Chapters Of Me Life

 Let me be real with you—yesterday was brutal. Everything was going according to plan, my schedule was smooth, my energy was good... until my period hit like a freight train. And no, I wasn’t just in pain—I transcended into another dimension, came back from the gates of heaven, and still had to function like a normal human being. But guess what? Even in that chaos, I still managed to write my novel. A win is a win. Now let’s talk about today—because things actually looked up. I woke up on time (cheers to small victories), did my usual brushing, light workout, and quick routine check-in. Then I buckled down and studied for around 4 hours—maybe a little less, but hey, that’s solid focus for me. Also, I’ve started working on a new drawing—it's been taking shape since yesterday. Still a work in progress, but I promise to share it once I’m happy with how it turns out. Of course, I snuck in some binge-watching (balance is everything), read a bit more of Atomic Habits—which is honestly ch...

 Today was nothing short of a roller coaster ride. Last night, I went to bed around 1 AM with a slight stomachache that decided to turn into a full-blown disaster. I couldn’t sleep the entire night. Around 6 in the morning, I finally caved in and went to my mom for help—thankfully, a few medicines later, the pain eased, and I caught some sleep around 8 AM. I woke up at noon and rushed through my entire morning routine: brushing, showering, workout, promotion—everything in fast forward. Despite the rough start, I managed to squeeze in about two hours of studying (not my usual four, but hey, considering the circumstances, I’ll take it). Then I allowed myself some time to binge-watch my current favorite series. In the middle of all this, a playful (and slightly reckless) idea popped into my head: "Why not text my crush?" Now, let me give you some background—I've liked this guy for seven years. Yes, you heard that right. And yes, he once brutally rejected me, so much so that ...

 Today felt like one of those slow yet rewarding days. I woke up about 10 minutes early (a miracle, honestly) and jumped straight into some promotion for my novel. Growth is slow, but it's happening—and that’s all that matters. Speaking of growth, a tiny but proud moment: I searched my novel’s name on Google today, and guess what? It showed up! Sure, the story description wasn’t quite accurate, but who cares? Seeing it pop up felt like a real milestone. Slow progress is still progress. After riding that little high, I worked out, brushed my teeth, showered, and managed to squeeze in about two hours of solid study time. It wasn’t long, but it was effective—and that’s what counts, right? Later, I treated myself to some series-watching (because, balance!). In the evening, just when I was mentally prepping for another study session, my mom dragged me to the market. Not my fault, okay? I wanted to study. But honestly, I’m glad I went—the junk food there was totally worth it. Sometimes, ...

 Today started off... oddly. I didn’t want to get out of bed, but a tiny devil—aka a mosquito—decided to launch a full-on attack inside my nose. Yep, that's what finally dragged me out of bed. I began my day with some novel promotion on Threads, and while I usually enjoy it, today left me feeling a little disheartened. There’s this unspoken trust on platforms like Threads—“support me and I’ll support you”—but not everyone follows through. It’s not really about the follow-back numbers. It’s about the trust. When I support someone believing they’ll do the same and they don’t even acknowledge it… it stings a little. Still, I didn’t unfollow everyone. I kept following the ones whose content I genuinely admire. Then came my “bed workout” (don’t judge—I’m proudly lazy), followed by brushing, showering, and a half-decent attempt at studying. I say half-decent because honestly, I’m struggling to find motivation. I already have a chance at a university—not the best, but still something. And...

 Today started a bit earlier than usual—thanks to some not-so-pleasant shouting around the house. I tried to convince myself to go back to sleep, but that didn’t happen. So, I got up, did a little promotion for my novel, squeezed in a workout, and then freshened up with a quick brush and shower. All set to study… right? Wrong. My friend showed up in tears, sharing the latest drama from her love life. And, well, you know how it goes—I couldn’t resist. The next thing I knew, I had wasted a lot of time just listening and supporting her through it. But hey, sometimes you just need a little break from everything. Eventually, I got back on track, determined to study. But of course, distractions found their way in again. And just when I thought I could finally focus, I realized I was supposed to meet up with some friends. Cue the chaos: they changed the location last minute, I ran to meet them, and—of course—I lost my money in the process. After 30 minutes of searching and a small panic a...

