebration, but there’s no denying how much work it takes to make it all happen. I’m sure seeing the smiles and hearing the joyful singing will make it all worthwhile.

Meanwhile, my school’s Christmas party is just around the corner, so I’ve been busy wrapping toys and stuffing loot bags for the kids. Making sure each child feels special and happy is a priority, and I’m putting extra care into the little details. There’s a lot to organize—from the program to the gifts—but knowing how excited the kids will be keeps me going. I can’t wait to see their delighted faces when the day finally arrives.

In the middle of all this, I’ve also been racing to finish my reports so I can submit them on time. It’s always a bit of a mad dash to get everything done before deadlines, but I’d rather deal with the pressure now than risk running late later. With that out of the way, I’ve also been preparing for our two-week vacation in Bacolod, which starts on the 20th. There’s a lot to organize before a trip—packing, buying essentials, and making sure everything is in order. Bacolod feels like a second home to me, and I’m really looking forward to the change of scenery and spending quality time with family.

Even with all the busyness, my husband and I managed to steal a quiet moment for ourselves. One evening, we went outside our condo and have a simple cup of coffee at 042 cafe. It wasn’t much, but it was enough to recharge us and remind us to appreciate the little pockets of calm in our busy lives.

Speaking of my husband, he surprised me with a ₱3500 worth of gift certificate from Sodexo! I couldn’t resist and ended up splurging it all at Watsons—a little self-care spree never hurts, right? As if that wasn’t enough, he also bought me a planner from Muji, some water-based pens, and a pencil case. It’s so thoughtful how he supports my hobbies and encourages me to stay organized and creative. Moments like these remind me how blessed I am to have such a supportive partner.

The coming weeks will still be packed, but I’m feeling grateful for everything that’s happening. It’s not every day that life is filled with so many meaningful events and opportunities to make memories. I’m ready to tackle whatever’s next and enjoy the rewards of all this hard work.

[starlogician]

its about time i made an official intro post

Names to call me-

August or Aki.. star if you just dgaf

Pronouns-

They/ He/ She

INFO-

im 16-18 YOURE GONNA HAVE TO GUESS AHAHAH

I’m B&W :3

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(O6/25) I’m a-

Cancer Sun, Pisces Moon, and Libra Rising (TALK TO ME ABOUT PLACEMENTS N STUFF PLEASEPLEASEPLEA-)

Mainly gonna post about fandoms I'm in and Hyper fixations I have (they last a couple months at best)

Tags I use-

#yapping -Tag for when i'm talking about nothing.

#<3 (the link wont LINK) Any post I type words on.

#MYdiary Things I should really talk about with a therapist.

Boundaries- (???)

Just be a decent human being really.

[thatstolenpayal]

my best friend told me her secret today.

she said that she faced some health issues since she was 9 years old. not extreme though. and it reminded me of how annoyed we used to be of her for having more time than us, lenient parents, an easy life and no troubles. she seemed like the girl born with the silver spoon in her mouth. we never had deep conversations; she didn't really feel anything. she was too dissolved in her own fantasies and refused to take her rose glasses off and see the world.

i used to get so mad that she won't listen to me ever and comfort me. but i realized that sometimes we get so engrossed in ourselves and how others treat us, that we refuse to look at the reality. like yeah obviously i did not know about her health condition. but it never ever struck my mind that she might have some problems that she doesn't talk about.

i understand parts of her now. and i will try to be a better friend to her. she deserves everything and she has a good heart.

it's just, crazy. how my surroundings lead my mind to places i never thought of. i feel so blessed to have life around me, and that i am able to see, feel and appreciate different feelings and emotions. the fact just overwhelms me.

