I have A LOT to go over…strap in readers!
Hi everyone, welcome to another post written by the one and only me. This is a weekly sum-up post of some sorts because I feel as if a lot has gone on this week, and I wanted to blog it because…well, that’s what this blog is for. Plus I miss doing posts like these, it hasn’t been that long but in posts like these I can really show off my rambling talents.
Get ready to delve into my life (well just a week of it) and read to the end to see me talking about Mental Health Awareness Week….
Monday (the day where everything sucks 100x harder)
My day started with a mini coughing fit. Yep. I actually went to A&E the day before because I’ve had such a horrible cough for weeks, and I was starting to get bad chest pains. But in true A&E fashion, they were no help. So here I was on Monday, heading into school dying. Exaggerating obviously. I wanted to head home during the day, but I wasn’t allowed because my mum couldn’t come and collect me. Usually, when I need to go home, I’m allowed to leave on my own since I always carry money with me to catch the bus just in case of anything. But our temporary head of year (my old head of year, the good on, left before Easter. Here’s my post about it if you’re curious like me) said I wasn’t allowed to leave AT ALL unless my mum picked me up. But my Mum was at work, she couldn’t leave, and there’s nobody else to pick me up. So I had no choice but to stay in. So that sucked. I got a GP appointment, got antibiotics and I was hoping I’d be better soon….stay tuned to find out I was SOOOO wrong.
Tuesday (the day that’s just always…there)
Now here’s when my first topic comes in. Friendship. And how I got hurt by one of my friends after school. My friends know I have a blog, (I regret telling all of them as soon as I made a blog, so wish I only told some of them) so the day after I hit 500 FOLLOWERS (I’ll talk about this crazy achievement towards the end of the post) I told them about it and they were all excited and happy for me. It was all going well. Then I asked a friend (who also has a blog on WordPress) a question, asking if she’s done something for a certain reason. I wasn’t mad – I was literally asking a question! Then she went all ‘beast mode’ on me, and all of a sudden I was pretty much under attack! And then she pulled a REAL petty move….I couldn’t believe it. Eventually, she apologised, but I’d had enough. To prevent all these arguments involving my blog and her blog….I told her to unfollow my blog and I’d unfollow hers. I’ll no longer talk about my blog around her and she’ll do the same. She tried to stop me from making this decision but like I told her, it’s for the best. So we followed through, a few hours later I double checked she’d unfollowed and she had.
So, hopefully, that chapter with that friend in question is over. Fingers crossed.
Anyway, on Tuesday I also started writing a song! It was lovely to be in that mindset again, I didn’t realise I missed it so much until I did it again. The song is a bit meh so far, but I’ve got a general idea I want to follow, so that’s good.
Wednesday (the day that equals my most hated school day)
Wednesday. I have a selection of boring and hated lessons on a Wednesday. Plus an event happened at school last week Wednesday that has increased my hatred for my school by a great amount. I was thinking about writing about that…but I decided against it.
My cough was worse that day, it was so frustrating to deal with. But apart from that, all students taking part in Round Two of my school’s University Challenge were called to a meeting. (Here’s the post where I talked about Round one…)
At this point, my group hadn’t started preparing for Round Two, and it’s next week Wednesday. So yeah.
Here’s how Round Two’s gonna go! You get two boards to create posters relating to your topic. You make improvements and stuff. Then after school at 6 pm teachers and parents will be free to look at your display and you have to greet them, present to them, explain your topic, etc. After that the judges decide who did the best, they’ll pick the top three and then you have to present in a hall to all parents and teachers! Shy awkward me is really scared for round two, but I did round one I can do round two! Hopefully.
Thursday (the day where I was dying from a killer cough)
Oh my gosh…Thursday was dreadful.
It started off pretty well actually, I had Music first and our compositions we’ve been working on for weeks now were being played to the whole class. I was so, so scared. As I always am, but when mine was played the response was great! Other students in my class loved it, my music teacher loved it, and someone (I forgot if it was a student or my teacher) said it was one of the best ones yet!
