#electronic diary

[imstuckin1999]

90s Electronic diaries/organizers

[digitalbeekeeper]

How can you possibly understand? The ache I feel is deep in my chest, anchored in and permanent. It's roots stretch deep through my soul, planting themselves somewhere long ago.

I long to go back to that place, remembering it with a bitter sweet nostalgia. I know I can't go back, and often feel as though it was never mine to keep.

The truth is I never belonged in those places. I was out of place everywhere I've ever been. The same way you can spot someone out of place in a small cafe or bar. I stood out like an American tourist in Germany.

Even in school I never seemed to belong in one group. I bounced around from group to group, fitting in with them for a time before flitting off to somewhere else.

The bedroom I've had since I was a child doesn't even feel like home. It's changed as Ive grown, and It feels as though I've overstayed my welcome. I know one day I'll grow out of this place as well.

Maybe it's not a bad thing, maybe it's just growing up. But I can't help but mourn the loss of the things I thought I'd always have. The things I was so sure of then, they just don't fit now.

The face in the mirror feels foreign, I don't recognize her anymore. She has my teeth, my hair, my freckles... But she can't be me. Yes those are my tattoos on her arms, but how can I possibly be her?

I feel like I'm trying to be the girl I wish I was, the girl I'd always write myself as in one off short stories I would fill my notebooks with. It feels more like a character than who I am.

When will i take the mask off? When will I be completely me, no questions left to ask?

When will I stop longing for a place I've never been and never can go again? When will being me just be enough.

[joy-joy-vgk]

29092021. Mis padres se fueron ayer en la madrugada. La tristeza, el miedo y el pánico llegaron de golpe en la noche. Estaba desconsolada. Me quería morir…

Hoy con un dolor indescriptible en el pecho, intenté hacer una rutina saludable, desayunar, comer, beber suficiente agua, asistir a mis clases y prestar la debida atención… en fin, dejar a un lado mi pesar para concentrarme en mis responsabilidades.

Mi última clase fue presencial, la clase más pesada del semestre la verdad. El profesor es exatec. Es un crack. Me pidió que me quedara unos minutos al final de la clase, la verdad pensé lo peor.

“Hermosillo…” la constructora donde él trabaja “está contratando becarios y tengo la oportunidad de invitar a alguno de mis alumnos, no se si tengas la disponibilidad y el interés de querer el trabajo”.

Y… y yo solo sentí felicidad. La situación que estoy viviendo me está ofreciendo una nueva oportunidad. Las puertas que por miedo, tristeza y pánico cerré de imprevisto, tiemblan, vibran, piden a gritos que las abra.

Sentí, que todo mi esfuerzo no ha sido en vano. La vida me está diciendo “vas bien, sigue así. Llegarás lejos, eres más capaz de lo que crees”

Así que pasado mañana, tengo una especie de entrevista para ver más detalles del trabajo y así poder tomar una sabia decisión.

[thesecretdiaryofa90sgirl]

@thesecretdiaryofa90sgirl 💖💝💕🎀

[whatwillmotivatemetomoveon]

♡30.07.20♡

Today it is cool here and it was raining in the morning. I filled out my diary and watched a movie on Netflix.

The last month of summer is coming soon. This is very sad. Most likely our training will be online.

Yesterday I received the semester schedule. I liked it.

I am already starting to look for an office supply and when I get back home I will immediately start buying.

While I'm writing all this, I listen to a podcast and eat a plum.

Have a great evening everyone♡

[acelezz]

I just read an old electronic diary that I did all the way back in 7th grade and it’s just like several pages of me talking about kids who I knew were LGBT in my middle school. Like that’s all there is. I was so hyper focused on LGBT and yet was somehow convinced that I was straight. I literally stated that I was straight and was just really supportive. And 7th grade me was telling a story about how I found out that two of my friends were lesbians and dating but I never finished it and I saw that 2017 me revisited it and was basically like, “so you think you’re straight, 7th grade me? Just wait until the hormones kick in more and you get a massive same-sex crush in 2016. Yea I’m definitely not straight. I’ve had crushes on 2 genders so I’m bi or pan lol.”

I don’t trust baby gay me. Wrote whole entire diary on LGBT kids that I knew and somehow I still thought I was straight. How embarrassing. Too oblivious for 2018 me to handle.

[whatwillmotivatemetomoveon]

♡24.08.20 ♡

It was cloudy outside today, but stuffy.

My friend and I went to Ikea to buy some things. I bought a glass and an organizer for magazines and papers.

Completed the weekly reversal, but it will be replenished in a week.

I drink orange juice. I love this juice very much.

We are going to school soon. There will be 3 weeks of lectures. You can visit them online. I will do so!

Have a nice evening or morning everyone ♡ ♡ ♡

[whatwillmotivatemetomoveon]

♡29.07.20♡

Today I am working on my electronic diary. It’s hot here, so I sit at home and watch TV series.

Usually my summer is not productive at all. I am unloading from a difficult year at university.

Wish you a good evening everyone♡