Hello there!
I thought it was a good time to write another blogpost, so that is what I am doing right now. I don't really have a topic in mind right now, but I will see what I will be writing about.
I went to my dads house yesterday, and it was really nice to be there. My dad is very good at giving massages and since I have a lot of issues with my muscles (actually more parts of my body, but oh well) he massaged my neck and shoulders and found out that I have lots of so called "trigger points", or in other words; those little bumps in my muscles. There are a sort of knots in my muscles. Most of those trigger points arise when you are very stressed, don't sit the right way or overload your muscles. But since all three of them don't really apply to me any more (I have lots of stress, I know that, but it is not as much as it used to be, so I don't think those trigger points are caused by stress) I do not know where those knots are coming from. Luckily my father massaged me very good, and when I went back to my mother's house, she wanted to massage me as well, so that was lovely. I hope my dad and my mum want to keep on massaging me, because it relieves a little bit of the pain the bumps cause.
Yesterday, I went to sleep at quite a late time for me. That was because my stepsister came home at one o'clock and she seemed like she had drunk a little bit too much. We talked about a few things, and I found it really enjoyable the whole night. We finally went to sleep at like half past three and I woke up at half past nine this morning (or was it half past ten? I don't remember. No, it must have been half past nine!). My stepsister celebrated her sixteenth birthday today. I felt like a good kid today. You know why? Because I helped my mum the whole day with taking care of all the guests. I know that it probably isn't something special to do, but I never really helped my parents on days like this. Normally I get into my room, and don't plan on going outside of it before all the guests have left. But today was different. And I liked it, actually. I would have done nothing all day long, so why not make myself useful?
But being downstairs all day also brings a disadvantage with it. I haven't been into my room for like pretty much the whole day. But my sister was actually in 'our' room. We have to share our room because there is not enough space to give everyone a room for their own. It sucks, and this is why. My stepsister invited her best friend to come over to her house and hang out with each other. So they went to our room. But I don't like it when people use and touch my stuff without asking me permission for it. That is not very strange, obviously. The last time she invited this girl, the girl asked if she could use my computer 'for just a sec'. I said it was okay, and waited until she was done. She said she had to look up something. But she didn't just do that. She logged my out from Facebook and all the other social media and logged into her accounts. She sat down on MY stair and I was... bewildered, actually. I went downstairs to get myself a drink and as soon as I got back upstairs I wanted to use my computer again. You know what she said? "No." Just no. Hello? You see that this isn't right? It is and will always be my computer and you don't have the right to take over control of it. Maybe I sound a little childish right now, but my computer is private. I have lots of stuff on it that I do not want other people to see or read. Especially not someone like her. Eventually she left, but she gave me this look that she was angry with me or something.
I actually find this rather weird. You do not just use other people's stuff like it's yours and then when they ask you to stop and leave, you just continue like it is the weirdest thing in the world you've ever heard.
But today, this friend was here again. And I knew she would come. So I protected my computer with a password and I turned off my speakers and my monitor. Therefore she didn't use it. I think that if I would not have locked my computer with a password, that she would have used it like it was hers.
She did not do that, but she used my chair and sat on my bed (I did not clean up my bed today). I'm sorry if I sound like I'm whining or something, but you don't just do that, right?! Just sit on my stepsister's bed if you want to sit on a bed, but not on mine. She didn't ask for it. She just did. And when I asked her to get off, she did, but said something like "My butt isn't dirty or something, hahaha!". No, I know. Just don't!
Okay, I just needed to rant about this, because I could not do it on Twitter, because my stepsister is following me on Twitter and I did not want her to know.
Something nice! We were barbecuing today! I planned not to eat so much, but in the end, I ate more that I wanted. But that is not something bad. My weight was 47.7 this morning, so I do not think it was bad that I ate a little bit more than I used to do the past month. I felt a little bit guilty after diner, but I ignored that feeling and I told myself that it is no problem that I ate a bit more than I planned on doing, because I do not want to feel guilty after eating. I am not going to check my weight tomorrow, because I know it will be more than it was today, and I do not want to feel guilty.
Also, during diner, my grandma started to cry. Just out of nothing, she started to cry. I felt bad and I almost started to cry myself. One of her best friends, someone she has known since the Second World War, died, if I understand. I feel really bad for her, and I do not want to see her crying ever again.
Okay, I am sorry. I wanted to write more, I thought, but I really have to stop now. My OCD-ish feelings are making it impossible for me to write, and I am getting tired of this. So I am sorry.
I'll write more later, when I feel good again!
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