Difference between being ill in childhood and now

As a little kid I was poorly all the time. As a grown-up I am much better but than again, I prefer not being around people.
I used to be a little rascal and was hoping to get ill all the time. I meant I could stay at home (with or without my mom), be in bed, watch movies, be lazy and everything was server right under my nose. So where are the main changes? 

I can stay at home! × I can stay at home but I have to show up at work from time to time.
As a child the outside world was not so much fun and I loved not having to attend school.
As a adult I work from home which is lucky. But I have to show up at the office from time to time to make my boss sure I'm still (barely) alive. Plus, my brain is so full of cold-slime, my IQ has dropped all the way down to the cellar. Not fun working with that. Bleh.

I have all the time in the world. × Work, work, work.
Movies, games and books for my little past self.
Current self has to work. Very unfortunate considering the fact the simpliest tasks take much more time to do because my cold makes me stupid and numb and attention-less. 

Everybody cares and loves me. × I don't want to ask M. to make me a tea several times a day.
Oh, jolly times. My mum used to make me a tea, put everything I might need near the bed and everybody felt sorry for this sickly little girl.
Now I'm an adult still little by size but not so little in years. The only care a got was a call from my mum to ask how I am and to inform me I have a phone bill to pay, and an occaisonal sorry looks and teas from M.

I could lie in bed whole day. × I would lie in bed but I have to be where my laptop is. And my laptop is where a power socket is.
I used to hate my bed as my illness was finishing. I don't undestand it now. Bed is bliss. Bed is love. Bed is everything.

No need to do anything. × The mess grows with every minute.
Blissful laziness and tissues all around, just laying in bed with no worries. Ah, the kid I used to be...
Right now I'm watching the pile of dirty laundry grow a few centimetres every time I look. The kitchen is so cluttered I can't see the desk. The floor is full of hair, I could swear it's carpet.

I don't want to get better. × Please, please let me be healthy!
I wanted to be sick as long as possible cause it meant I could be home. 
Now my life sucks. My work is shitty, my friends are out partying without me and the only beings I can talk to are our dogs, who don't reply with wise looks, and M. who sticks to one word replies. With tired look.

Sleep. × Can't sleep. 
As a tiny little girl I hated sleep. Then I started attending school and changed my mind about sleeping. When puberty hit, my ability to sleep 20 hours hit with it. 
But now (please content yourselves, the surprise is coming) I have to work so I can't sleep. I can't even enjoy little half an hour afternoon snooze becase my bad conscience won't let me.

Can't wait to get better!


How do you survive this disgustingly cold and rainy weather? Is your poorly time any different from when it was? 

Long distance relationship advice

When I was in high school I was convinced I'll remain single until I die or at least until I finish school. The boys around me were either stupid dicks or nice but completely unattractive beings.
Then I traveled to England to learn English for a month and fell in love with a boy from Spain.
Long story short, we dated for a year and a half. 

Long distance relationship can work. It can also work out really well. But it has to meet some requirements... 

• You need to love each other a lot. Sure it goes without saying in every relationship but it's crucial for long distance ones.
• Effort to stay together must be there at all times and both of the couple should have it. If only one works hard to work it out, it all goes south.
• Also effort to meet must be on both sides. It requires a lot of money, time and planning. If one of the couple can't be bothered, it complicates things. 
• Do not be childish and give your other life reasons to get jealous. Some people do that to see if their partner still loves and cares. In long distance relationship the proof of love and care is the relationship itself. The spark of jealousy can ruin it because it all depends on mutual trust.
• Communicate. 
• Do not agree with something that might make you unhappy. Open relationship or polygamy is good as long as you both agree on that.
• You don't mind being alone. When you get home, nobody will be there. You have to rely on your friends a lot. And you're alone a lot. When I dated this Spanish guy, I didn't mind. I missed him a lot but I was living with my parents, had a best friend and smartphone so I was okay. I don't think I could do it now - I don't live with my parents anymore plus I've learned how great it is to be with someone all the time.
• You believe it can work out. If you don't see a future together, don't bother with it. All the goodbyes hurt, missing your partner hurts and you do those things a lot. If you don't have any hope of staying together, be sure you'll get tired of this painful circle really soon.

And what about you? Do you have any experience in this field?

About school

It's September which only means one thing - a lot of videos and posts about school. Be positive because school is fun, school clothes hauls, stationery hauls, how to make your own stuff for school... blah blah blah.

Here's my take on school.

All I was promised my whole school attendance was that things will get better. In kindergarten they told me that I'll be a big girl when I go to school. In elementary school they told me that without high school diploma I'm shit and that high school will be full of intelligent people. In high school they told me I'll study what I want when I go to university and also even with high school diploma I'm shit because I need a degree.

So I went to university and was frustrated once again. Bureaucracy, absurd rules and professors with so many degrees they forgot how to be human. Endless stream of information that was useless. And at the end of all of this bullshit awaits the holy gold degree. After that you learn you're shit even with a degree because you're too young, don't speak at least three languages, don't have any experience, don't know Photoshop and you have a drunken photo of yourself on Facebook. Congratulations. 

So I decided to fuck all this. I'm shit with high school diploma without a degree. My way of life might seem not very wise but I wouldn't change a thing. I'm happier than I've ever been.

Moral of the story?

Don't let anyone tell you what to do. Do what you feel is right and be happy.

But mom said I'm clever! I.

I believe everybody fails at life a little bit every day. Or at least I do and quite often.

What am I talking about?
This little bathroom rack.

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This rack was lying on the ground for quite a while because Michael just didn't bother attach it to the wall. I didn't know what it was, seemed kind of weird so I decided to use it as a shoe shelf. Then I had to hide my hurt deep down when Michael ignored our new fancy-schmancy shoe self and continue put his shoes wherever he wanted.

Then one day he got this sudden goodwill attack and attached my shoe shelf to the wall in the bathroom.
I reacted: "Woooow, it's so clever to use it like that..!"
All I got back was a weird face. "But that' what it's for..."

Ummm....

How clever are you?