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Entry 21:
Finally! Somebody @TBCSeachelle followed me without me being the first to initiate anything. Also, people talked to me without me initiating anything! I realised I wasn't the only random person on the app. Took me long enough to realise.

Some of what people had to say completely uninterested me and I actually had to avoid them. Usually it's the other way around because I'm a bit right at people's faces when I talk trying to get people to notice me.

That's when I realised that maybe I make people feel...uncomfortable sometimes. It makes sense since we're all very different people, we have different cultures, different temperaments, whatever. Knowing that, I actually don't feel so offended by these things. Who cares if people unfollow me? Did they know who I was in the first place? And who cares if someone ignores my well-meant message? Maybe they have a 100 notifications to go through, or they're busy at home. Maybe the way you talk just sounds weird to them.

So in the end, they're glad you: voted, commented and added your story to their reading list, gave them shout outs, acted like their counsellor when they were bored. But they are also stressed out to respond to your texts that make no sense (to them). Or they're always getting notifications of a story they don't like? You can change what notifications you get in settings, but not everybody knows that or can be bothered.

So, please, please, guys, do not take every single vote, comment, added to reading list, compliment, insult, follow and unfollow to heart! Don't take these things personally!

But also, don't ignore well-meant advice or just feel hatred from someone's comment. You're on wattpad to entertain yourself, sure, but you can still learn and grow from everything and everyone around you!

Entry 22:
My follower count doubled in one day, sure thing, but after last chapter's rant...meh. Anyways you have to remember that I was at 3 so double that is just 3 more. Woww...not.

Another thing to mention is HOW. BLOODY. TIRED. I am feeling all the time. I'm on my laptop all the time and I can't help but stay a while longer on at night. I'm sleeping at 2 am the next day and waking at 8am. And then when I want to sleep through the day, I get distracted and do more writing.

So I'm basically always writing. Write, write, write all day, fu-ri-ous-ly, merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily, life is but a dream... I don't know if you all know this nursery rhyme, but when I first learnt its meaning at about 12 years old, I thought to myself: Why is this a children's nursery rhyme? It's so deeeeep!

I'm obviously unable to do the same things I used to be able to. So, sorry mum that I'm not always there to do the housework.

And sorry skin for having no skin care routine.

And sorry stomach for not always feeding you.

Sorry god for lots of things.

Sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, I do have regrets about this experiment, not major ones of course. It was pretty fun, but it was very detrimental to my health and lifestyle.

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