 This morning began with me waking up fashionably late—30 minutes behind schedule, to be precise. But hey, I made up for it by diving straight into some quick novel promotion and squeezing in a bit of a workout. Not gonna lie, it’s getting harder every day… but we move. After that, I freshened up—brushed, showered, the usual—and opened my laptop to binge-watch a bit while having breakfast. A small daily luxury I totally defend. Now comes the fun part (or not): studying. I tried to focus, but my friends and I ended up spiraling into a deep discussion. We were questioning life itself—like, why stress over top-tier colleges when we can settle for a third-tier one, get a degree, and build real skills online? I mean, I don’t even want a corporate job. I want to be a full-time novelist! 💅 …until my parents gave me a healthy dose of reality. "Your novel won’t feed you rice and curry," they said. Touché. So, I crawled back to my books and got in some actual study time. Just a little...

So… confession time: I technically woke up on time today. But then I told myself, “Just five more minutes.”*l You already know how this story ends—two hours later, I finally got out of bed. Despite the delayed start, I dove straight into some promotional work for my novel. Baby steps, but every share, every post counts, right? Then came the basics—my usual home workout, brushing, and a quick shower. I squeezed in some study time too (finally tackled that pending Physics chapter after three long days phew). Progress is progress! Next, I curled up with my laptop for a cozy binge-watching session, until… plot twist: mom proposed an impromptu trip to the mandir (temple). At first, we weren’t sure whether to take a taxi or hop on the metro. After a mini family debate, we settled on the metro—and honestly, great decision. The place was beautiful. Peaceful. Sacred. I took a deep breath and let it all soak in. After that, I treated myself to some ridiculously expensive (but totally worth it) i...

 Today began on a surprisingly beautiful note. Someone reached out to tell me they’ve been reading my novel—and that they loved it. “Great for a beginner,” they said. Sure, there were a few constructive comments too, but honestly? That small moment meant a lot. It made my day feel lighter, like maybe all these quiet efforts I’m putting in are actually reaching somewhere. Riding on that little wave of encouragement, I jumped into my routine. Got in a workout (though not without grumbles), brushed, showered, and then began the usual battle: trying to open my rebellious, semi-broken laptop. After the tech drama settled down, I sat down to study. Now when I say "study," I mean… 5 minutes of reading, 10 minutes of scrolling, panicking, promoting, texting, and snack hunting. In those breaks, I promoted my novel, checked college options, chatted with my family, and caught up with a friend. And that’s when everything shifted. Out of the blue, I got a message from my best friend—someo...

 This morning, I woke up to something unexpected… Not a result, not a plan—a realization. I discovered that Threads could actually be a space where I connect—not just post. So, I took a step forward. I spent the whole day engaging, supporting other creators, and sharing little bits of my novel journey. And you know what? People were kind. Really kind. Strangers—absolute strangers—cheered for my work, appreciated my words, and offered genuine support. I’m not even kidding when I say: *I was almost in tears.*🥺 I didn’t gain a crowd, but I gained a start. A few lovely followers and a whole lot of hope. And that? That means the world. Besides my emotional adventure on Threads, I stuck to my basics—brushed, showered, and most importantly, studied. I’m trying, and even though things feel tough, I’m still pushing. In fact, it’s gotten to a point where even my parents have stopped forcing me to study because they can see how hard I’m trying. That’s the level of burnout I’m dancing with ri...

What a tragic little love story I have—with myself. Last night, I went to sleep at 2 AM, tangled in anxiety and endless “what ifs” about my result. I couldn’t bring myself to open it. My nerves were winning, and courage was nowhere in sight. At 6 AM sharp, my mom decided she’d had enough of my suspense drama and shook me awake—headache and all. She demanded I check the result. And so, barely conscious, I did. And here’s the twist—it wasn’t bad. I mean, it was way better than my first attempt. But… still not enough. Not good enough to break open the doors of the colleges I dreamt of. I didn’t cry, but I wanted to. So badly. The ache in my chest? That was real. But here’s the part I’ve learned the hard way:   At the end of the day, you just have to accept yourself and where you are.   That’s how growth begins, I guess. I checked my chances for college. Nada. That means: more entrance exams. More grind. More sleepless nights. But it’s okay. I’m still here, still standin...

