Log off Twitter. Forget Facebook. Put down your phone. Leave your computer alone. Turn off your TV. Stop reading the news. Go outside. Read more books. Visit a museum. Spend real time with friends and family. Reject the things that make you feel down. Embrace the things that make you feel good. Trust your own judgement. Don’t be afraid to look for support. Know that it’s okay to not be okay. Don’t let anyone tell you how to feel. Keep negative people at arm’s length. Stop overthinking things. Fearing the worst makes the worst more likely. Make new memories. Make the kind of memories that you can’t share on Instagram. Know that you are not your thoughts – or anyone else’s. Be the best person that you can be.
Remember that everyone is basically good and that good will always overcome bad.
Everything will be fine. Really.
Hi, so in an attempt to get myself blogging more often and getting a few more ideas for projects and stuff, I have set up a new blog. Because it’s not like I don’t have enough blogs knocking about in cyberspace already.
No really, the new one is a bit different to this one, as (a) I aim to post on it every day and (b) I am going to update it completely through my smartphone and tablet. Okay I will most likely be doing the theme and other admin tweaks on my computer as doing that stuff on my iPhone is a bit fiddly, as I found out last night when I set it up, but all the actual blogging is being done on my mobile devices.
There are a couple of posts up there already, if you want to have a look here’s the link: www.thedailylyns.wordpress.com If you really like it, give it a follow if you want.
Oh and don’t worry, I’m not giving up this one!
Nearly every day when I’m at work, I end up writing my resignation letter in my head. This usually happens when I’ve had to deal with a particularly annoying client, or when my manager’s having a strop and decides to take her stress out on someone (usually me).
One day I’ll end up writing the resignation letter for real. I just hope that I have that opportunity sooner rather than later.
Every now and again, when I’m bored, I look back on my old blog posts. Some make me smile, some make me cringe. The rest just make me wonder why on earth I ever thought about writing on that particular subject. But one thing that I do get from reading them, is just how I was feeling at the time I wrote them.
For me, the best posts I have are the ones in which I clearly show enthusiasm for what I’m doing. Even if the post I’m writing rambles in parts, I can tell that I wanted to write it and that I enjoyed getting it all out of my system. The worst ones are the ones in which it’s clear, to me at least, that I’ve pushed myself into posting something, however mundane, in order to try and show that this is still active. While it’s been tempting to delete these, I’ve kept them on the blog, as whatever I think about them, some might still want to read them. I just see them as a reason to improve.
Recently I’ve been posting fewer blogs, not just on here but on one of the other sites that I use. When I have posted, it’s been more out of doing so for the sake of it rather than because I had something I really wanted to share, and it shows. I’ve long known that it’s better not to blog than force yourself to, yet you still feel that you should try to, as you never know, you might well come up with something good while typing away.It rarely happens. It’s true that life has sort of got in the way of me posting as regularly as I would like to, but something has affected it more.
I don’t think my heart is in blogging anymore. I don’t think I enjoy writing in general as much as I used to. As someone who enjoyed making up stories and stuff from the moment she learned how to put pen to paper, it saddens me to say it. I’d like to think it was down to a massive case of writers block, but I’m not so sure. Thing is, I’ve not been enjoying this for a while and while I’ve tried to get myself back into it – even restarting an old blog on another platform- I’ve given up on trying,
Now I”m wondering whether it is time I gave up on this.
Yeah okay, I might be a loser.
I love my Nintendo 3DS. I have Pokemon battles with my nephew. I am addicted to Animal Crossing New Leaf and I get upset when one of my villagers leaves (you do get attached to them after a while).
I still like to collect soft toys, especially those of famous characters.
I am still far happier reading comics than newspapers.
I still love watching cartoons, both those from when I was a kid and some of the ones from today.
I see no shame in wearing Spongebob socks, or owning slippers that feature Elmo’s face.
My taste in music might not be 100% as “highbrow” as yours.
I also tend to find animated meerkats and robots that sell insurance, sofa flogging sloths and now a purple toad that loves Vimto adorably funny.
Some might say, “you need a boyfriend”. I’d have agreed with you at one time,until I realised that men didn’t need me as much as I needed them – not much.
But you know what? I don’t care, because the things that might make me a loser are the very things that I enjoy and make me happy. Why would you give up the things you enjoy in order to appease others, so long as you’re not harming anyone? I’d rather embrace my so-called “Loserness” than try to give in to ideas of what someone my age should be and like.
1. Giving my CV a massive overhaul
2. Dyeing my hair.
3. Buying a guitar.
4. Running away to London.
5. Digging out my old video camera and making vlogs.
6. Signing up for a writing course.
The reason why I haven’t actually done any of those things is because:
1. I’m on holiday and I don’t really feel like doing any career stuff at the minute.
2. The colour that I was interested in dyeing it is not available in any of the shops I’ve been in.
3. I should probably be saving my money for something else.
4. I am probably a bit too old to be running away anywhere.
5. Nobody wants to see my face or hear my voice on YouTube.
6. See reason 3.
It’s so easy to think about doing things. So much harder to go about doing them.
Since I started doing the NaBloPoMo challenge I have found an increasing number of spam comments on my blog. I’m thinking part of it stems from the fact that I’ve been posting links to a lot of them to my Twitter page (and we all know how that can be spam central). It doesn’t overly bother me, in fact the spam filter on here works quite well. It’s just that I find some of the comments quite funny – or rather the names of the people doing the commenting. For instance, one of the spam comments came from someone claiming to be Justin Bieber. Really. I don’t know about you, but I think it is highly unlikely that he would want to read a blog like mine. And could you imagine the reaction of the Beliebers if he was a commenter to my corner of the blogosphere? I couldn’t deal with the abuse.