Ink_heart's Dear Diary

Dear Diary, Sorry Ma.  Wala pa akong nararating.  😔

Dear diary, You know what's funny? Everyone’s panicking. Crying in group chats, over-caffeinating, rewriting the UN Charter in color-coded notes. Me? I’ve reached a level of emotional detachment so refined, it should have its own diplomatic status

Dear diary, The beginning was nice like a calm before the storm. But, of course, the middle was the worst, and the end gave just enough solace to make me question my sanity. Me and Janet were at the airport, casually saying hi to our professor.

Dear Diary, The light in my room was just... too white, too still, like it was holding its breath I kept glancing at the window, wishing I’d opened it earlier.let in something natural, something real. But instead, I made the call. And, well, th

Dear diary, All good things must come to an end like my brief, shining moment of joy over my marks in discourse analysis. It was beautiful… fleeting… like a firework… or my will to live during finals season. Now, on to French the so-called language

Dear Diary, Today, I am not just good, I am soaring like a  pigeon over a Parisian baguette shop. I am on cloud nine, ten, and possibly eleven. Why, you ask? Because I got a 9.4/10 on my research paper and rewarded myself with a chicken pizza. What

Dear Readers (or whoever accidentally ended up here while avoiding real responsibilities), Hope you’re doing well. Or at least not questioning every life choice under a deceptively perfect sky like I was during my summer course in the UK. Do

Dear diary How are you? Me ? Well I am doing great ! Thanks for asking I am having a dose of motivation because yesterday, I hung out with Janet, and let me tell you, when we’re together, it’s like all the negative energy in the world just evapor

Dear Diary,  Is this burn out or procrastination? who’s to say? They both wear the same perfume: despair with a hint of guilt. I awoke promptly at 8:00 AM.No grogginess, no remnants of sleep to blame. And yet, a heavy fog clung to my will. I simply

Dear Diary, Today I had yet another presentation with my so-called project partner.let’s call her Patricia?and I swear, I wanted to rip my hair out. Let’s rewind ⏪. The presentation? Great. As usual, the professor said she'd send the marks by

Dear diary, There’s something so pure about the way first year students look at this place.Their eyes practically sparkle with excitement, like the campus is alive just for them. And honestly, it makes me happy. Genuinely. There’s a warmth in seeing

Dear Diary, Welcome back to another episode of My Life Is Falling Apart  This morning, I decided to video call my mom. Not to confess my academic tragedy  no not yet that’s a season finale reveal but just to say I had a migraine and politely ask

Dear Diary, How are you, my dear, emotionally stable sheet of paper? I hope you’re well-rested, because you’re about to carry the full weight of my despair again. Remember when I told you I was hoping for a 17/20 on my research paper? Ah yes, t

Dear Diary, Hey. How are you? Me? I’m… hanging in there. Barely. I feel meh, mentally fried, and powered solely by anxiety. I’ve been running on fumes, and now even the fumes are asking for a break. Oh, right the presentation. You’re wondering

Dear Diary, At precisely 3:00 a.m., I surrendered to the bed (my battlefield of dreams )believing, foolishly, that sleep would come. It did not. It is now 5:00 a.m., and I lie here, eyes wide open, And now my desk lamp.My last beacon of lig

Dear Diary, Ah, what a beautiful disaster today has been. How are you? You still holding up? Me ? well, brace yourself, because I’m about to make you the lucky recipient of my latest misfortune. Do you remember when I told you I was your favorite a