 So many things to say, and not enough coffee in the world to process it all—but let’s rewind to yesterday first. I actually woke up on time (shocking, I know), knocked out a little workout, brushed my teeth, showered, and jumped into a drawing session. The background score? None other than the iconic Shinchan—a true classic. Later, I tried shifting gears to watch my series in my room, but guess what stole all my focus? My results—or more accurately, the lack of them. The whole day felt like one long anxiety spiral, only to find out in the evening: the result’s been delayed. Just... why. Can someone please return the emotional damage and hours I wasted refreshing the portal? To cope, I did the only reasonable thing—filled out another entrance exam form (yes, the grind continues), wrote my novel, and passed out like a tired potato. Now fast forward to today—a bit late start (by just 6 minutes, okay?), but still managed to check everything off my list. Kicked off the day with another...

 Another day, another dose of stress—welcome back to the chaotic little journal of my life. The morning kicked off loudly, with my mom giving me a personalized wake-up call... a.k.a. shouting directly into my ears. Apparently, I had to go out with my dad for some "urgent work." I wasn't planning on moving an inch, but then she pulled out the ultimate bait: snacks. And well, who can say no to snacks? So yes, I dragged myself out of bed and went along. The work we went for didn’t get done (because, of course), but the snacks were secured—which honestly made the whole trip kind of worth it. Came home and jumped (a bit late) into my daily routine. Did a quick home workout—nothing too intense because your girl is still a beginner. Then, it was time to binge-watch my series while munching on the snacks I earned like a warrior. Quick disclaimer: I did brush and shower this morning before the snack party started. Hygiene is still a priority, even when life’s a mess. 😌 Later in t...

 I’ll keep it short today—nothing special really happened, but hey, a day in the life, right? So, I woke up late today, which honestly wasn’t surprising. I was exhausted from all the roaming around with friends yesterday, plus my leg pain was still there, making me feel like an old person. I woke up at 11 (yup, definitely a late start). I rushed through everything—my workout, brushing my teeth, showering—basically just trying to catch up with the day. But of course, as luck would have it, my laptop decided it was having a "mood" and took forever to open. I sat there, waiting for it to start, all while scrolling through reels. Classic procrastination move. 😂 Once I finally got it open, I binge-watched some random stuff. Nothing life-changing, but it did pass the time. I also managed to make a sketch, though it’s not quite done yet. I’ll share it once it’s complete. Then, I wrote some more of my novel (the progress is slow but steady), and—yes, shameless plug—I uploaded a post...

 Today had a little bit of everything—chaos, fashion, pain, and pakoras. I started my day bright and early (not intentionally, thanks to the lovely background score of household shouting). After some mandatory phone scrolling, I decided to squeeze in a home workout. Let’s just say... push-ups are still the enemy. I did my best—halfway down counts if you’re a beginner, right? Baby steps. Post workout, I brushed my teeth, took a refreshing shower, and ran out to fetch a milk packet because my mom said so (which basically means no negotiation). Then it was time to get ready because—drumroll—I had plans with my friends today! I wore my favorite black dress, tied my hair up in a sleek high ponytail, and skipped makeup (because natural is the new glam, and honestly, I just don’t vibe with makeup). Once all my friends finally assembled—after the usual “Where are you?” chaos—we hit the shopping mall. Mostly just window shopping because well, the prices were not on our side. We ditched the ...

 Woke up 30 minutes early today—small wins, am I right? Naturally, started my day with some good ol' phone-grinding. Gotta scroll before I stroll. Then came my home workout—surprisingly not a torture fest today (no push-ups, thank the fitness gods). After that, brushed, showered, and... drumroll... back to binge-watching. What else? But peace never lasts long here. Today, the whole house decided to gang up on me—shouting, questioning, borderline bullying me for details about my entrance exam. Spoiler alert: I didn’t spill a thing. 😤 I get it, they're worried. I really do. They don't want me to take a drop year, and honestly, I don’t either—but can we wait for the result before handing out panic attacks? I mean, there's still hope with the Common University Entrance Test (CUET). So, why write me off already? Anyway, to calm myself, I turned to my comfort zone: ✨ Art. I worked on some new drawings and uploaded one too—I'll drop it below for you to see (be kind, okay?...

