Social Distancing - Blog Posts

During these tough times reading books doesn't feel productive anymore bc that's basically all I do

Man, everything is just harder, yet easier at the same time nowadays, huh?

Since the quarantine started where I am, things are... Confusing, to say the least. I didn't think I could be any more stressed, but I was apparently wrong.

Big shocker.

I thought I wasn't able to have any more weight on my shoulders of all my school work, just piling up more and more. (Sophomore year of highschool: not really a nice experience if you're in my position.) Again, I was wrong. If anything, it's probably a lot worse.

Big surprise.

Hell, even heating up something for breakfast is harder for me to handle in the morning. I somehow failed the simplest task.

What can I say? I guess my insomnia, ADHD, and me not being a morning person all just sorta teamed up on me. (Small, brief explanation: the schools in my school district have been doing this thing where they send out buses to give out food to anyone that needs it. That's where I got the doughnut.)

All throughout the weekdays, I'm sat at my dining room table, sitting opposite of my dad who has his own setup for his job. That's both an okay thing and a bad thing. I love my dad, I really do, but having to be across the table from him to do my school work? Yeah, he's a total dork and as much as I enjoy him being a goofball, his constant meetings and his randomness is distracting. Not as distracting as my mom, younger brother, and little sister, though.

Mom has a short temper and not necessarily enough patience to work with my sister to make her get her school work done. Every now and then, I can hear Mom yelling at my sister for messing around instead of working or acting like she doesn't know how to answer a problem. Not to mention that if the two kids get all of their work done, my brother is either in his room watching anime (something he picked up from yours truly) or out in the living room where my sister hangs out. Usually, if that's the case, they typically argue, roughhouse, or something else that includes the two being loud and obnoxious.

Just another reason I don't get all my assignments done and turned in on time.

I've been trying to get a break over weekends, playing video games, just lazing around the house, and chatting and role-playing via text with my girlfriend. It helps, a lot, but not well enough.

I still have chores and things I have to do all the time. Dishwasher, litter box, the ever growing disaster mine and my sister's bedroom is, the pile of clothes on the floor in our room that I need to get put away, but either forget or am too busy, and last, but DEFINITELY not least, the piles and piles of work I have to get done. Even so, I have at least ONE thing I THINK I can look forward to:

My birthday is coming up.

The nice thing is that the whole "social distancing" thing was lightened up enough to (from what my parents have told me) allow gatherings of up to 15 people..... I think...

But, as nice as that is, my birthday is in the middle of the week, last I checked.

On the 9th of June, I can look forward to turning 16 and possibly getting to see multiple friends at once, but I also have classes that particular day. Fun..

Well, I mean, on the bright side, my mom likely wouldn't want my 16th birthday to end up not being well spent since she hadn't had that when she had her's.

All in all, this quarantine has been both a good and bad thing in my case. Not to mention my distancing from my girlfriend helped not just myself, but both of us both to discover a lot more about our sexualities.

I knew I was demisexual and pansexual, but it turns out that I'm also polyamorous, which is honestly hard to explain how I did, but that's a story for another day... For the longest time, my girlfriend always thought she was panromantic and apothysexual, but because of the distancing between us, she found out that she was a (hardcore) lesbian.

Who would've thought that all it took to find out that much more about ourselves was a quarantine and not being able to see each other very much?

Sometimes I really like human creativity and like, solidarity.

The youngest boy from my neighbors turned 11 yesterday, but non of the family was allowed to go outside, because the mother of the family works in a hospital. So what we, as a neighborhood, decided to do was go outside where the father had drawn squares for everyone so we wouldn't be too close to each other. My mother put some birthday music on and one of the neighbors had brought a pan and wooden spoon to bang on real loud, prompting a few other people, myself included, to run inside and grab pots and pans.

And then we just sang for the boy, while he was standing on the balcony of his house and the parents put cake outside for us to take if we wanted to. I just thought it was a beautiful moment, to get together as a neighborhood and sing for this boy's birthday.