Isn’t it strange that in the middle class western world, humans can so easily become attached to mere objects? I swear that some people are so attached to material things, that they don’t even realize that this love is unrequited. There are so many humans on Earth, yet we struggle to communicate our emotions towards actual people. We have too much love to give, and little time to learn how to use it. We become addicted to things (fast food, diet trends, cigarettes and reality t.v) but we rarely become addicted to each other. Lately, I think about my appearance more than I think about the weather. And I feel older, more knowledgeable, but I’m still trying harder.
I would like to report that the reason I haven’t been blogging about any anxiety lately, is because I haven’t been experiencing much. Fortunately, my mind has been pretty free from worries of disease.
Today I got some book shopping done for school. And tonight I head back to work. Not super interesting but exciting nonetheless. I am very excited for my third year of university and for autumn to begin. I love the scented candles, homemade cookies, sweater-loving feel that cold weather brings. There’s nothing like a good circle scarf to start your day off well.
I’ve always felt incredibly influenced by the weather.
Tomorrow I’m back at work, I’m super happy about this because I have so many textbooks to buy for school ($$$). Today I mostly chilled at home with my roommate(s) (one of them is an honorary roomie at the moment, since they are such a close friend). I have also been catching up on laundry/trying to prepare my room for school. One thing I have discovered whilst living in my new house is: I have way too many clothes. I never really grow out of things and I hate throwing things out (everything has some sort of emotional significance) so everything just accumulates. The part that annoys me is the fact that I have so many pajamas/old tees that I only ever wear around the house. They were taking up a shit load of space inside the dresser in this closet:
So I moved them to this closet (I know, two closets?):
and put them into this storage container thing. I am super happy with it.
Since I’ve been sick, I haven’t really felt like doing anything strenuous, so I’ve decided to do some organizing! Part one of my organizing spree is pictured below:
Last night at 1:00am I couldn’t sleep so I decided to empty out some of the overflowing drawers in my desk. Since I penpal a lot, I needed a tidy space to put letters from friends/soon to be written letters, so I put them in this double compartment box from Target! You might find my excitement about this really lame, but I have really made keeping track of my pen-pals so much easier.
I just got back from the walk in clinic and they told me I had strep throat- so lovely. But on another note- does anyone else get paranoid about taking medication? I am allergic to penicillin so I can’t take that. The doctor prescribed me something else that ended in ‘in’ and I got paranoid that it was from the same family as penicillin. So I did some web searching and it isn’t, I am still scared to take it though. I am such a wuss sometimes. I guess I just don’t trust doctors (which is ridiculous).
Tomorrow I am going to zombie walk over to the clinic. I just took some Nyquil so I figured I better get this post done soon. Despite not doing much today (unless you call watching Keeping Up With The Kardashians a hobby), I feel like I’ve gotten worse. I’m not trying to whine or anything. It’s just reaching the point where I am getting anxious about the fact that this flu just seemed to attack out of nowhere, but I guess I must have had a blip in my normally stable immune system. At least school doesn’t start for another two weeks! After I’m over this virus thing, I’m going to make a plan that will help me be healthier, fitness and diet wise. I haven’t been getting enough vitamins and I haven’t been working out at ALL, which is unusual for me.
Sorry if this post was boring, my head is a little fuzzy (excuses, excuses). I’ll make up for it tomorrow.
Well, surprise surprise- I’m actually sick.
On a positive note, I had an amazing weekend, a good friend of mine came to visit me on friday and my mother came to visit today! Coupled with work and a lack of sleep (and plenty of alcohol), I guess my energy became a little drained. My right lymph node below my jaw is so irritating right now- but you probably didn’t need to know that.
One thing that I hate about being sick is the ‘cried wolf’ syndrome that comes along with hypochondria. I don’t know if it’s in my head, but I feel like a lot of people don’t believe me when I say that I’m actually sick. I never lie about being sick. I may sometimes say I have headaches or pains or whatever, but when I say I’m sick, I’m really not lying.
Any who, I will end this post right here because I’m super ti-ti (that’s slang for ‘tired’). I hope everyone has a fab evening.