[bi0mas-blog]

My new experience in the life was very feelful, useful last time. And my feels were more opened in the real life then before. Some reasons of best changing: 1. Problems with hard, toxic people in the real life. They done wrong things. And I can't organize an communication of problems. 2. Talking with new different people in the real life about this problems change my mood, my emotions. I like it and I feel my confident. I had a barrier: my fear of connection with a new people. But I had a goal to find solution. And I done steps to people and opened my situation. That helped me. And help all you for talk with me here. But a real talk in the real life help me very fast.

[ancientgoddessofegypt]

WHO AM I? - Learning To Appreciate Myself, & Honoring My Goodness.

I've been growing in different avenues and for the longest time I've been having to sit with myself. I think this is the closest I've gotten to understand adulthood in many of its forms and its the process of sitting with your emotions even when all you wanna do is run away.

I guess you've got it. I've grown up. I feel it.. But then, I dont? I feel as though I have a lot of playfulness in me, but I feel the seriousness taking up space. I can acknowledge that I haven't been doing my job, and have lost myself along the way.. Because I've been who I am, I'm wondering if I could be another. I'm holding myself hostage, I feel it. I can't lie, there is so much I want to be but I've put a mask on myself so that others couldn't perceive the real me.. Only to still be perceived by false perception.

Misunderstood is code word for, I dont care to understand this person, so I'm just going to label them how I see them, how I value them and so on so forth. So I never go out my way to call myself deeply misunderstood, even though I can be.. Thats not the life I wish to see for myself.

I've been wanting to runaway. Not emotionally, just physically. Like get out of town. Move away. That's all I've been wanting. I held on to my family and friends because I didn't want to lose them, or have them miss out on my growth but then.. Chaos had came through my life and I feel now its best to just get away, and I feel it necessary to grow apart.

I mean.. I'm sure they'll miss me, of course.. But there is no way I can grow in this town I live in. Atlanta is not what it use to be, & I'm tired of feeling alone in this. I want to get away.

I've tried to go out and flow, but the flow here is chaotic and triumphing from the damage that has been done on to me and others is a story board full of discussion.

Even the LGBTQ+ scene isn't enough for me, which was the only reason I really stayed put in the city. I love my city, I do.. but.. I've got a feeling I've grown enough to accept that I must be aligned with my truest feelings and this one takes the cake.

As I'm learning to appreciate adulthood, I'm learning to accept my past truths. I was alone, tired, scared, and adulting was not my favorite thing. I mean, I didn't care. I just wanted to enjoy it. I wasn't enjoying life, so I focused on the partying and drinking. And FUNNY enough, I took part of it even when I told myself I wouldn't. I put myself in spaces having the belief I would be okay, and when it did not happen that way... I failed... distanced myself from people and got out of their business.

Just went away into my little closet, holding on to the meat costumes before they'd be skin and bone. I didn't wanna be alone in it but I felt it best that way.

And then there it was, I opened up a can of worms.

My rage, my power, my worth, it all started to make sense.

I opened up to my darkness and realized how much of me I had left unnoticed. While I was running away from my problems because of depression, I learned why that depression was there. I wasn't having fun. I wasn't loving life. I was too serious. I called it imposter syndrome. It was killing me from the inside. I had to find myself multiple times and realized I wasn't lost... I just didn't want to be the human God intended me to be. And my heart could feel it, I just didnt know it at the time.

I was fighting 'demons' that were fears of my worth. Fears from my past lives, my exhaustion was tied to the world and the need to be in this patriarchal society. Im done. Its over with, man. And learning to accept my pain in all of it, made things full circle. I had to start all over, another thing in adulthood that isn't everyones favorite. But its starting to become mine.

What I'm learning now, is that I can appreciate why I was running. I'm still going back and forth with me on if I'm truly 'nonbinary' or not, and what that even means for a woman like me. What does it mean to like woman and to want to be in the closet knowing pleasure is around the corner. And what am I even doing? What was the point of it? For the male gaze? Idk.

But for once in my life, I'm getting the hang of appreciating my inner self / inner child instead of forcing her inside the house never letting her see the sunshine on a beautiful day.

I got it all figured out... not. But that's the beauty of it all.

