When I first opened this account as a student, I was 21 years old. I tried to post one or two times but soon realized that I was taking arranged photos that weren't enough for my motivation/productivity.
Now I'm 24. I can't grasp all of the change three years have brought. But I grew a little more, and I know myself a little more.
This is the first day of the year. My one goal was to practice doing everything imperfectly in all areas of my life. So this is the beginning of archiving my study-life journey. 01.01.25
Writing the first page of my diary was calm, slow, and comforting.
I didn't touch this notebook for months because it was so pretty, but my feelings changed; the act of writing is way prettier than not to write for 'ruining' aesthetics.
I hope I can make stuff without or despite the fear and actually complete what I started.
02.01.25
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