Yourself

Things have slowed down significantly in my life as of recent, and as a result it’s hard to actually write about what’s going on.  Suppose I could say that two friends fell out and will probably never speak to one another again, but that’s none of my business and I could be wrong about it.

My writing is (Kinda?) back on track, managed to get several pages done in one day, something I haven’t done in a very long time. Something in my head is trying to click at the moment; I should be doing what’s actually productive and good for me, yaddah yaddah. I defy that thought out of spite.

Almost forgot I was actually heading off to the seaside again in a few days. A friend graciously offered to take me with them, and I was not gonna say no to that, let me tell you. Time away from my PC is just what I need, and I’ve only been abroad on holiday for more than one day once that I can remember, as part of a school trip.

Gotta get packing for that very soon. But if I know me, I’ll leave it to the last minute.

 

Yourself

Where do I begin today? I know, remember how I said my illness was wearing off? Yeah, seems it’s just devolved into stomach cramps instead. Not very fun, especially when I’m trying to focus on other things that need doing, for instance cleaning my room. That didn’t get done, big surprise.

It’s bearable though, with the occasional growl from my stomach even when I’m blatantly not hungry. It’s usually just a load of concentrated pain that subsides after an hour or so.

But enough of that. Today I got an eerie text from a friend who never speaks to me. I won’t go into detail (It’s a text, private business until we both say otherwise,) but I can say I’ll definitely be calling them up later on to check up on them.

In completely unrelated news, I managed to fit more time in for my writing. Not that I’ve actually done any, save for this today. I need to get my mind focused on it again, re-kindle my passion for it. Or rather, lose my passion for video gaming.

It’s such a pointless thing but it consumes so much of my time, because I’m practically infatuated with them. And that’s bad.

No I will not go outside.

Yourself

The sickness bug is going around once again, and it’s found residence in my pathetic excuse of an immune system. My throat is burning up and my nose is more blocked than the motorway the night before black Friday. At least the weather’s not cold; seems I’ve taken the cold from it.

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Yourself

Ever considered going into business? You know, planning out a product with big hopes that it’ll change the world someday? Don’t.

Was dragged into a skit kinda thing in which we had to plan out a method of attracting tourists to my local area. Have I ever ben more bored in my life? This is coming from the person who sits around doing nothing all day, so when I’m given something productive to do, it’s usually fun. This wasn’t.

I was assigned to work on the financial planning of our project (Which ended up being a café with references to the place’s history,) and let me tell you that was not appealing. I had to work with two strangers, which sucked so much. Never felt more awkward in my life for such a prolonged period of time.

I actually ended up leaving that post to write the script for the radio advertisement. At least that was something I could do. For 3 minutes, then I was done, got a few commendations and wasted away for the rest of the day, knowing my part was pretty much done.

Coming home was just an absolute miracle. I value my alone time and cannot work with strangers unless it is absolutely necessary. This was not necessary. This was horrific.

But that’s just my pessimistic view. Freelance writing has much less teamwork involved.

Yourself

Today I went out, met some friends and went to a crime scene.

Yeah, that was fun. Remember that car I told you about that blew up the side of someone’s house? Turns out they found another car that blew up, same model as the last. But I wasn’t convinced about something. Something about the photos looked strange.

The most intriguing thing was that the car was painted the same colour as the last, and burnt in all the same places. And nothing around the car in the picture was destroyed, though upon arrival, you could make out some form of destruction.

Yeah, you tell me I’m crazy when the license plate is exactly the same as the last one too. At least I think it was, as it was charred beyond legibility in some parts. What I could make out looked the same though.

Turns out it was done deliberately. By someone who’s yet to be found, believe it or not. The law always catches up to people slowly though, so I imagine it’ll be a while before they’re unmasked.

Sounds too surreal for you? The rest of my day was spent playing video games in my room. Life’s still normal, even when your neighbourhood is potentially under attack.