So this is it then. Nothing lasts forever and so doesn’t The Daily Post. Let’s take a moment of a retrospective time that has passed. It’s gonna feel so empty when there won’t be any new daily prompt nor any of that anymore. I’ve read a few post and comments on other blogs saying it’s WordPress who ends The Daily Post. That’s not the case, right? It’s a decision The Daily Post made and not WordPress. Maybe I just confused things. They have become the same to me. Whatever the reason, it will be different from now on. At least they will have the archive online. But yet it won’t be the same. It might feel really sad and all that but we will get used to it. We need to find another way to post daily. The world is full of ideas. The daily prompt was a big help to get post ideas. They even taught me English words I didn’t even know existed. Now when that’s gone, I don’t think I can find new English words I don’t know as easy as it was with The daily prompt. Not forgetting the other challengers.
Before I started with the daily prompt, I did the weekly writing challenge. When that ended, I should have seen it was the beginning of the end. But no one can predict the future. Life is about survival. Things come and go. We might feel sad and depressed about it but life must go on one way or another. Everything can’t be the way we want it to be. Life is full of disappointments but we have to accept them. Some things you just can’t do anything about. One is trying to change a person’s mind. In this case The daily post. They made a decision to end it and we should live with that decision. There is life after this. We can always go back to old daily prompt. That’s what I’m gonna do. Maybe even use the same words. I’m probably repeating myself since I wrote about this already but I say it again.
I can’t thank you enough The Daily Post Crew for all that you have done for us bloggers. You’ve been a great teacher and I wish you all the best for the future. This might be the last end for you but for us, the journey continues. Last but not least. Sharing really is caring and it’s all because of the greatness you shared with us. Three big cheers for The Daily Post! 🙌 🙌 🙌
Broken for a moment
I never have broken any bones, just a fracture
But I was broken for a moment when you went away
I know you wanted me to move on
I was broken for a moment
It wasn’t despair but your death was a shock
You were sick and you knew you wouldn’t survive
I was broken for a moment but now I feel good
I miss you every day but it was for the better
I was broken for a moment but I moved on
You might be there somewhere to look after me
I was broken for a moment but look, mum, I survived
As a Gemini, I have two sides. One is the quiet and observant introvert and the other is an opinionated and honest individual. But only when I’m around people I know. It’s a juxtapose of a Gemini. Most people don’t realise there is another side of me. But they don’t usually bother to get to know me better to find out. If I act differently from the usual people are surprised. I do have that ‘crazy’ side but I only show it to the right people. I might look serious but I can be silly too. It just needs to be the right moment and mood. When I’m comfortable with someone I show that other side to them.
I don’t know what it is. Maybe it’s an age thing but recently I thought about past happenings. People I met and so on. Especially experiences from the opposite sex. I won’t go into detail since it’s personal stuff. Let’s just say, it feels like I attract idiots to myself. It’s either guys I don’t feel drawn to or it’s guys that are idiots. Mostly the latter. No wonder I fall for men I can’t have. It saves me from heartache. I never meet anyone like Tom Hiddleston or Lee Pace. OK, I don’t know them for real but they seem decent and not arrogant at all. But there’s is no such men in real life. They probably wouldn’t even look my way. Some men expect women to be like models but the men themselves look like they’re from a horror movie. It’s all true, good men are hard to find. They either taken, gay or idiots. If I used something like Tinder I would probably be rejected there too. Some might be scared to be dying alone but I don’t stress about it. Once you’ve seen the promising land, single life, there is no turn back. That’s better then be cheated on or be dumped because of the guy found someone much younger than you. At least that’s what you read about. It doesn’t mean it would happen to me.
I’m more than meets the eye but it’s always been about looks. Even in friendships. From my experience, girls especially, are quite judgemental. If you don’t do girly stuff, you’re out of their circle. This is just my point of view. It doesn’t mean it’s entirely true. I met women who aren’t like that at all. But when you’re a teenager, these things affect you. I guess my former classmates were self-observed. They probably didn’t even have bad skin. If girls don’t judge you, then the opposite sex will. Being yourself isn’t enough. You also have to look like any other girl/women. I don’t envy teenage girls of today. With this internet thing and all. It’s a sensitive age where this kind of things can affect you. It doesn’t help that these celebrities date or marry beautiful people. Boys see these girls/women and they grow up thinking this is what women should look like. I think it’s a bit strange how these celebs find these people and even marry them. How could they know they find the one? Do they choose them because they don’t want to be judged by other people? I just think it’s isn’t entirely possible to find the one among beautiful people. It could even be me. What I’m saying is, looks aren’t everything but in my world, it seems to be. I’m a likeable person and I care about others but I don’t get any credit for that. But because I look the way I do, I get overlooked.
Beauty is in the eye of the beholder. If someone judges you by your appearance, they only look down on you. People like that are not worth having. It’s really their loss if they don’t want to be your friend or date you because of the way you look. I used to feel so worthless and unwanted. The good thing about getting older is that you stop caring what others think. I’m happy for who I am and I don’t need to change because someone has a certain formula to go by. I don’t have to act or look like any other female. I’m a tomboy for crying out loud. This post, in the beginning, might sound I felt down but that was an hour ago. That’s a juxtapose of a Gemini, I change my mind all the time. What I don’t change is my way of looking at the world. I try to stay positive even if it’s sometimes hard. I wish others would think more about deep things in this superficial universe. There are more important things to care about than how you look to other people. All that matters is that you feel good about yourself and you’re proud of who you are.