I really don't understand how sharing media on Facebook is supposed to make this world a happier place. Reading about rape epidemics and genital mutilation and trans* youth suicides triggers me big time, but I also feel like I am selfish for not caring about the world.
Later my friend Elyseé called me and told me that there's a happening tomorrow, the famed comic artist Don Rosa is giving autographs in a stationery shop named Akateeminen in Helsinki. She was going there with Emjuso and the latter's mother and sister, and asked if I wanted to come as well.
I immediately agreed, and right after felt worried if I would wake up early enough and if I would have enough "spoons" to handle it.
Nevertheless, I thought it would be good to go out of my home for a while, see my friends, and go to social happenings.
I managed to get up early this morning. I took my morning medicine, brushed my teeth, took a shower, dressed into clean clothes and also managed to eat a breakfast. I was almost surprised at how efficiently I managed to do everything, but felt disappointed with myself for not doing the stretches and exercises I had agreed to do every morning.
Later the day I left, but I didn't feel like taking the train; I was afraid that someone would harass me in the train station or in the train, so I took a bus even if I knew it would take a longer time. Once in Helsinki, I went to Kiasma to wait for the others. They arrived soon, we talked and hugged a bit and Emjuso introduced me to her mother and sister, they were really nice people.
We walked to Akateeminen, chatting away with Emjuso’s mother and joking with Elyseé. Fortunately there weren’t lots of customers, and everyone felt cheerful.
Others went to get autographs and I went downstairs to look at the notebooks. I think Kiasma shop has amazing notebooks as well.
I took the bus 411 to Louhela and walked to Raappavuori. Both my mom and dad were home, mom had baked three bun loaf. I made some coffee and ate a few slices of the bun loaf, they tasted heavenly but I was worried that all this sugar and caffeine and carbohydrates would cause havoc on my well- being.
Later the day my dad went grocery shopping, I wondered why he stayed so long.
Me and mom walked to Myyrmäki together. I managed to walk alongside my mother, usually I walk faster because I’m younger and more agile than her.
Once we had reached the fitness center, mom turned back, I hugged her and told her to take care. I visited Myyrmanni shopping center for a little bit and then went home.
Once home, it was getting dark. I decided that I didn’t have enough serotonin to take out the garbage and dust the carpet, so I decided to do them tomorrow when it’s sunny. I managed to scrub the kitchen counter, bathroom sink and toilet bowl, and then I felt bored again.
I called my mom and asked her if it’s okay for me to come over again, she sighed but said it was okay.
I had to run to make it to the bus 571, I ate more of the bun loaf and made some coffee. My dad napped with his pillow on his forehead, and mom did housework.
Later the evening I left, I made it to the bus 574. I visited Myyrmanni again; it’s Xmas season so the shopping center is open for a bit longer on Sundays.
I have decided that from now I am going to take my evening medicine at nine o’clock in the evening, and do the evening routines (brush my teeth, wash my face, lotion my skin, change into pyjamas, and wash the dishes) after that. Eight o’clock in the evening is too early.
Tomorrow my ASPA worker will visit me at half past two o’clock in the afternoon. I will go to the gym and work out by the usual routine, and while it’s still sunny outside, I will take out the garbage and take the carpet out to dust it.