 Another repetitive day in the life of yours truly—but hey, every day tells a story, and here’s mine. I woke up feeling brave and decided to torture myself with some home workout (yes, again). And guess what? Now my whole body’s screaming in pain for just a few minutes of effort. Honestly, how is it fair? Too little exercise, too much suffering. Ehhh. Anyway, after that heroic struggle, I did the usual—brushed, showered, and obviously… You guessed it: binged watched like there’s no tomorrow. Huhuhu. I’m in deep. No shame. The most productive thing I did today was plan a trip with my friends. But even that came with chaos and confusion. Oh, and in the middle of all the chaos—I forgot my face mask routine. Tragic. Truly tragic. Good skin days, RIP 🪦 Then I finally got to doing something that actually matters—I wrote more of my novel (yes, still working on it). I'm halfway through the story now, and it's shaping up beautifully. But here’s the real struggle: PROMOTION. I literally...

 Today started with a plan—and like most plans in my life, it crashed and burned before sunrise. I woke up sharp at 5 AM, all pumped up for my morning badminton session with Dad, only to find out he ditched me for yoga. Yep, yoga. Honestly, betrayal hits different when you're in your sports shoes. But no worries, my mom came to the rescue with a warm cup of tea (love her for that 💕). I sipped it like a little comfort potion, then crawled right back into bed and slept till 9:30. No regrets. Once I got up again, I tried to salvage the day with some home workout—did 7 exercises in 5 minutes. It doesn’t sound like much, but hey, I’m a beginner and we’re taking baby steps. Don’t judge. Next stop: binge-watch series—because obviously. Meanwhile, my friend group had a full-blown World War 3 in our group chat trying to decide where to go for our get-together. Spoiler: we finally decided. Miracles do happen. Then came my face mask ritual (yes, again), and it felt so refreshing. My skin sai...

 Not every day has to be dramatic to be worth writing about—and today was one of those “nothing much happened but I still have thoughts” kind of days. I woke up half an hour earlier than usual—not because I suddenly became an early bird, but because my house turned into a mini fish market with everyone shouting around (good morning chaos, as usual). So naturally, I grabbed my phone and scrolled like a certified zombie for a solid 30 minutes. No regrets. Post-scroll routine: brushed my teeth, took a quick shower, and dove head-first into binge-watching my current obsession. Let me just say—this series is SO GOOD. It has officially taken over my life. While I was halfway through the emotional rollercoaster, I had a totally contrasting chat with my friends—we were trying to plan a trip (hello, dream break!) and then with my coaching friend about which college would take "us dummies". Ouch. That convo hit hard. The whole “what if no college accepts us” spiral was real for a secon...

Okay okay, I know I ghosted you all yesterday—but trust me, it was for a very good reason. Drumroll, please… I finally gave my last entrance exam today! And let me tell you—what a relief! It feels like a mountain has lifted off my shoulders. Now I can finally breathe, chill a little, and most importantly… get back to my true love: writing my novel. (By the way, if you’re curious, it’s up on Wattpad. It’s called “Falling for the Tenth Time”—go check it out if you haven’t already. Okay, promo over.) So after the exam, I came back home, all drained, and requested my mom to whip up something delicious. And she did not disappoint! Tasty, creamy, sugar-loaded milkshakes. I drank like five glasses (don’t judge), went into a sugar high… and then straight into a nap. Later, of course, came the classic post-exam interrogation. “How was your paper?” “What questions came?” “Did it go well?” And my answer was: “You'll know when the results come.” (Yeah… they weren’t too happy with that response...

 Guess what? Today wasn’t just another “same old, same old” day. Nope. Something different, something refreshing happened—and I’m here to tell you all about it. I did something I haven’t done in ages: I woke up at 5 AM. Yup, you read that right. Not for studying, not for scrolling—but to play badminton with my dad! And let me tell you, it was such a blast. We played for about 50 minutes, and then I jogged for 10 more. After that? I was breathless, sweaty, and incredibly tired—but in the best way. Naturally, I came back home and crashed for a solid 3-hour nap. Totally earned it. Once I woke up, I headed out to finish some errands, but unfortunately, things didn’t go as planned and the work remained incomplete. A little bummer, but hey, life happens. Then came study time—and here’s where the chaos began. I thought I had just a little revision left, so I let myself get a bit distracted. Only at the end of the day did I realize I completely missed 10 YouTube lecture videos I was suppos...

