Wednesday, 3 July 2013

This Is What I Call A Waste Of A Day

     Today I feel kind of tired, not exactly the type of tired you feel when you're lacking sleep or the type of tired you feel when you've spent the day doing stuff that require energy, just kind of bleh. I think it's partially that my dad and I aren't able to spend a whole load of time in close quarters without becoming narky with each other, we haven't even managed three whole days, barely even two. It's not that we don't get on, it's just that we both have plenty of annoying little traits that when in close quarters with each other tend to clash. Last summer we came here for a week and one of the days we just didn't even interact with each other, my dad went on some mountain walk or other and I buried myself in the worlds of Harry Potter and music, but that was after almost seven days together. This year we didn't even manage three before exactly that happened again but this time I have the internet so I haven't actually given myself the peace I need, I've spent most of my day on the laptop instead of the peace I both wanted and needed. Now I feel bleh, I wish I had spent today reading Harry Potter and listening to music. I did do that for a while but having internet access is very distracting even if you have no interest in going on the internet. Now my dad's going to be home soon and he'll expect that I got the peace I needed in the five or so hours I had without him, but I'll still be narky so he in turn will be narky so we'll end up having some stupid argument where neither of us is right or wrong but neither will back down either so then I'll get my peace to read Harry Potter and listen to music but I have to go through that first. I wish I had spent today reading Harry Potter and listening to music instead of wasting time on the internet but in this day and age it's not easy to get away from it, if I listen to music on the laptop, it's just there so I listen to music on my phone but I've got a smartphone (albeit not a very good one) so I've still got the internet just there. I tried disconnecting my phone from the wifi and it worked, until I got into my head that I wanted to listen to this song that I don't have so I must turn on the internet but wait, no, sound quality isn't good enough on this, I'll use the laptop and then I'll just check facebook really quickly, and my e-mail, and youtube, and the blog. Before I know it my dad will be home in twenty minutes and I'm still on the computer, then I think, when he gets here he's going to want to do work so he'll want the laptop, I had best make the best of my time on it now so. Even if there's nothing I can do online anymore, none of my friends are online on facebook, that e-mail hasn't been replied to, I don't know what to blog about and I've watched all the videos my subscriptions have posted but I'll check each of these about twenty times. I've memorized the stats from the blog, I've scrolled down my news feed, right to the bottom, I've done my share of facebook stalking for today, I've read all my old, and rather embarrassing, e-mails, I've watched about a 40 videos and the book I set out to start reading today is unopened. I wish I had read that book today, I've done nothing of interest really. This is the most productive thing I've done today and I fell even more bleh than I did at the start of the day. This is what I call a waste of a day. Now, finally that I've realized this, I'm going to start reading that book, the one I love so much but haven't read in almost a year but can still recite passages of it without a second thought, now I'm going to get some peace. But before I sign out of all my accounts, I will undoubtedly check each one another time, to make sure no one interesting is online of there wasn't another video put up or we haven't somehow magically gone up 80 views to get us past the 800 mark or that person hasn't replied to my e-mail even though I just sent it. It's slightly ridiculous really how much time I waste on nothing really.
     Goodbye my munchkins,
     Ruska

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