[iknowiamdead]

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[morisumm3r]

[tunsokyo]

MY DIARY #1

Recently, i’ve just watched a movie, it’s so funny and it called white chicks. As usual, i was surfing on netflix and i just noticed comedy list and i found that film. Actually, i think it is a good movie because it makes me laugh every i remember it. The film is about two cops was doing on duty and they have found the wrong guys and they were punished and almost were fired. In the scene, although they were so stressed and tired, they still stayed positive. Fortunely, they got a new mission which helped them out that protecting two rich blonde girls from kidnappers. On the way to come to the hotel, they have an accident which make that two blonde people get some scratch on nose and mouth. And then two guys are turned into that sisters to join in events, shopping with sisters’s friends,… and after that two cops finally worked out. Highly recommend you guys to watch this movie not only how funny and modern it is but also there are many valuable lessons you could learn from watching that. So, this is my first diary post to practice my english very well, i want to improve my english better so if i made some mistake or something, it was so normal. Hope you guys have a nice day, Byebye 🥰

[winkcore]

linking long astrology posts that i love 🫶

moon aspects post

venus overlays post

mars overlays post

moon overlays post

@lilmajorshawty 🎨

[storiesandsojournsofgrace]

Hi! It’s been quite some time since my last update here. So much has happened this 2024, and now we’re nearing the end of the year (December is approaching quickly). Here are a few highlights from my 2024, captured in pictures.

Some of the highlights aren’t in these pictures—I think they got lost from my gallery, but that’s okay, hehe. One of the biggest highlights this year was passing the board exam. I had prayed for this for so long, and after so many years of trying, I finally got the license I had been asking God for. Another milestone was acquiring a condo unit. We decided to be practical; my husband wanted to save money. Instead of paying rent that doesn’t benefit us in the long run, why not invest in a condo? At least, by the end of the term, it will be ours!

This year’s MIBF was one of my favorites so far. Why? I focused on buying books from local authors and children’s books. I’m so happy with all my purchases—not only did I save money, but I also stayed within budget! My budget was ₱3,000, and I managed to buy 25 books (if I’m not mistaken). Compare that to spending ₱3,000 at Fully Booked, where I’d only get 2-3 books—not exactly a win-win for me. Plus, at previous MIBFs, I always bought from Fully Booked, so I thought, why not support local authors this time?

This year, I got to try a few new things! I ordered local cookies from BreakBread on TikTok Shop. They’re a bit pricey for me, but I really liked the matcha flavor—it’s definitely something I’ll order again. I also tried Mable Cream Cheese (a Boursin-style cheese) from S&R. I’d been seeing expensive versions on TikTok, so when I found this alternative, we decided to give it a try. I might have overindulged, though, since I asked my husband to grab other snacks for me while he was at it.

This year was also about spending more quality time with my husband. We had spontaneous trips like heading to IKEA just to buy spoons, forks, and picture frames, haha! My husband loves keeping the house clean and buying minimalist home essentials—it’s become our little thing.

I also had more bonding moments with my churchmates and seswas. I spent more time reading the Bible this year and learned so much from the disciples. On days when I feel down or when anxiety creeps in, I turn to the Word. Reading about how the disciples endured hardships to stand up for Jesus inspires and encourages me. It puts my current struggles into perspective.

I’m not invalidating my feelings, but when I reflect on God’s goodness, my fears and worries disappear. My husband often reminds me that there’s so much more to life, and God has blessed us with so many things to enjoy and be thankful for.

This year, I also tried new hobbies, like coloring bold and easy coloring books, haha! I know they’re for kids, but it turns out coloring is so much fun! I also tried Jjajangmyeon for the first time—now I get why it’s Rose’s favorite dish! It’s delicious, but not something I’d eat every day, haha.

We also celebrated Linggo ng Wika at church, which is a yearly activity I always look forward to. It’s so much fun wearing traditional Filipino costumes!

