#virtualdiary

[daisydenim1967]

everything you like i’ve liked 193884 years before you

[paperw0rmz]

[andsungreen]

. ° ｡ + ✿ 靑春 ✩˚ ｡◌ a midsummer's fantasia

[th30tazzy]

We're SOOO back!!

(I'm gonna be dead before this game finishes).

[helloolizz]

I'm Back and Blue

Hello, Tumblr world. It's me again. Finally I had the courage to type my thoughts in today. I missed writing in here. I miss writing my thoughts in general. I used to scribble down everything on my journal when I was young. Now, I make digitalization quite an excuse for me not to write anymore. That sucks.

I'm 24 now. Turning 25 this year, and the last time I navigate through this website and write my thoughts was when I was 21. Time sure flies fast and my character development was a wild, chaotic, and quite strange the past 3 years. I was learning how to find my voice and battling newfound demons and my early 20’s so far is consisted of learning more about my demons. How to accept and harmonize with them.

I don't know if I've said this before but there were a lot of things I repressed as a kid, that are continuously starting to overflow like a glass full of bubble fizzes when you pour the soda in your glass too fast. The more I had the option to repressed my emotions, the more I had the options to run, and the more that I run the more I was faced to see my darker selves. I think there’s always so much intensity and emotions overflowing inside my head and yet it just burns in my tongue before I get to express them.

I sometimes wonder what version of me i feed to people and I wonder what it tastes like to them.

[michikoroko]

Constant

“When I think about my life, I always go on a rollercoaster ride. I remember my childhood, the time when I only cared for cartoons and paper dolls. I lived for the sound of the cornetto cart roaming around our barangay. I would sleep after lunch and wake up before sunset so I could play tag with my cousins. My grandma would call me at 6PM so we could eat dinner together. I had my walkman and I listened to boybands until it was time to sleep. Life was simple and uncomplicated.

I liked art and I enjoyed drawing sailor moon or card captor sakura. My grandpa is an artist and he said I was good so I immediately became confident about my work. I remember the horror on my auntie’s face when she saw the walls of the room we shared, filled with sketches that I pasted there, using glue. 😂

Now, I am an adult trying to juggle work, family, love and life at the same time. I used to travel a lot but covid happened so I am at home thinking of a business to put up. I live with my family but they’re all busy with what they do too. I sit in front of my computer and talk to people from different places in the world. I sleep a lot on weekends and sometimes I go on random road trips with my boyfriend to unwind. I rarely have time to draw. I don’t even think I still know how. When I try to pick up a pencil, I usually end up not liking what my output is. Maybe because when I grew up life became different. But I still like art. I have a journal. I like putting up a collage. I enjoy mixing scraps of papers and other materials that mean something to me. Candy wrappers, movie tickets, race bands or dried flowers. Every page I make is like a compilation of random events in my life. A finished output makes me giddy. Since I am busy and a lot of things happen to me and around me all the time, this is my way to compress the moments that I want to live for. And, right— I also started having tattoos. Tiny ones. They all have meanings. Usually a reminder for myself. I used to be alone for a long time so I’ve realized that no one would tell me these things but me. I had them when I was in a dark place and piece by piece, they gave me light. I think about getting new ones soon. I know that until today it’s still a taboo. Some families still talk about it as a sign that you are part of something bad or perhaps, you are rebelling. But God knows I am not. It’s art. And I like art. Of all the things that changed in me for the past 20 years, my fascination with art didn’t.”

M

[redlipsblueheart-blog1]

Welcome

Day 1 - Entry #1

Isolation is scary, it’s emotionally draining and I guess the best/worst thing about it all is knowing that you’re not alone in this, literally everyone in the world is going through the same thing. I’ve decided that I want to change myself for the better during these trying times, and to motivate myself I may as well anonymously lay my soul bare for the world to see. I’m tired of the way I am, and I want to be better. So, dear stranger, if you’re still reading, then welcome to my online journal! Real, raw moments from a girl who just wants to stop disappointing herself and finally be happy with who she is. 

Although I’m probably not going to get any interaction with anyone from this, I want to have a structure to my posts anyway. I will always start with the day & entry number, and I will always end with a question to anyone who might actually be following along my journey. That brings me to the end of this post, and here’s my very first question,

Q: What song are you currently listening to?

