Diary Entry 6: End of Summer
07/21/26
This entry was written in bits and pieces across the summer so it's a bit fragmented. I have been watching basketball with my sister and baking a lot of french macarons this June.
I also spent the earlier half of the summer decorating my new davinci journal. I need to film a flip through eventually.
Since I moved back home from college, I redecorated my childhood room to be more cozy. It’s not exactly where I want it to be but I am keeping an eye out for affordable antiques. I also can’t put wallpaper up so I hung up lilac jacquard fabric instead. I love how softly the light diffuses off of it to create a pretty sheen.

I haven’t really played any new games this summer. I started Fear and Hunger but have not made much progress. I watched a lot of Moriarty the Patriot and finished Vampire Knight (Zero my beloved). Spent a lot of time reading fics on ao3 as well... and Aizawa was the character I hyperfixated the most on this summer. That's saying a lot. Oh, I also want to talk about the recent Valko LADS scandal because it is still so hilarious to me. For one, I am relieved he is cancelled because that dude is the definition of western booktok male gaze… he looks like gigachad Thanos to me. I think I just got the ick to seeing so much testosterone. At the very least, give the hybrid wolf character an actual wolf cut!!!
I will start “professional” school for my doctorate soon… I am it. I met up with my assigned mentor who is a year older than me and she told me her first year, she would come home at 6 and study until 11 PM daily. Hearing that absolutely terrified me because I lived like that in high school and it was the lowest point of my life mentally and physically. I am so afraid I won’t have any energy or time left outside of school for the things I love and nourish me emotionally and spiritually. It also does not help that most of the people in these settings are very Type A, so I’m fearful I’ll lose my spark being surrounded by a sterile environment all the time. The fact that I’ll have to wear scrubs 24/7 gives me a bit of an identity crisis. This idea of having to water myself down to appear professional for school is so dumb to me. The reason I had to dye my hair black instead of a desired color was because it was a regulation for students to have natural hair colors. I really wish alternative styles weren't regarded as signs of incompetence in healthcare settings. Although, that didn't stop me from wearing my favorite liz lisa dress to my white coat ceremony!
Hopefully, being stuck in something I don’t really like will motivate me to gravitate towards the things I love that much harder. I have always longed to work in a more creative field, but because of my parents incredibly strict rules + certain financial responsibilities + my own reluctance to monetize my art and risk ruining my relationship with it, I went down the path of medicine. Growing up in a home environment where my artistic nature was constantly smothered and belittled has led me to become my own biggest motivator for growth though. My stubbornness/willingness to see through the things I like, simply because of my love and passion for it, is one of my strengths I am counting on to get me through these next four years. My philosophy I am trying to adapt is to “work on my craft little by little every day.” Anything is better than nothing. I’m just going to try my best to be gentle with myself and keep on nurturing my craft as much as I can.
Update: Welp I just got back home from my first day and I cried my brains out on the car ride home to bjork. I just felt like I wasn’t where I was supposed to be the entire day and I was just constantly dissociating during the orientation. My social battery was also so drained after meeting people in my new class. I just feel like I’m living a lie and my soul is begging me to go one way but I keep heading in the opposite direction because I was conditioned to go there since I was a child. I tend to struggle with big changes cus of my anxiety...I talked to my best friend (who thank god is going to the same school as me) afterwards and I felt better. He told me I need to give myself more grace cus it was only the first day, and it was hard and different. I just need to adapt and I'll find a way to make it work. I need to make a decision and make it the best decision. I need to now MAKE time for my art, which will be the hardest part, but I’m going to try and be positive and stay true to myself.
Update #2: Ok second day is over and I feel a little better. I think once I have a routine down I'll be able to start feeling more calm and in control.
Update #3: Third day is done. A lot of people in my class are nice, and several tried to get to know me. I'm pretty shy and don't really initiate talking to people unless they start the conversation so I was internally grateful. I also drew a lot during lecture and it helped me calm down. Trying to stay positive.




































