Good afternoon lovely people, how are you? I'm quite good. I woke up rather late today, seeing as I fell asleep with music in my ears. Story Of My Life was playing in my ear buds at 4:50 am when I abruptly woke from my slumber. I quickly turned it off before I fell asleep again. When I finally woke up at 10:50 am, I decided it would be a good idea to read that fan fiction I sent to myself via Facebook yesterday. I knew it would make me cry, because cancer. (can I just say it's 3:00 pm, and it's already dark inside my bedroom). I'm usually really good after a nice cry, and the reason for why I do read fan fictions, stories, books, etc-- about cancer, is because it's sort of like a wakeup call, innit? Like, I found myself crossing my fingers and praying that it won't happen to my family and beloved ones. But then I felt selfish and thought about everyone else, and I tried doing the same for everyone else. And well, cancer is a bitch. But yes, my crying session was disrupted because my father was yelling for help in the other room. So there I came running with puffy and red eyes. I hadn't even wiped away my tears yet. Makes me wonder if my family thinks I'm a bit crazy. Wouldn't surprise me, as I'm already stamped as "the sick one". Anyway, the crying session sort of made things a bit fuzzy. And my head sort of aches yet, but I think that's because I'm slightly dehydrated. Yesterday, before I went to bed, I decided that I was going to clean my bedroom today. And when I clean, I clean. I've dusted all the areas where I know the dust collects, and I've washed my windows and rearranged my books. I've also rearranged my school books and the contents in all my boxes. And then of course used the hoover (I think vacuum is the american English term for it? Goodness gracious, I've forgotten). It's clean, but there's still a few things I want to sort out. I'll leave it for tomorrow, because now I've been doing this for hours. When (if) I do move out of this house, I'd like to have very little clutter. Oh, I sort of forgot I had a lecture today. It didn't occur to me before I was cleaning and looking at the schedule I've got over my desk. And I was like "huh". Oh well, life goes on, and I'll have to read up on it myself anyway. Because I've not had school in ages, it feels a bit like it's Friday every day, which makes me long for chocolate all the time, because my brain tricks me. Oh, and I had a realisation dawn upon me not long ago about why I don't feel that Christmas-y. It's like I've been walking around trying to find the missing piece, and of course. It's my siblings. It's Lumba sitting in his familiar position with his laptop on his lap, watching the telly. It's Volla sitting in the other sofa with her knitting on her lap. It's yeah, it's the half of my family that's missing. I finished reading that one book about philosophy of science yesterday. So on my plan today, is to start reading psychology. But before that I might grab something to eat, then I'm going to watch a few vlogs. Sadly my favourite vloggers this year are on a trip, and have no internet connection, so there will be no vlogs from them for a few days. It's weird- how addicted I get to these. Also, there's the handball match tonight at 8:00 pm. I'm really looking forward to it! Also, hello white Christmas! It's been snowing today too, and I'm really crossing my fingers for a white Christmas for Christmas Eve. Or else I'm going to be a bit sad. Oh well, have a nice Monday.
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