A: Want What You Got - The Beaches

xoxo,

Nova

[sailor1714-blog]

Where I went today! A proper little hidden gem this. Beautiful walk along the banks of the river up in Lisburn! #virtualdiary #whatisseentoday #riverbank #lagan #blueskies #naturephotography #nature #outinlockdown #mentalhealthawareness #walkingnorthernireland #belfastphotography #hiking #hikingni #river #exploreireland #explorenorthernireland #exploreni #visitbelfast #visitireland #visitni (at Northern Ireland) https://www.instagram.com/p/COKx4F1hmuj/?igshid=cp87zzmr1pmw

[alysofeology]

5 years later...

It almost feels like a lifetime ago when I had just finished graduating high school, falling in and out of teenage romance and writing away in this humble blog of mine that I've learned to grow out from.. at least, not until 5 years later. I've been collecting way too many dusts in this page and I still hope my 108 followers on Tumblr are still active (if you are, hey, its me again!).

So what exactly happened to the girl who used to listen to Taylor Swift and only binged on romantic comedies? Oh, time hasn't changed a bit and old habits are almost impossible to die. She is still bubbly as ever and due to her current bachelor's degree internship and profession, I don't think she will ever know when to shut the hell up.

I have decided to start doing the things that I am passionate about, which is making a fool out of myself with my writing and thoughts. Why? I was a young writer who used this channel to express my thoughts, feelings and emotions. I have no plans on removing any of my previous posts and rereading them in 2021 has certainly put a smile on my face. I remembered the things that made me happy again and if this isn't the best coping mechanism for my current "adulting life" problems, I don't know what else will.

Until then,

Alyssa.

[crystaljanescissorhands-blog]

I Moved to the City of my Dreams!

There, you saw that very scary and stressful word.

“Moved”… “Moving”… “Help me move.”

And when I found out that my partner’s family had to sell the house he and I (and our roommate at the time) lived in, I felt the anxiety begin.

The scariest part was that I had never had to actually look for a place to live. The second scariest part; neither had my partner. We both laid awake, looking at the ceiling I had become so accustomed to looking at for the last 3 years before I fell asleep, and talked about where we would want to live. Did we want roommates? Did we want to find friends to room with or trust all the strangers out there? What about our cat? What about all of his things from the last 23 or so years of his life that had accumulated in his house? He had never lived anywhere else in his life.

Then one night, when we were talking about shortening my commute that was San Jose to San Francisco, I said that I would be happy to even just cut my commute in half. He looked at me very sternly and said, “Why don’t we just move to the city? You would have next to no commute depending on where we lived.”

“But you would still have to commute!” I protested, knowing what an absolute pain that drive is and how excruciatingly long the train is.

“It’s my turn to do this for a little while.”

It was the best response possible and makes me swoon thinking about it even now. It’s one of the many reasons I love my partner; he always considers me and is usually pretty fair.

We began the terrible process of apartment/studio hunting in San Francisco, California.

Some tips for beginners: the prices are OUTRAGEOUS but become suddenly reasonable when you split it in half. Also, you should think about the things you can and cannot live without. Then there is how competitive things are.

We looked at several places and all of them seemed to be deal breakers; no sinks, no kitchens, no real showers… the list goes on and on. The price would be great, but they would not allow cats. I knew the city a little better, and he would find an apartment that I would have to break the news of it being in a terrible neighborhood. He would look at places while I was at work and he would meet me at the end of the day looking defeated.

We were about to give up. Maybe we could settle for South San Francisco. Or Daly City. Or wherever.

Until one day, we were told about another studio that was owned by the same rental company as one that had gotten rented out from under our feet. I was in the city the day of the open house and went alone to look at it. It was in a neighborhood I was not familiar with at all. I did not really know what to expect.

However, I showed up, walked into the room, and something about it felt,,, special. There was a backyard! They would let us have our cat. We could get permit parking placards and keep our cars. No broken car window glass to be found outside on the street. People were walking their dogs and out with their kids.

I promptly called the manager and told her how interested we were. She told me to call back the next day.

I did. She was skeptical that we could afford the place. I told her about my growing clientele, about how we made a budget. She seemed skeptical still.

