9:25 AM
Welcome back to my princess party. Sorry for not updating last week Friday, I decided not to go to school since I was exhausted and just take the day off to myself. What did I actually do that day?
Don't really remember to be honest. Or at least I don't when I actively try to.
But right now I'm in class feeling the start of the back pain coming, which is funny considering it's left me alone for the most part over the weekend. Maybe it's these shitty chairs, or the weight of my backpack, or the fact that I haven't been moving much throughout the weekend. Could be some weird amalgamation of all three of these possibilities. But I usually stay in my room and rest during the weekend, though I might occasionally get out of my room to just pace my living room for no reason and then immediately go back to my room.
But at the moment the only thing that's been troubling me is advocating for myself. I guess this school year is a year of big changes. Like me no longer being an extremely passive doormat. thats a big one. I guess I'm sort of sick of suffering in silence and talking about my back pain was the start of me deciding that I want to actually try and seek out help for things, no matter what the consequences might be. So yippee for me!
Speaking of chronic pain, I also recently took the time to actually try and understand spoon theory and god does it make a lot of sense for me. I mean in terms of energy and the like. Since just about every day I come home absolutely exhausted and need to replenish the energy I have left by taking a nap. School is seriously really exhausting. It pretty much takes all of the spoons out of me. Although I've been trying not to nap as much since it's a very bad habit. The downside of that though is that it leaves me tired throughout the rest of the day if I don't take that nap, it's hard to want to do much of anything. Or to put it in spoon terminology: I'm pretty low on spoons.
Currently we're at about a pain level 2 or 3, and I expect its probably going to get worse throughout the day. Usually my pain levels on average are at about a level of 4-6. Sometimes it might spike up to about an 8 if my back is feeling particularly special. (For reference, this is the scale I usually use/think of when I need to describe my pain in numbers)
Although I can feel when it's about to come on, sort of like aura with migraines but for pain. And at the moment (which is now about 10:00 AM) It's at a 3 bordering 4. Today is gonna be great, I just know it.
11:49 AM
Currently I'm in my art class, pain level is luckily at about a three right now which is great. Less than the four we were at about an hour or so ago. I still hated my choir class though. It'd be a miracle if i ever end up liking it. God gives his strongest soldiers the worst teachers and just expects us to survive.
All day though I've been listening to the Dresden Dolls. Because I love the Dresden Dolls. God does their music really speak to me weirdly enough, especially Girl Anachronism which is the inspiration behind the title of today's blog post. I usually try to come up with the titles for these things before I do any writing, and I happened to be listening to that song a lot so I figured "why not reference it?" Another contender for the spot of blog title would've been "Malik: Wear the Scarf. Be the Boy Anachronism." in reference to that one Rose command, but it's too long and doesn't really flow off the tongue well than just '[S] Malik: Be the Boy Anachronism.'
Now that I'm thinking about it. I'm probably wrong about that. I'm starting to really like wear the scarf. be the boy anachronism, so there's about a 50/50 chance I changed it while writing. Oops. So much for trying to stick to my title rule regarding blogging.
Anyways. Time to do the thing I do the best.
Which is reading homestuck!
I actually didn't get the joke because I don't know what the hell 52 Pickup is and I just sort of assumed it was some sort of version of poker? Like Texas Hold Em' or something. But then I looked it up and realized oh its just a prank where you drop cards on the floor and make people pick them up.
Not gonna lie, that is a pretty gay and lame prank. I'd be less humored and more confused if anyone tried that with me. At least do something fun with the cards like playing poker!
Speaking of which: god do I love card games. Well only really specifically Uno and Poker, but whenever I play Poker with my cousins I'm about 85% sure we are playing it completely wrong. Still fun though! Uno however I fucking love. I play it just about everyday with my friends in last period and absolutely body every single one of them. I rarely lose a game of Uno, it is just so much fun to play. But it usually depends on the people you're playing with, I prefer people who are a bit more dramatic about it since it's more funny to play with them rather than people who are just deadpanned the whole time. Or just like "oh, I lost. Good game, you were pretty good." instead of complaining and accusing me of cheating or something. Super duper gay. Have some fun! Get needlessly defensive and angry over the game! (In a joking manner of course) Rage quit! Curse my entire bloodline and my future children! Make it fun and funny!!!
2:21 PM
I'm starting to wish I had an entire period just to rest and sleep and do nothing. Nap time was kind of underrated now that I think about it, should've appreciated it while I could.
Its so funny how I'm 15 and have the sleep schedule of my parents.
Overall rating for today: I don't remember.
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