Lastly, we had a cat named Tito. He was adorable, even though he could be grumpy at times. But sadly, he ran away. He escaped one day, and with so many people outside, he never came back. At first, we thought he was just upset with my sibling for scolding him, but when he didn’t return, it was heartbreaking. I had grown so attached to him, so it’s been really sad for me.

And lastly, I thought this year wasn’t for me. But I’ve realized we shouldn’t declare such things over our lives because only God is in control. Look at what happened—I viewed it negatively, but God had a different plan for me. He blessed me with so many things, and I am forever grateful.

There were heartbreaks, anxieties, and struggles, but at the end of the valley, God had prepared a mountaintop for me to enjoy. I’m looking forward to 2025, where I will continue to serve and worship Him alone!

[mydiaryonline]

Hello and welcome to MyDiary.online! Here I will post entry’s whenever I feel like sharing my thoughts. The following entry is written from my perspective after death.

Dearest diary,

It haunts me to think about it all. There were stories I wanted to write that will forever be unwritten, roles I wanted to fill but couldn’t fit, music that was lost in the silence, words that were drowned out by the noise. There were still little crevices, cracks, and craters in my mind that even I have yet to explore. It hurts me knowing that all of these quests will be left unfulfilled. I will never be known for anymore than what people saw me as. Nobody has ever heard me speak and thought it was in any was profound or well thought out. I lived in a cycle of meaningless conversation, shallow jokes and perceptions of myself that made me sick. I don’t want to be seen as unintelligent anymore. Maybe people’s idea of me will change after death, but at what cost? The life I have lead up until this point is not something I am proud of. And it is dissatisfying and deeply disappointing knowing that I leave no legacy to my name as I depart from this world, only to be remembered as awkward and occasionally funny, along with a long list of negative traits that I inhabit. I’ve had countless conversations with my friends where we jokingly insult each other, I think at a certain point I didn’t even realize I that my reactions and laughs were fake, i’d convinced myself I actually enjoyed it. But the truth is, I didn’t, I still don’t. I rarely actually found it funny or endearing, and many times the jokes cut deeper than expected. It’s like when a cat or dog nibbles on your skin, it’s friendly at first, maybe even cute, but soon the nibble turns to a bite, and your left with the scars. At risk of sounding like a self victimizing hypocrite, I would like to clarify that I also partook in the back-and-forth biting, but I never meant to draw blood. I’m sure they never intended to hurt me, but intentions don’t matter when they aren’t fulfilled. It’s just so difficult, a simple difference of tone can completely wreck a person’s idea of themselves, at the flip of a switch your joke can become an insult, and you wouldn’t even know it. Even then, I laughed along. I wanted to say it hurt, or ask if they really meant it, but then we’d stop having ‘fun’, my sensitivity would ruin all the good ‘fun’ were having, and I didn’t want to do that. So i didn’t. We had our fun, and they never knew me as anymore than what I was to them. Entertainment. My entire existence was a show for them to sit back and enjoy, but the second the channel changed to something more serious, they hit pause. It’s like anytime I showed any real substance, they couldn’t handle it. They couldn’t possibly comprehend that I, their very own personal jester, had feelings just as they did. And since that’s what I was perceived as, that’s what I became. I made myself the bud of the joke, which of course, meant that they could too. I became the side character in everyone else’s story, only there for comic relief. And it was strange, because I had two versions of myself. Two versions that were worlds apart. One lived between the pages of my diary, pounding and pulling at her paper cage but never getting free. The other existed on the outside, obnoxious, lazy, unintelligent. All the things I wanted to hide away were the things that seemed to characterize me the most. Now I look at those two girls, and I see something that I never saw before. Fear. The common denominator that connects the two personalities. I was afraid, and no matter how much I buried it deep down inside, it would always exist. In every version of myself. Every version, that is, but this one. When you’re dead you have nothing to fear.

- harmony

[iknowiamdead]