I finally watched The Lord of the Rings. I can’t believe I waited this long. There are so many amazing movies I haven’t seen, and I am trying to catch up.
It took me four days to finish it, taking 10 hours of my time to fully understand everything and I realized I really need to watch The Hobbit and read the books to get the full story.
No regrets, though. I had a lot of fun, and I am really glad I finally gave it a shot.
Life’s got a lot of ups and downs and I learned to deal with them. There has been a lot of pressure on me lately, lots of disappointments. I tried my best to keep my spirits up, show strength, and act strong but sometimes you just need to decompress.
I’d like to listen to my favorite music, watch some National Geographic documentaries, eat food, and read some interesting articles. This fuels me to be able to battle my problems head-on.
I’ve faced setbacks in my life before but I’ve learned that it’s not the end of the world. I always say that everything happens in its own time and I truly believe in it. I don’t sit and upset myself over something I have no control over. I try my best to turn the situation, if I succeed I’ll be happy and if I fail, I know I’ve tried my best.
I don’t worry about the future I’m unaware of. I’ll try my best to plan for upcoming situations but that won’t make me live in constant distress. I want to live, not just be alive. I won’t ruin the moments I can enjoy because I don’t know what will happen to me.
Right now I’m listening to “Walk My Walk” by Breaking Rust, drinking green tea, and getting ready to take a training course on a computer program that I use in my job. I won’t let these ups and downs knock me off my path.
Visited the Armenian Holy Savior Cathedral, also known as Church of the Saintly Sisters, and it was awesome. So much history, beauty, and amusement.
It’s also known as Vank Cathedral, which means “monastery” or “convent” in the Armenian language.
Great experience. I’m currently in the city of Rasht, Gilan Province, north of Iran. Getting some peace of mind and rest.
I’ve been feeling a lot of pressure lately, both in my personal life and at work. Nothing feels right anymore. It seems like everything is off balance.
It’s not just me. The situation in the country keeps getting worse. The economy is declining quickly, the political news is always negative, and there’s a constant tension in the air. Every day, there are more rumors about war starting again. It’s exhausting.
We’re losing hope bit by bit, and the future feels unclear and uncertain. There’s no guarantee of a safe future right now. I hardly get any sleep at night. The only thing that keeps me going is knowing I’m surrounded by the people I love.
Sometimes I feel jealous. I see my friends overseas talking about starting new jobs, attending seminars, or taking trips to cities they love. Their biggest worry is choosing between good options or pursuing their passions. I’m genuinely happy for them, but deep down, I can’t help but think this should have been our life here too.
I tell my friends here that everything will be fine, that the future is bright and we’ll get through these tough times. But even I have doubts. I’m not sure about anything, but I try to stay calm, be kind, and keep hoping and working for a better future.
I really do my best. I want to make things right. I want to contribute to projects that matter to me, be active in the communities I love, be productive, help others, and share what I can. But what can I do when I’m feeling desperate myself? It can be terrifying at times.
Just to be clear, I’m not looking for anyone’s pity. I’ve written and deleted this post many times, but I need to get things off my chest. I remembered why I kept this blog up and running: to write what I can’t say out loud. I apologize if this caught you off guard, and I’m sorry if you’ve been a victim of my poor social skills.
This past week has been one of the busiest I’ve had in a long time. Things changed suddenly at work and I had to take on extra responsibilities. It wasn’t part of the plan, but when someone on the team has to step away, you do what’s needed.
The truth is, it wasn’t easy. There were ups and downs every day. Some moments I felt completely drained, wondering how to keep up with everything. Other times, I felt proud of figuring things out and keeping things moving. These situations really test your patience and your ability to stay focused when everything seems to be happening at once.
On top of the extra workload, I also had to support a co-worker who was going through a difficult time. It wasn’t just about covering his tasks—it was about being there for him, guiding him through some things, and making sure he didn’t feel alone in all of this. That part mattered as much as the work itself.
There was also a moment where things got heated in a discussion, and I had to step in to bring some balance and calm the situation down. It reminded me how important it is to keep the team together, especially when stress levels are high. Sometimes, the real challenge isn’t just finishing the work—it’s keeping people grounded and working together.
One thing I noticed is how much we can adapt when we have no choice. At first, it feels impossible, but then you start to find a rhythm. You learn new things, take on tasks you’ve never done before, and somehow manage to make it work. I think that’s one of the hidden benefits of challenges—they force you to grow in ways you wouldn’t if everything stayed comfortable.
Next week is going to be the same, so the marathon isn’t over yet. It’s going to be tough, and I know I’ll be tired, but I’m trying to see it as an opportunity. These moments can either break you or make you better. I’d rather take the second option. If nothing else, this whole experience is teaching me that I can handle more than I thought I could. And that’s something valuable to take forward.
In the end, it’s about perspective. Work will always have its hard days, but if we can use them to learn, they’re not wasted. That’s what I’m holding on to right now.
I’ve probably talked about this before, but it’s something I keep coming back to. When I was younger, I thought age was just a number. I figured I knew more and understood things better than a lot of older people. Turns out, I was wrong.
Now, even though I’m still pretty young, I get that older folks have a ton more experience than I do. They’ve been through things I haven’t, and they’ve learned stuff that I just can’t pick up without living more of life myself.
I used to think respect had to be earned, but now I feel like everyone deserves respect by default—unless they give me a reason not to.
Especially when it comes to my elders, I really should show respect. They most probably have wisdom and life lessons that I don’t, and even if they aren’t always perfect, I want to approach them with respect because there’s a lot I can learn from their experiences. Their choices come from real-life stuff, and listening to that can really help me out.
It’s been weeks and I’m finally back online. Been a weird experience being this much offline but I’m finally here. Too much to catch up. Thanks a lot to any and all of you who messaged me. I’m truly grateful for your companionship.
Cheers.