My confidence shot up, and I felt pretty darn good. Then I got to my next lesson, English, and all of a sudden I kept coughing and coughing. It’s like my joy annoyed the universe or something, so it triggered a cough attack that pretty much continued for the whole day. By the time I got to my last lesson, I was barely coping. My throat was so sore from all that coughing every time I did cough it was unbelievably painful…I gave up on doing work half way through. And that’s when a kid that sits next to me turned to me and went:
‘How come you’ve stopped?’
And I was like:
‘Because I’m slowly dying, I don’t want geography work to be the last *mini coughing fit* thing I do.’
‘Should I do it for you? I’ll just finish it off.’
And that’s when my brain was like: ‘WTF???’ A good WTF, by the way, people rarely do nice things for me like that at school.
‘That would be nice, only if you want though’.
Then he proceeded to take my book, open it up and do my work. And my brain was still yelling ‘WTF??’ at me. He finished a few minutes later and handed my book back.
‘Thank you’ – And I would have said more, but it killed whenever I talked as well.
‘No problem’ he said, and that was that. 5 minutes later, it was the end of the lesson and I was free to leave. I called my mum as soon as I got out, and I was on the verge of tears, telling her how ill I was.
Just to add, I feel so sorry for all the people who sat next to me at school on Thursday, you have earned my respect and I apologise for sounding and looking like a dying mess!
I managed to convince my mum to let me stay home the next day so that was good. But overall this day was a mess, I hated it. I ended up breaking down, I felt trapped, everyone was against me and I was just fighting a losing battle. So I ran upstairs, locked myself into my room, and cried. Cried and cried. It killed my throat but I did it anyway. I decided to talk to someone, a fellow blogger that I look up to. I just needed to not feel alone…and she was there for me. She was amazing honestly. After talking to her, I began to heal. Patched up my wounds I’d gained over the week, and I couldn’t have asked for a better person in that time of need.
Friday (the day I healed)
Friday was a day of resting and healing for me, because of my cough, and because my mood and mental health has been, well, bad. I’ve been stuck in a rut and I needed and wanted to get out of it. I’ve never broken down so much in a week, I needed to sort myself out. I’m glad to say I did, I took care of my aching throat and my mind, I pretty much binge watched Riverdale for the whole day. Talking about Riverdale….OH MY GOSH I THINK I LOVE THAT SHOW WAY MORE THAN I NORMALLY SHOULD, JUGHEAD IS LIFE, THE SEASON FINALE WAS LIFE, THAT SHOW IS LIFE. SEASON TWO CAN’T COME FASTER!!!
Ok, I’m done. Just needed to get that out there. Because man that show is life. Plus we just need to take a moment to appreciate the one and only Jughead Jones. *cue stereotypical fangirl screaming* I was such a fangirl yesterday I swear, I’m not used to it that’s for sure! But I’m gonna embrace it. If you haven’t watched Riverdale yet, first of all…where have you been?? Go watch it!! You won’t regret it.
*EDIT: Anddd I was going to provide a lovelyyy picture of Jughead so you guys can fangirl with me, but I got distracted by season two info. (It sounds SO GOOD by the way!!) Google Jughead yourselves and…enjoy? I’m such a weirdo.
Anyway, that’s all I did on Friday. I also planned with my friends I’m doing the university challenge with to meet up on Saturday at one of their houses to start getting the ball rolling.
Saturday (the day where we went on a hunt for paper)
Today was the day I watched episode 11-13 of Riverdale. I’d reached the end!!! And the ending though…I was sat there in shock 5 minutes after it ended. I’m not gonna say much, I don’t want to accidentally spoil you guys, but AHHHH IT WAS JUST AMAZING.
Today was also the day I’d headed to my friend’s house to start working on round two of the University Challenge. We all got there and then realised we don’t have big enough paper. Yep. So we went on a hunt looking for some and eventually we went to The Range and got huge colourful pieces of paper and some other stuff to decorate. But by the time we got back, it was half past two and I had to leave at 3 pm. We got some stuff done, then I had to leave. But they did some more without me, so that’s good. I have a good feeling about round two, we’re gonna ace it!
