Inconsistency. (Plus, a tip from me)

Inconsistency, my god. Such a drag. I’m not only a procrastination expert but super inconsistent too. If you feel I’m exaggerating, honey, I’m not. I’m stating pure facts. I try to keep up a good habit but eventually I get lazy. After all, this is ‘me’ we’re talking about.

Still don’t believe me? Let me narrate you a small extract from my totally spontaneous life.

I was totally getting confused about keeping my sister’s and my room (hereafter referred to as ‘our room’ ) clutter free. I had to reduce things in our room, at least to prevent myself from tripping over the toys and literally un-name-able objects lying on the floor.

One fine day, I said to myself “This is it. Do or die, I have to get rid of stuff”. Sometimes, we need to be hard on ourselves, shouldn’t we? That’s my super motivated self.

So I officially made the room clutter-free, or maybe for the next 7 days. I enjoyed that feeling of emptiness, of not tripping over your own stuff and positive vibes. “Feng-Shui is working pretty well”, I said and soon I jinxed our room. I tried to maintain the room the same way for what, the next two days {Not even a week} and I got tired {!!!}. Myself doesn’t like me working so hard, so I left it. Again, one fine day, all the clutter and crap piles up an I have to work my butt off.

You see the circle?

My parents keep telling me about being consistent. But boy, did I ever listen?

No.

Unless we tell ourselves that we need to be consistent, no matter who lectures us, we’re nowhere to be working consistently. To be honest, I still haven’t figured this out myself. But one thing that seems to work is reaffirmation. I set alarms from time to time to remind myself about some little things that slip away from my mind easily. One for doing my chores, one for reading and another for taking C Vitamin, maybe? Think about it.

So I’m always trying to remind myself that I need to do things regularly. Like exercising. I like doing it, but I’d be like ” I’m just not in the mood to do it”. That is the lamest excuse ever. So self-motivation is super important.

Take these words from a non-expert but an insightful teen.

Happy Saturday! {I couldn’t put it at the start of the post because it didn’t fit the theme of the paragraph.}

I still haven’t taken my C-Vitamin. I better go to it.

How do you try to stay consistent with any new hobby you pick up? You’ve got any additional tips to suggest? Feel free to drop a message to my mailbox divyagunnabathula@gmail.com or leave it in the comments!

Love,

Divi.

*Questions welcome! I'm kinda planning to do a Q and A post soon (or maybe later, who knows), so if y'all have any questions, literally any thing, about me, blogging, school life- drop a message, here! Looking forward to answering and writing!*

The world is too fast: Trying to cope up with the world.

Happy Saturday!

This week passed by way too fast! And it’s Saturday already. Speaking of fast, Don’t you sometimes feel that the world’s moving too fast? That everyone except you is racing ahead? I feel like that every once in a while.

I’m a very competitive person who always wants to be in limelight, always on top. Whether it’s school, sports, arts or anything. I can’t bear the thought of not being on the podium. I made a confession.

Recently, the world’s been a bit too much for me. Not only for me, basically everyone, even you who’s reading it. I’ve picked up so many new things, but I just don’t know if I’m supposed to be proud about it or feel like an idiot because someone has already done it before me. My crackhead brain just doesn’t understand the fact. Well, until recently.

Someone has already read that book before me; someone has already written that; they’ve scored better than me; if only I couldve done that too– I have myself to blame and someone else to cry about it. Don’t call it jealousy, just don’t. I’d like to call it motivation that is uncalled for. {okay, okay. I did that to make myself feel better about me being jealous 🙆‍♀️.}

What I didn’t see before is that comparing ourselves to others actually gives motivation. Children ask their parents not to compare them to some other kid who is ‘doing better’. Now I see it. I guess we actually somehow take it to heart and try to impress our parents. Motivation, just not in the way we want it.

You see your friend’s scoring well, maybe better than you; another friend who can sing or draw better than you. Then you’ll have a small question somewhere in that corner of your heart, “what do they have that I don’t? “. Honestly, the number of times I’ve asked this question to myself is UNHEALTHY.

I guess age brings deeper thoughts to us. I feel quite older than I was the past year. It’s silly. But I’ve started thinking a lot, about things, lately. I’ve {kind of} understood that there is no point in trying to find someone else in ourselves. If we do, then there is no point in being us.

And we don’t have to do something that no one has done before. My brain got this fact inside itself only a few weeks ago. I always tried to invent some new thing and become the first person to do and blah blah stuff. Stupid right? Keeping my stupidity aside, I just wanted to say that as long as we find what we’re doing, new and exciting, we don’t actually need to worry about the world. I write because I fall in love with it everytime i pick up my pen and notebook.

I’m still overwhelmed with the world though.

do you have such opinions about the world too? What do you do? Feel free to drop a message to my mailbox divyagunnabathula@gmail.com or leave it in the comments!

Tschüss.

That’s the only word I know in German.

Love,

Divi🖤.

*Questions welcome! I'm kinda planning to do a Q and A post soon (or maybe later, who knows), so if y'all have any questions, literally any thing, about me, blogging, school life- drop a message, here! Looking forward to answering and writing!*

Story of procrastination

I woke up to my alarm set at 7:00 am. Not early, but early enough in the online school schedule. So I freshened up to study {I had exams back then} and opened up my books real quick. I had written my goals in a checklist and placed a notebook beside me and my Tab and began taking down notes.

