Muted
Literally how I felt for a good two to three days this week, I've quite literally been having the worst cold I've had in a good long while now, and it's annoying the legitimate hell out of me, because there were two whole days where I can say I was reduced to a gesturing, helpless mute.
I've never felt this disempowered, in my entire life.
Take away anything, your rights your freedom whatnot, but probably the most dilapidating thing I could have done to my person was to let my voice get taken away by illness and I can officially say it's a terrifying experience. I suddenly had no means of communicating in an efficient manner to anyone, I couldn't speak to my friends and I couldn't speak to my parents, I was literally using whatsapp to tell my Dad "Tell grandpa and grandma not to call, it's not like I can speak to them anyway." And it was bloody depressing. I cannot imagine what life is like for people who don't have a voice- literally. As a person who relies so much on my spoken word to get anything done, I literally was lost for two entire days, and I was like "How am I supposed to survive, again?" But I'm finally getting my voice back today, although I think I sound like a man. A big Oh well, in that sense, but the week could have gone worse I suppose.
Out of the four days of school I had this week ( Thursday came and went as a very pleasant, laughable e-learning day- let's just say trying to conduct a lesson with 33 people on a google document wasn't very successful when they're all clamouring to check their answers ) I only attended 2 days? The other two I was on MC nursing myself, spewing phlegm and basically being an impossible-to-move-potato on my mattress in the living room. The reason why I didn't confine myself to the room? Air conditioning died over the weekend, and my house is like an incubator. I'm quite sure the temperature in the rooms during midday in my house is suitable as a sauna, or a place to poach an egg while holding it up, assuming you don't faint from the heat first. Generally this is because of the direction the house is in, and my mother concurs that it is practically impossible to be in those rooms during the midday and evening, thus the whole family has been camping in a suitably funny fashion, in the living room.
Thank goodness there's only three of us.
Managed to drag myself to school on Friday, on the account that I'd be missing the lectures next week Friday due to my need to see many many doctors at the hospital at Gleneagles. Don't worry, I'm not dying, my eye is just a pain in the ass, and it's basically been giving me much medical trauma. It's okay, it should be over soon enough. Glad that I did because I had my second proper climatology lecture, it's fascinating and suitably impossible to understand. Glorious Geography, wonderful subject that's absolutely impossible to study (some of the time). In other news, I've been going positively apeshit making new iPhone Cases for myself because variety is the spice of life and I have urges to change case like every week. So I just have a transparent case and make my own inserts.
Today was a nice way to get back into moving, and not slothing around all day as I have the last week- went to try out d'good cafe down at Holland Village and DAMN they have good coffee I am not even kidding. It's a place I'd go to for coffee again, the food is pretty decent but I think there are better places for the same sort of fare, and it's nothing terribly unique. Given the small preparation space, however, I tip my hat off to the cooking staff for what amazing things they can produce back there. But for sure, head over there for a cup of coffee. No gross aftertaste, no coffee breath. It was a really, really good cuppa joe. Maybe it's because I had a Mint Mocha but whatever go try it anyway.
I'm probably going to have to go get ready soon, I have dinner plans with friends but I'm feeling like a sloth again after my nap. Why am I so ridiculously lazy? (In my defense, I studied for Human Geography today. And will probably continue my studying tomorrow.)
xoxo
You were only waiting for this moment to arise.
I've never felt this disempowered, in my entire life.
Take away anything, your rights your freedom whatnot, but probably the most dilapidating thing I could have done to my person was to let my voice get taken away by illness and I can officially say it's a terrifying experience. I suddenly had no means of communicating in an efficient manner to anyone, I couldn't speak to my friends and I couldn't speak to my parents, I was literally using whatsapp to tell my Dad "Tell grandpa and grandma not to call, it's not like I can speak to them anyway." And it was bloody depressing. I cannot imagine what life is like for people who don't have a voice- literally. As a person who relies so much on my spoken word to get anything done, I literally was lost for two entire days, and I was like "How am I supposed to survive, again?" But I'm finally getting my voice back today, although I think I sound like a man. A big Oh well, in that sense, but the week could have gone worse I suppose.
Out of the four days of school I had this week ( Thursday came and went as a very pleasant, laughable e-learning day- let's just say trying to conduct a lesson with 33 people on a google document wasn't very successful when they're all clamouring to check their answers ) I only attended 2 days? The other two I was on MC nursing myself, spewing phlegm and basically being an impossible-to-move-potato on my mattress in the living room. The reason why I didn't confine myself to the room? Air conditioning died over the weekend, and my house is like an incubator. I'm quite sure the temperature in the rooms during midday in my house is suitable as a sauna, or a place to poach an egg while holding it up, assuming you don't faint from the heat first. Generally this is because of the direction the house is in, and my mother concurs that it is practically impossible to be in those rooms during the midday and evening, thus the whole family has been camping in a suitably funny fashion, in the living room.
Thank goodness there's only three of us.
Managed to drag myself to school on Friday, on the account that I'd be missing the lectures next week Friday due to my need to see many many doctors at the hospital at Gleneagles. Don't worry, I'm not dying, my eye is just a pain in the ass, and it's basically been giving me much medical trauma. It's okay, it should be over soon enough. Glad that I did because I had my second proper climatology lecture, it's fascinating and suitably impossible to understand. Glorious Geography, wonderful subject that's absolutely impossible to study (some of the time). In other news, I've been going positively apeshit making new iPhone Cases for myself because variety is the spice of life and I have urges to change case like every week. So I just have a transparent case and make my own inserts.
Today was a nice way to get back into moving, and not slothing around all day as I have the last week- went to try out d'good cafe down at Holland Village and DAMN they have good coffee I am not even kidding. It's a place I'd go to for coffee again, the food is pretty decent but I think there are better places for the same sort of fare, and it's nothing terribly unique. Given the small preparation space, however, I tip my hat off to the cooking staff for what amazing things they can produce back there. But for sure, head over there for a cup of coffee. No gross aftertaste, no coffee breath. It was a really, really good cuppa joe. Maybe it's because I had a Mint Mocha but whatever go try it anyway.
I'm probably going to have to go get ready soon, I have dinner plans with friends but I'm feeling like a sloth again after my nap. Why am I so ridiculously lazy? (In my defense, I studied for Human Geography today. And will probably continue my studying tomorrow.)
xoxo
You were only waiting for this moment to arise.
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