I walked home instead of catching the bus because it was a nice day, and you gotta get those steps in you know? When I got home I was then notified that my mum bought her rabbit John a baby bunny friend and he’s coming at 5:30 pm. I was told the same day it was happening?? The bunny is my brother’s since I’m getting a kitten in the summer, it was only fair. He named him Grey, after someone in an anime he likes. And the bunny’s actually grey, so it works.
When Grey came it was nice, I didn’t actually see him because he was hiding because he was scared. My mum and brother took him in his cage outside and introduced him to John. Apparently, they got on, so that’s good.
Later on, I watched Eurovision as my mum was cleaning the cage Grey arrived in. Once my mum starts a task, she can’t leave it unless it’s done well, so she got a bit carried away.
That’s pretty much how my Saturday ended, I was exhausted and didn’t watch the rest of Eurovision, but I heard there was a stage invader who decided to share…things…with the world. And I SO wish I was watching! That would have been hilarious to see!
On Monday 8th May I reached 500 FOLLOWERS ON MY BLOG!! What?? I was so shocked when it happened, obviously, I saw it coming as I watched my follower count slowly go up, but when it happened it was still amazing. Honestly, I can’t thank you all enough. Blogging has changed my life, and the fact so many of you enjoy what I write has instilled so much confidence in myself. Thank you…you are ALL wonderful humans!!
Mental Health Awareness Week
As you all know, this week is Mental Health Awareness Week, and several bloggers have been writing about it and asking others to do the same. I think two bloggers asked me to address this and I was planning to do it on Thursday but, as you’ve already read, that day wasn’t my day. So I’m doing it now!
Mental health is important, so, so important. It’s as important as physical health. Despite all the work of all the amazing people out there who continue to campaign and raise awareness, it STILL isn’t addressed or treated as seriously as it should. People think of it as ‘just being sad’ or ‘you’re just being dramatic’, and it’s so bad that that’s still happening. Not only that, but the seriousness of it isn’t taken seriously. You’ll hear people in school going ‘oh I’m so depressed’ because they can’t find their chapstick. You’ll hear people saying they’ve got anxiety because they’re a bit nervous to do a small presentation. It’s like saying you have a serious illness when you sneeze or saying you’ve broken your ankle when you’ve just slightly sprained it. Situations like these make me so angry because they THINK it’s ok to strip mental health of its importance. But it’s not all their fault. It’s because they weren’t educated on it, schools don’t think of mental health as something that should be learnt, they all don’t spread awareness, and most offer the help to students who need help.
In my personal experience, if you have a mental health condition or you think you do, you get pushed away. Others don’t want to deal with it because it’s too much for THEM. They can’t handle you. And I can’t stand that, I can’t. All it does is make the person feel even worse, they fall further and further into the darkness they’re already in…that one rejection to their cry to help could be the one to push them over, and I can confirm that. But I was lucky I managed to pull myself back up. Not everyone is going to be the same. Not everyone can do that all the time when it gets too much.
I’ve just went over everything I wrote and it’s just a collection of rambling. I’m sorry, I hope you understand what I meant with everything though.
Just please, please, help someone in need. If they come to you, reach out to you, it’s because they trust you enough to do so. Don’t reject them. Don’t send them away. Help. Spread awareness, let anyone and everyone know that mental health ISN’T A JOKE. It’s something that affects millions, start treating it how it should be treated.
Thank you for reading this post that was basically a collection of everything. Last week I kinda neglected blogging and because of that my flow died a horrible death. I’ll get back into the swing of things next weekend, fingers crossed.
I’ve been brainstorming ideas to do with my blogs, a monthly feature to honour all the bloggers who tagged me to do a tag or award combined with posts by other bloggers I liked over the month, and posts I posted throughout the month. Now all I need to do is think of a name for it…?
I apologise for this post being SO LONG, 2678 words?? It keeps on going up with every post! I’ll try and control myself!
Wish me luck for Round Two of the University Challenge on Wednesday, and I’ll see you all on my next post.
– All The Jazz