My partner came home from work and I told him I did not think we got the place. He looked defeated. I cried a little in frustration. He went to lay down and rest. I sat and watched TV, trying desperately to forget it all. I hated this process. I hated that I felt that I had taken on a full time second job as a craigslist/facebook ad surfer. I hated reading ads and seeing at the very end that they did not take cats or couples or men.

And then… my phone buzzed alerting me of an email. I opened it, expecting a newsletter from Killstar or Spotify. Low and behold, it was from the building manager, offering the studio to us! I could not even finish the email, I ran down the hallway screaming my partner’s name and that we were going to live in San Francisco! We were going to live where I had always dreamed! We had a place to live.

We magically packed all of our things in 2 weeks and moved in at the beginning of November. We did a lot of it in stages, our cat being the last thing we brought from the San Jose house (don’t worry our old roommate looked out for him).

I now enjoy a 20 minute bus ride to work. It takes a total of an hour to clean our entire space. We have a cozy kitchen with a stove AND oven. We live in a safe neighborhood. Parking sucks sometimes but what can you do?

I’m sorry I have been kind of dysfunctional on social media the last few weeks, but I hope you all can forgive me for the sake of MOVING. I am living happily and more rested since we moved here. I am inspired to take care of our little space because it is the first space that is all ours. Going to our favorite clubs and events is now a decision of if we really feel like going out rather than DO WE HAVE THE TIME TO DRIVE FROM SAN JOSE AND BACK? My partner is still tying up some loose ends at the old place, but we believe by the end of this month he will spend every night here with me and our furbaby.

I am incredibly inspired by work and the city. Expect great things and growth here in the next few months. I have big plans and drive being here. Looking forward to much more content, expression, and growth in the New Year.

xxx

Crystal Jane

[fammiunfavoresorridi]

'NDERR. 📚✏️ #university #università #pescara #lezione #lesson #lessons #russia #russo #russian #thursday #october #ottobre #autumn #diario #ilmiodiario #mydiary #diary #virtualdiary #helloautumn #hellooctober #perterra #dannunzio #pe #italia #italy #bag #study #hm #vans #picoftheday

[innocentpaul666]

In case you don't know, posterity is of the essence. #VirtualDiary https://www.instagram.com/p/BuyJ1z6BXZA/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1wk0qrq6byx3w

[michikoroko]

to the moon and back

Been planning left and right for mini getaways and weekend wish lists which involved long road trips, endless music, drive thru hits, hot coffees, lots of eye contacts and holding hands.  Never been this happy and excited in a long while. 

[reobscure]

febrero 13, 2018 | 12:43pm

Me llamo Camille, tengo veinte años, y me considero una persona demasiado emocional. Creo que genuinamente lo único que me ayuda a calmarme cuando mis emociones me tienen al borde de todo, es escribir. La verdad es que escribo solo para mi, pero hay momentos en los que me siento particularmente orgullosa de algo que escribí, o simplemente no es suficiente saber que yo soy la única persona que va a leer algo que escribí. Muchas veces necesito que alguien escuche, y siento que es mucho más fácil compartirlo con personas que no me conocen. Y es por eso que he decidido retomar este blog, aún así nadie lo lea jamás. Simplemente necesito que mis palabras estén en otro sitio que no sean las páginas de mi diario. 

A veces voy a escribir en español y otras veces en inglés. Mis pensamientos siempre llegan en un idioma particular.

[editphactory]

"NO ONE REALIZES HOW BEAUTIFUL AT IS TO TRAVEL UNTIL HE COMES HOME AND RESTS HIS HEAD ON HIS OLD. FAMILIAR PILLOW." . . . . . . . . #zindahunabhi #studytourindia #awara_fotugrapher #auli #auliuttarakhand #uttrakhand #afterlockdown #reelkarofeelkaro #morningpost #morningvibes #travelphotography #travelling #wanderlust #wanderer #wanderlusting #travulls #onehimachal #dugdug_in_hills #editphactory #followforphotography #followfortravel #virtualdiary #virtualtravel (at The Great Himalayas) https://www.instagram.com/p/CI184U6DfdG/?igshid=11bugszmp9jga

[daisydenim1967]

steps to being girl:

be sleepy

dance around room to fun music

yearn for change

go into a spiral about the real meaning behind your existence

eat treats

love animals

vanilla cake smelling perfume

cry about regret

be a figment of one’s imagination

repeat!! <3