Ink_heart's Dear Diary

Dear Diary, Guess what? No, really—guess.   My mark in the French midterm?   Burnt. Charred. Ashes in the academic wind. If grades were toast, mine got shoved in the toaster, forgotten, caught fire, and set the kitchen on fire with it.   Th

Dear Diary,   Today I went to buy glue for my desk lamp. To be honest, it has never actually graced my desk. It’s more of a “tranquil nightlight” situation which is great for lulling me to sleep with its cozy glow. But, plot twist: the clamp base

Dear diary, It is the time of the month again when my body betrays me and my brain becomes a hormonal warzone. Today’s aftermath: my patience, my will to live, and any remaining hope that I am a rational human being.  When my uncle (dad’s sid

Dear Diary, So, I just took my French exam last Monday, and let's just say my mistakes were practically a work of art. Marks aren't out yet, but I'm praying for a 15/20. Seriously, if I flunk this midterm, I might as well start planning my funera

Dear Diary, I’m at my aunt’s house, and while it’s great, the room I’m staying in feels like a personal sauna. Anyway, I feel better now because this morning, despite the water being colder than a penguin’s handshake, I gave myself a quick rinse bec

Dear N-Han, There are moments when I find myself thinking about you, not with regret or longing for the past, but just wondering what happened along the way. I don't dwell on the old days I just find myself thinking of you and wondering what chan

Dear Diary, How's it going? Because me? I’m hanging by a thread over here. Midterm season has arrived, it feels like they took "stress" and turned it up a notch. Like, who thought it would be a good idea to schedule three exams back-to-back? at

Dear Diary,   How are you? Today was... something else. My parents had another one of their classic verbal fights. I won’t go into all the details, but let me give you the gist of it because, honestly, it's kind of ridiculous. It all started with a

Dear diary, Once upon a time in the land of Higher Education, there lived a weary student named __. (Okay, fine, it’s me, but let’s keep the drama alive!) This semester was not just bad; it was a full-on comedy of errors. My lecture schedule fe

Dear Diary, Today was a journey. I walked the usual 10 minutes to university. Yep, the dorm is not in the university itself but just outside it, because why wouldn’t I want my dorm to be a scenic 10-minute walk away from academic stress? Anyway, I s

Dear Diary, I’m absolutely exhausted. Head pounding, eyes threatening to roll out of my skull. And no, it’s not because of a quiz this time—it’s a midterm. The one I was supposed to study for until my head started trying to split in half. On top

Dear Diary, Well, here we are again. Yes, I know, I’ve mentioned my ear inflammation before like a broken record, but hey, who doesn’t love a good rerun?  Let me set the scene: two days ago, my ear was perfectly fine—normal, even. Fast forwa

Dear Diary, I'm really tired today. My head feels like a marching band is rehearsing in it, and I've got a quiz tomorrow that I'm definitely not ready for. Is the migraine from the quiz or my ear inflammation that's been playing hide-and-seek for ye

Dear Diary, It is quite exasperating when my younger sister offers her criticisms, only for my mother to dismiss it with, “She’s your younger sister; she’s immature and acts like a child, so just ignore her.” It’s infuriating because she is 20 y

Dear Diary, I’m finally back at my parents’ apartment, after what feels like an eternity. It’s been nine days since my sister and I traveled there to see them, and I can’t even describe how different everything feels. It’s as if time has slowed