Today was a very rough day. And I'm grateful it wasn't any worse.
I wanted to wake up earlier, but apparently I needed more rest so I got up at around 10am. My mom and dad were already both at work, so it was just me and my sister and little brother. I was sad because of the dreams I've been having. They make me miss my friends and there isn't really anything I can do about it.
My sister was watching my brother, so I went outside for some quiet time. After being out there for a half hour, my sister came out and told me the electricity went out in 3 rooms of the house. My room wasn't one of them, thankfully. That's so weird because usually when electricity goes out, it affects the whole house. Unless... someone in the house caused it.
I spent more than I would have liked trying to reach my parents. My mom wasn't answering my texts or my call. I called my dad and he told me to go down to my basement to see if a switch was off that shouldn't be. I thought, how could that happen? My little brother was locked in his room so I could relax and my sister could do her breathing treatment. There was one that was off, so we switched it on. That did nothing.
At this point, my sister is desperate and will not stop worrying out loud. I don't feel too bad yet, but then the truth comes. My little brother admitted he did something. We tried for minutes to get him to say, and it turns out he attempted to put tweezers in an outlet in his room. We still don't know how he got those, let alone 3 pairs of them. My sister screamed at him for what must have been 10 minutes, and I stood there and just watched it happen, the pain settling in.
For some reason, I didn't want to scream at him too. I just wanted to know how he got the tweezers. My sister and I took away all his toys and everything else he could mess with or destroy. Much fussing later, and still no true answer. My mom eventually got back to me and said she was coming home from work and that she didn't answer because she was training someone and didn't see the notifications yet.
My mom let my brother have it just like my sister did, but I still did basically nothing. I've always been more of a peaceful person, apparently even when our house could have caught fire because of a silly decision.
Then I stayed on vizzed for a while to record some videos. That was the break part of my day and it was a blast. Later, my dad came home and he got the electricity up and running again. How amazing that he works 10 hours and then gets right to work again to help us with that problem.
I had breakfast food for dinner, so I was happier again. But then something else unexpected happened. My friend who I hadn't talked to in over a month texted and called and I missed it. I called back and no response. After some phone tag, we talked on the phone for an hour and I just got off of the phone a few minutes ago. That was a great end to the day but it made me come to the sad realization that I really don't think about texting or calling people near as much anymore.
I've been trying to live life slower this summer while still doing things, but it's been hard to talk to people when I know that they likely won't respond. I don't want to be a bad friend but I wanted to just let people be busy and let myself be busy too. At this point, as long as we text occasionally and talk in real life, I think I won't expect much out of my friendships anymore. It's been time to be more fun, more productive, and most of all, more happy. And friends don't have to talk every day to be good friends.
This mentality has allowed me to put in a lot of time towards vizzed, towards actually hanging out (instead of just texting a lot) with friends, and have more family time. And that phone conversation has lifted the anxiety, worry, and uncertainty I've had throughout today. Today was a very rough day. And I'm grateful it wasn't any worse.
I wanted to wake up earlier, but apparently I needed more rest so I got up at around 10am. My mom and dad were already both at work, so it was just me and my sister and little brother. I was sad because of the dreams I've been having. They make me miss my friends and there isn't really anything I can do about it.
My sister was watching my brother, so I went outside for some quiet time. After being out there for a half hour, my sister came out and told me the electricity went out in 3 rooms of the house. My room wasn't one of them, thankfully. That's so weird because usually when electricity goes out, it affects the whole house. Unless... someone in the house caused it.
I spent more than I would have liked trying to reach my parents. My mom wasn't answering my texts or my call. I called my dad and he told me to go down to my basement to see if a switch was off that shouldn't be. I thought, how could that happen? My little brother was locked in his room so I could relax and my sister could do her breathing treatment. There was one that was off, so we switched it on. That did nothing.
At this point, my sister is desperate and will not stop worrying out loud. I don't feel too bad yet, but then the truth comes. My little brother admitted he did something. We tried for minutes to get him to say, and it turns out he attempted to put tweezers in an outlet in his room. We still don't know how he got those, let alone 3 pairs of them. My sister screamed at him for what must have been 10 minutes, and I stood there and just watched it happen, the pain settling in.
For some reason, I didn't want to scream at him too. I just wanted to know how he got the tweezers. My sister and I took away all his toys and everything else he could mess with or destroy. Much fussing later, and still no true answer. My mom eventually got back to me and said she was coming home from work and that she didn't answer because she was training someone and didn't see the notifications yet.
My mom let my brother have it just like my sister did, but I still did basically nothing. I've always been more of a peaceful person, apparently even when our house could have caught fire because of a silly decision.
Then I stayed on vizzed for a while to record some videos. That was the break part of my day and it was a blast. Later, my dad came home and he got the electricity up and running again. How amazing that he works 10 hours and then gets right to work again to help us with that problem.
I had breakfast food for dinner, so I was happier again. But then something else unexpected happened. My friend who I hadn't talked to in over a month texted and called and I missed it. I called back and no response. After some phone tag, we talked on the phone for an hour and I just got off of the phone a few minutes ago. That was a great end to the day but it made me come to the sad realization that I really don't think about texting or calling people near as much anymore.
I've been trying to live life slower this summer while still doing things, but it's been hard to talk to people when I know that they likely won't respond. I don't want to be a bad friend but I wanted to just let people be busy and let myself be busy too. At this point, as long as we text occasionally and talk in real life, I think I won't expect much out of my friendships anymore. It's been time to be more fun, more productive, and most of all, more happy. And friends don't have to talk every day to be good friends.
This mentality has allowed me to put in a lot of time towards vizzed, towards actually hanging out (instead of just texting a lot) with friends, and have more family time. And that phone conversation has lifted the anxiety, worry, and uncertainty I've had throughout today. |