 Today’s chapter? Not much different—but every day counts, and this one surely added a little more pressure (and a little more pain… literally). I woke up right on time at 10 AM (yes, that is early for me), brushed my teeth, took a shower, and jumped straight into study mode. With just 3 days left until my entrance exam, the tension is real. Honestly, I’m nervous—this feels like my last shot at getting into college, and deep down, I fear I might not make it. But hey, giving up won’t change anything, right? So I’m still here, trying, pushing, hoping. Most of my day went into live online lectures—around 5 hours of intense concentration, and let me tell you, it gave me the worst headache. On top of that, I now have a pimple inside my eye. I didn’t even know that was possible. It’s painful and just plain unfair. To add to the chaos, my dad has been feeling some heart discomfort. Thankfully, the doctor says it’s nothing serious—just gastritis. Still, it weighs on the mind. Even with all...

 Alright, let’s talk about today’s episode of my life—because every day is a story, and today’s chapter had a mix of sleepiness, studies, and small victories. I started the day waking up still feeling sleepy and tired. No clue why—maybe it’s the weight of college entrance stress, or maybe just the late-night overthinking sessions we all secretly have. Anyway, I pulled myself out of bed, brushed my teeth, took a shower, and got ready to dive into the same cycle again. Yup. The endless loop of a student hustling toward college dreams. That’s life right now. I opened up my laptop, and instead of casually easing into things, I ended up watching five study videos in one go—non-stop. It was back-to-back, no breaks, no mercy. I’m officially tired as hell, but hey, at least I got something done, right? After the study session, I moved on to my favorite time of the day—drawing. I practiced sketching again today and will drop the progress below. Be kind—if you don’t like it, just scroll past...

 Today was a much better day than usual—probably because one major exam is already behind me. That’s a relief in itself, isn’t it? The morning started off on a decent note. I woke up, brushed my teeth, took a shower, and tried to stay focused on what’s next. But then... I stumbled upon something online—the answer key to the entrance exam I gave yesterday. I really tried to avoid checking it, but accidentally saw one of my answers... and it was wrong. Just one glimpse and I felt scattered. It hurt—a lot more than I expected. So, with a heavy heart, I shut everything down. I wasn’t ready to face it. Today was a much better day than usual—probably because one major exam is already behind me. That’s a relief in itself, isn’t it? The morning started off on a decent note. I woke up, brushed my teeth, took a shower, and tried to stay focused on what’s next. But then... I stumbled upon something online—the answer key to the entrance exam I gave yesterday. I really tried to avoid checki...

 Today was the day—the day I sat for my entrance exam. Yesterday, I tried my best to revise as much as possible, but I still couldn’t complete my full revision. This time, though, I made sure to sleep on time because I didn’t want to make bad decisions in the exam due to sleep deprivation. (Don't judge—I’ve made that mistake before!) Even though I struggled to fall asleep, I still got some proper rest. I woke up just in time and left for my exam center, only to be hit with the first crisis of the day—I was at the wrong center! Talk about bad luck. Fortunately, I had a few minutes to spare, so we rushed to the correct location and made it just in time. Just when I thought the chaos was over, the exam officials told me that my identity card wasn’t updated and that my exam could be canceled because of it. At that moment, my heart nearly stopped. But I kept a smile on my face—I wasn’t about to show them how scared I was. Luckily, they showed some mercy, and I was allowed to take my sea...

 Today had its ups and downs—mostly downs, if I’m being honest. But let’s start with a small victory: I actually woke up on time! Thanks to my alarm, I didn’t oversleep, and that alone felt like an achievement. With just two days left until my entrance exam, I knew I had to put in serious effort. I studied hard—really hard—but I’m still behind schedule. So, I’ve made a decision: no sleep tonight. That’s right, I’m pulling an all-nighter to catch up. On top of that, one of my exam results came in today, and… it was bad. Really bad. My family was disappointed, and honestly, I can’t blame them. Every parent wants their child to succeed. Maybe I’m just not that smart, or maybe this is just one of those low points in life. Either way, I’m not giving up. Better days will come, and I’ll make sure of it. No drawing today either, but just wait—two more days, and I’ll be back at it. Until then, it’s time to prove to myself that I can push through. Let’s see if I make it through the night wit...