I’ve currently been a bed ridden, airway congestion stricken mess for the past few days now. That and I’ve been spending a bit more time with my Twitter account, seeing through to it’s lift off. 125 followers is darn good for a two week effort and I honestly couldn’t be anymore thankful than I am now. Anyone that follows me on anything is seriously in the right lane for a Thank You hug and a drink.
Although, I don’t consume alcohol. So … I guess I’ll just buy you a beer or something and then just awkwardly sit there while you enjoy that.
“So uhh … Is the beer good? That’s great! Yeah!”
There isn’t really any excuse for me NOT to blog at the moment apart from my sickness. School is just about out and December, apart from Christmas and New Years, is kind of a ‘dead month’ for me.
Anyways, I’m going to do my best to work off this cold. You guys and gals have yourselves an awesome week. ^w^
It’s that time of year Down Under. The warmer days suddenly depart without even leaving a letter of warning and before you can say “Wish I packed my turtleneck ….”, you’re struck by the sheer coldness of a ‘wet season’ morning. It’s enough to make one gingerly grasp onto each arm in a futile attempt to maintain a consistent body temperature and say “Yowza, this weather’s gone bowser.”
Bowsers aside, this particular shade of weather also brings with it the cloud of metaphorical pestilence that is the quite physical and very much bacterial common cold. Your nose starts dripping like a leaky faucet, your sinuses feel like they’ve been inflated with a substance that can only be described as ‘hurting’ and your ears cave in on themselves like an unstable Dig Dug arena.
So you can imagine how much of a Hurculean effort it was to drag myself to class on one of the coldest days to ever beat my body into a merciless temperature based submission. My flu ridden hide staggered all over the place in an attempt to actually make it from the bus, across a street and to my class without either falling flat on my puffy red face or being picked up by the police on the count of looking like a druggo. It got even worse when it came time to try and interact with my fellow classmates. Most of them simply told me to just go home. And Jesus tap dancing Christ, I wished those poor suckers luck on trying to understand even 50% of the shit that came out of my mouth. My voice was so nasally and quiet that it felt like someone had jammed a shotgun suppressor into my mouth.
Yes, I know that wasn’t a good analogy. I regret nothing.
If you’re suffering from a cold, or anything else that is affecting your ability to make it to your painstakingly arbitrary lecture, I wish you luck. And maybe a lossange or two. You’re going to need those.
I’ve been sitting here waiting for a bus for three hours.
If that doesn’t put you and I on the same page as to how I feel like right, I am not surprised. I can imagine that if you were in my position right about now, you’d be feeling pretty darn bored yourself. What would you do to alleviate the boredom? And please, for the love of Chekov, don’t say that you’d post and/or reblog relevant GIFs expressing your current feelings about it on Tumblr.
I found a few rather amazing ways to get rid of the Boredom Blues. In fact, I can probably list ten:
10: Strike up a conversation with a random person. A friendly looking one. Not someone in a hood. They might be carrying a concealable weapon or mixtape. Just as bad as each other, honestly.
9: Actually attempt to do your homework. I find it much easier to start with the stuff that you’re interested with. Like I have this report to write about Freudian psychodynamics and … nah, actually that’s not so great.
8: Eat. Seriously, have some lunch. Or a second one if you’ve had one already. Hell, I’ve had two lunches consisting of sushi rolls and a packet of pretzels. Cool AND grool!
7: Dive into Wikipedia. Just go through an ‘article crawl’. It’s like a bar crawl but without the booze or women. And a potentially potent elitist stigma.
6: Use that darn imagination. Unless you’re just going to sit there with dirty thoughts in your mind. Nobody wants to get all frisky at a bus stop. That never got anyone anywhere good.
5: Contemplate a change within your life. You don’t actually have to commit to said change. Just think about something that you can improve upon and how you might rectify that. So basically, procrastinate.
4: Text a friend! Or don’t. I mean, they could be at work. Or they might be having an off week and decide that you’re now their sworn nemesis for whatever reason. Jobs and feelings are stupid, aren’t they?
3: Go for a walk. The bus isn’t going to be there in 30 minutes. The teacher won’t be back from lunch in 15. Just take a little stroll around the place … until you are shouted at to return to your lecture.
2: Meditate. You don’t have to go all cross legged either. That would look kind of silly in public. Just close your eyes and visualise yourself doing the stuff that needs to be done. Or something. Because it’s a good day for it.
1: Repress your high school memories. This will get you so busy up in the head space that before you know it, class has zoomed by and you’re now twice as anxious as you were before.
Alternatively, you could find your own method that works for you. Which is probably the best option.