The picture I have about productive studying is something like this; a sticky note pad, loads of highlighters and sheets, my head deep down in books and all the dates of historical events in my brain. But the reality is a real different case. Access to any sort of tech or device means access to games, apps, internet; basically everything. Especially in teenage years, the mind is diverging. My focus, was completely scattered.

Fine, I’ve finished learning a chapter ‘with difficulty’. I decide to ‘treat’ myself with a break. I pick up my phone and check my messages, and eventually pick up a chat with a friend. Deep down, I know that I could rather start studying more. But that regret just stayed in the corner.

Realization with regrets

The thing is, I already knew that what I was doing was wrong. It’s not like I had late realization problems. But I just hated that part of me.

One fine day, I searched up YouTube : “Ways to avoid procrastination”. I ‘TRIED’ to watch the video the random guy who was trying to explain how to focus and stuff, but procrastinated over it. I clicked up a music video {because I felt bored, typical me} and I spent the next hour doing an Ariana Grande Musical marathon.

Over time, I somehow learnt to get my act together. I distanced my phone, literally. I physically placed it somewhere I just can’t creep up immediately. I would have to get up, walk towards it and take it. It sounds dumb when I put it like that, but trust me, it worked out. I’m just not the kind of person who is likely to move and check the phone {what can I say, I’m lazy}.

I’m not an expert; it’s just how it worked out for me. Everyone has different ways to procrastinate, different distractions. It’s just how we notice that our limits have been crossed and we need to stop.

I still procrastinate, not like I’ve totally given it up. I just do it in a moderate way. Besides, I guess we all need a break from things :)

In What ways do you procrastinate? I’m sure you must’ve felt regrets at some point. How’d you deal with it? Feel free to drop a message to my mailbox {divyagunnabathula@gmail.com} or leave it in the comments.

love,

Divi 🖤

My Spontaneous mother’s day gift.

I baked a carrot cake for my mom on mother’s day. It tasted quite delicious, only because a cake, was ALL I had to offer.

I got to know about mother’s day only since a week before. I know that mother’s day is ‘some day’ in may (it’s actually the second Sunday of may, which, I discovered quite recently). So I left it at the back of my head, planning to postpone it, just like I always do. A day before, I was stunned by my ability to forget things and keep things on hold till the *last* minute.

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Now I had three things to worry about –

Number 1- I didn’t have a gift

Number 2- My sister HAD ONE.

Number 3- Now I had to make one BETTER THAN HERS.

An untold ‘rule’ in sibling rivalry and competition is that the older kid outshines the younger sibling. Just for the mere reason of being ‘older’. So I had to {Or I think I had to } make a gift that blew my mom’s mind away. I don’t know, it’s like an unexpressed expectation that I had to reach. I had some *stupid faith* in myself that I’d magically conjure up a gift for my mom the next day. I left it just like that, and slept for the night.

(I have no idea how I slept peacefully when I had so much to do.)

On the day, I watched my sister get all the attention for her card {hey, I Wasn’t jealous}. But I actually felt bad inside for not giving a gift.

So I made a painting that day and gave it to my mother. And no, I cannot attach the picture here. My mom has it taped onto the wall near her desk {What can I say, she wants to see my painting everyday 😛 jk, lol}. Then as spontaneous as a Gemini can be, I came up with the idea of a carrot cake.

So I baked it, with my hopes high up, expecting a perfect cake and yeah, it didn’t let me down.

I did have a great time baking and everything but what I was ashamed of, was the way I did everything in the last minute. Juggling things in the last moment was sure a rough ride. Well that gets me adding another thing in my new year resolutions checklist.

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Though I understand that a gift is not the only way to express love, it feels great to give something that’s made by our own hands. What’s better than seeing a smile on our loved one’s face?

{Nothing!}

anyways, farewell, my dear readers! (Well, at least till Saturday)

That was way too formal.

What did you do for your mother on mother’s day? You’ve got something to say? Feel free to drop a message to my mailbox divyagunnabathula@gmail.com or leave it in the comments!

Love,

Divi🖤.

P.S.- I have a freebie for you! Find my recipe for the carrot cake in the PDF attached! Also, I’ve got a new post coming up this Saturday!

Reviewing myself for the past year.

i’ve still not recovered from 2020 hassle. especially since i’m a social butterfly 🦋 {sort of}, it’s been really tough coping up with the ‘locked-up-in-the-house’ situation.

me, just reading!

We’re already 5 months in the new year, i’m almost nearing my 14th birthday {wheee!}, my entire 8th grade at home, and i still feel new to this whole thing. Whether it’s video chatting with my friends once a month or so, or becoming a pop music addict, i’ve surely changed more during this time than i have during my whole life.

My passions changed totally. They’re so different, that my closest friends lost track. I enjoy music more than ever now. I sing a lot {not probably in my best voice, haha}. If you ever find me in my free-times, you’ll always find me with a headset.

writing has just become a part of me. not to forget reading. I always carry a book along with me and when inspiration calls, I’m always ready. I just write some really random things in that book; i just find it surprising about how I actually bring a post together.

I do feel depressed at times though. Even the most optimistic person on earth has their gloomy times.

One thing about me that unknowingly came about as a change in me was sarcasm. Haha, didn’t see that coming, did you? My sister complains about it the most. It makes me proud, i have no idea why, though my mother says its offensive to others. Maybe.

I’ve become humorous, expressive and optimistic. Lazy and a bit dumb too, But I’ll get over it! Anyways, I would really love to read your self review too! Feel free to drop a message to my mailbox {divyagunnabathula@gmail.com} or leave it in the comments!!

Love,

Divi🖤