What Happens Next?

Well, hello there! It's been a while, hasn't it?

I think it's fair to say that I'm not really good at running this blog: I don't seem to know what direction I'm taking with this blog. Yes, this is the Diary of Anonymous, but what do I want to share? Does anybody want to hear about my thoughts of the day, or little motivational speeches, or do I share the unfortunate, but pretty hilarious daily events in my life?

When I first started this blog, it was purely intended for me to share whatever was on my mind in a diary form. My posts weren't at all regular, but it seemed enough. However, it was easy to see that was wasn't a very successful idea, as nobody really seemed interested. This did seem fair to me though, as I guess it wasn't that entertaining.

However, last year I decided to 'revamp' my blog, and private all of my previous posts and start afresh with the more humorous, light-hearted events in my life. But five months later, I haven't really found any motivation.

Since I have no idea, I'm going to be un-privating some of my previous posts, just in case they may be of help to anyone.

Who knows what is to come of this blog, but if I decide that my time on this blog is up, I'll make this url free to give someone else the chance.

I wouldn't say that this is an official goodbye, but more of a 'see you later'.

- Anonymous.

Small Feet + Flat Shoes = No Go

Let's start off with a mildly embarrassing one, shall we?

To start of, anyone with small feet will share my pain of choosing a pair of shoes that fit you, but don't look like they belong to the kids section. Sure, there's a few 'grown up-looking' shoes that are your size, but let's be honest, most small shoes are intended for small kiddie feet. 

Last spring, I'd had trouble finding new shoes for my, ahem, petite feet and settled for buying a pair of flat black shoes that were slightly too big for me (it was the smallest I could find). I hadn't had too much trouble wearing these flat shoes, as I was wearing thin socks with them, so there wasn't too much extra space behind my heels, though my toes had a bit too much room. 

One morning, being the very unorganised person I am, I found myself running late for the bus. Never the early bird, I downed a few spoons of cereal, grabbed my back-breaking-ly heavy bag, slipped my flat black shoes on and scurried out of the house. For a spring morning, it was quite dark, the Sun was nowhere to be seen and the ground was still slippery from the buckets of rain from the previous night (April showers!). Having 3 minutes until my bus was due, I sprinted (sort of) down my steep hill with my bag punching me in the back with every step. Now, being someone who values dignity (surprisingly), I attempted to keep my composure and not allow my serious lack of fitness to show as I noticed someone walking down the hill on the road parallel to me. I didn't know who this person was or whether they'd noticed me, but I've always said that I'd rather miss a bus than run and look stupid. However, in this certain case, I had no choice but to continue running (but not look as if I was having a heart attack).

Then my shoe fell off.

There's no other way of explaining it, but my flat black shoe actually flew off my feet and landed face down on the cold, wet ground. 
If I was a lucky person, I would have calmly retrieved my shoe and continued my journey, however, this wasn't the case.

After coming to an abrupt halt after realising I'd lost my shoe (and nearly losing my balance), I had to turn around and hop a few paces back, almost fall over while doing this, step into a small freezing puddle and then retrieve my stupid black flat shoe. 

The stranger saw it all.

Some of you may think that this is a small silly thing that shouldn't of been such a big deal, but it doesn't end here.

After having lost about 30 seconds, I had to continue to run for my bus.

In short, I missed it, and gained a few sympathetic looks from the bus passengers as my bus slowly left the bus stop. Oh, the embarrassment. 

Then, during the day, my shoe fell off again while I was travelling up a very busy flight of stairs. I tried to turn around to try and spot where my shoe had got to, but the crowd of people kept moving past me and pushing me up the stairs, almost causing me to trip. I decided to wait at the very top of the stairs until the crowd had moved to then get back my shoe. After a few humoured exclaims of a lost shoe on the stairs, the crowd finally moved, and then I went to get my shoe back. Though, to be honest, I'm sure it wasn't hard for the crowd to realise that the lost shoe belonged to the impatient looking girl waiting at the top of the stairs with only one shoe on.

You see, if I'd tried harder to find myself shoes that actually fit my small feet properly, my shoes would never have flown off. 

This is a bit of a silly message, but it's valuable, guys!

Always buy shoes that fit you!

-Anonymous

Still Co-existing!

Hi there!
Well, it's been a while, hasn't it?
I think I may need to reintroduce myself, here goes.

Hi! I'm Anonymous, and this is my diary. Here I will be sharing my thoughts and experiences. You may or may not find it useful. You may or may not find it interesting (I hope you do, though! :]). However, I hope that you find it entertaining. 

What I've been failing to do for the past, I dunno, couple of years, is try to make my blog interesting. It's a diary, right? So how about a few anecdotes about the stupid stuff that happens to me in my clumsy and miserably un-coordinated life with a few life questions along the way? 

Therefore, I'm starting this blog again, thank you for those who have followed this blog, every pageview that isn't from me makes me smile! 

So here goes.

Stay tuned!

-Anonymous.

Big Decisions

I've come to a time in my life where I have to make quite big, life-changing decisions. Mostly to do with school, exams and the future. I guess it can be quite stressful and annoying, but decisions have to be made, don't they? Personally, I hate making decisions, because I worry about other peoples' opinions and reactions too much, instead of my own. But I've learnt that you have to go with your gut instinct and make the decision that you want. Because at the end of the day, it will be you who directly deals with the consequences, no matter what they may be. 
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Unwanted

Ever feel unwanted? I sure do. I hate it when you try to help out people out of the goodness of your heart, and then they just ignore you or don't even acknowledge you, because you're no help to them. It just makes you feel useless and I really hate it. Or when you're in a room with 'friends', and they're all off having their own conversations without you, making you feel neglected and awkward. That always happens to me! Or even worse when they're planning events together to meet up somewhere and you're like, "Hello? I'm here!" Honestly! Some people are so rude and disrespectful! Eurgh! Makes me feel neglected and miserable! 
How do you cope with feeling unwanted?
Byeee xx

Expectations

Don't you just hate it, when so many people, especially the ones closest to you, expect so highly of you, and it puts too much pressure on you? Knowing that if you let them down, you're letting yourself down, and that they are not going to be very happy with you? For example, school. Some people expect so much of me, to get really good grades, it just puts so much pressure! Sometimes, I just want a break, and be able to do badly in a test without such "Oh, see, you should have revised! Revise more! You'll do better next time! We expect more of you than is." Why can't I just live life, without all of this nagging and pressure, I envy those who aren't expected of so much, they seem much happier. I understand that they want what's best for me and to reach my full potential, but it's just so stressful!!!!!
How do you cope with stress and expectations?
Byeeee!!! xxx

Depression

Know people with depression, or just people who are always moody or in a bad mood? I do. I've been quite down myself too, but I've overcome it! Sometimes it really upsets me to see people who are just feeling down all the time, they can't see the bright side of life, they feel as if they're worthless, useless, and they have no existence on Earth. It makes me feel sad. So to anyone reading this blog, and knows someone who is constantly depressed, the next time you see them, greet them, make conversation, maybe? Talk about an uplifting subject! Or just say, "Have a great day!"
Or if you, yourself are depressed, find hobbies that you enjoying doing, such as playing an instrument, writing stories, poems, songs, reading, listening to music, playing games consoles, doing puzzles? Things that make you happy! If you want any more advice, or questions, just let me know! I would love to help! Really!
Just comment and follow!
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