My 2019 so far
On Wednesday, me and my mother went for a bus trip and then to a cafe. Me and Mirette went to movies to see Bohemian Rhapsody.
Yesterday I felt terrible; I was a delusional and furious mess and always on the verge of tears. It could not have been my PMS, because the carnage in my panties ended a week ago. Usually a week before the carnage, I become an emotional mess.
When my care worker visited me, I just talked with her about my feelings and future plans, I didn't feel like washing the dishes and ironing the laundry. After that, I left and went to the psychiatric center to renew my anti- psychotic medicine prescription and the special permission.
I took a bus to the city center, and went to a shop that sells stuff for outdoors life; shoes, coats, backpacks, camping and scout stuff, and looked for a new backpack. I am going to buy a new Jack Wolfskin backpack when my mother gives me the weekly allowance.
I also lost my pencil case. I was disappointed, but all Zen about it. Today I ordered a new pencil case from Marimekko, a new spoon- fork- knife from an army surplus store, and a new measuring tape from Etsy.
I went to the shopping mall and withdrew rest of the cash, and went to the stationery shop to buy a new black Frixion ink pen, some refills for said pen, and five Valentine's day cards, the ones that have the postage fee paid by a charitable company. This time it's the Red Cross.
I also went to the supermarket to buy two liters of unsweetened soy milk.
Once back home, I felt worse. I was angry, delusional, on the verge of tears, and this time I had a headache, sore throat, upset stomach... fortunately I felt better when Mirette came over.
We traveled to an art museum. I saw this weird guy on the subway, he introduced himself as an artist and gave us some flyers that we tossed into a garbage bin when we left.
Once at the museum, we had a good time. Mirette took plenty of photos with her camera.
After the trip to the museum, we went to this pub named Sherlock. I thought it would be a nice place, but when we were making our orders, a drunk guy asked me how long we have been dating, because he mistook us for lesbians.
I ordered fish and chips, Mirette ordered a snack basket.
After we had finished our dinner, we traveled to my home town and went to the supermarket to buy groceries. There was this weird guy who kept on leering at us, it was the third time I was harassed today.
Once at my home, I took the laundry to the downstairs drying room, and fetched a mattress from the storage room for Mirette's bed.
Tomorrow I will go visit my parents, my dad will give me the weekly allowance. Then me and Mirette will go to an art festival.
On Sunday, we will go to another part of the art festival. I will continue doing housework.
EDIT: And oh, THANK YOU for the Christmas & birthday package, Zoya! I loved everything in it, and I will send your birthday package as soon as possible!
Yesterday I felt terrible; I was a delusional and furious mess and always on the verge of tears. It could not have been my PMS, because the carnage in my panties ended a week ago. Usually a week before the carnage, I become an emotional mess.
When my care worker visited me, I just talked with her about my feelings and future plans, I didn't feel like washing the dishes and ironing the laundry. After that, I left and went to the psychiatric center to renew my anti- psychotic medicine prescription and the special permission.
I took a bus to the city center, and went to a shop that sells stuff for outdoors life; shoes, coats, backpacks, camping and scout stuff, and looked for a new backpack. I am going to buy a new Jack Wolfskin backpack when my mother gives me the weekly allowance.
I also lost my pencil case. I was disappointed, but all Zen about it. Today I ordered a new pencil case from Marimekko, a new spoon- fork- knife from an army surplus store, and a new measuring tape from Etsy.
I went to the shopping mall and withdrew rest of the cash, and went to the stationery shop to buy a new black Frixion ink pen, some refills for said pen, and five Valentine's day cards, the ones that have the postage fee paid by a charitable company. This time it's the Red Cross.
I also went to the supermarket to buy two liters of unsweetened soy milk.
Once back home, I felt worse. I was angry, delusional, on the verge of tears, and this time I had a headache, sore throat, upset stomach... fortunately I felt better when Mirette came over.
We traveled to an art museum. I saw this weird guy on the subway, he introduced himself as an artist and gave us some flyers that we tossed into a garbage bin when we left.
Once at the museum, we had a good time. Mirette took plenty of photos with her camera.
After the trip to the museum, we went to this pub named Sherlock. I thought it would be a nice place, but when we were making our orders, a drunk guy asked me how long we have been dating, because he mistook us for lesbians.
I ordered fish and chips, Mirette ordered a snack basket.
After we had finished our dinner, we traveled to my home town and went to the supermarket to buy groceries. There was this weird guy who kept on leering at us, it was the third time I was harassed today.
Once at my home, I took the laundry to the downstairs drying room, and fetched a mattress from the storage room for Mirette's bed.
Tomorrow I will go visit my parents, my dad will give me the weekly allowance. Then me and Mirette will go to an art festival.
On Sunday, we will go to another part of the art festival. I will continue doing housework.
EDIT: And oh, THANK YOU for the Christmas & birthday package, Zoya! I loved everything in it, and I will send your birthday package as soon as possible!