August 8th, 2019


A day that turned out to be nice :3

I stayed in bed all the way to three o’clock in the afternoon, because I was having such intriguing dreams; not necessarily sweet dreams, but intriguing nonetheless.
The dreams made me think that I am not trying to live my life to the fullest; if I don’t do something fun and entertaining each day, I am not trying my best.

I woke up when my smartphone rang. It was the secretary from the municipal dentist; yesterday I left a request to call me back.
I was told that the only free time was at the beginning of next month in the neighboring town, in the local high school. I jotted it down and went back to sleep.

I got up later, took my morning medicine and biotin supplement, and got dressed. Me and Mirette went to the supermarket to buy groceries, once back home Mirette cooked lasagna and I made cocoa.

I went out to visit a couple of museums. The first thing to do was to go the library to use one iPad and one laptop to make the daily donations to Greater Good.

I took a train to downtown and went to a street art museum. I wanted to go to three more museums, but they were all closed for the day.
I took a train back home.

Once there, I washed a load of laundry. I went outside to sit on the yard swing and write into my diary.

I went back home and took the laundry off the washer. I hung me and Mirette’s underwear on the drying rack and took the rest of the laundry downstairs to the drying room. I took the laundry I had left there before back home, but I didn’t feel like sorting it out yet.

In the evening Mirette came home. I took my evening medicine, and then I suddenly had a realization; literally nothing prevented me from having a proper wash this evening! I cleaned my teeth, washed my face, and put lotion on my skin. Then I emptied my MoonCup.
I put on a clean nightie and put Hydrocortison on my eczema. Then I went to bed.

Tomorrow I will receive money. I will pay a commission to Luisita and renew my Netflix subscription.
Along with groceries, I will buy greeting cards and postage stamps, a new brassiere, a new pair of headphones, and refills for my ink pens.
I will go to the gym, do stretches, and use the crosstrainer.
In the evening, I will go to the sauna and wash my hair.

On Saturday, I will go to a punk street block and then to a free concert with Mirette.

On Sunday, I will do the usual beautifying routines; shave my armpit hair and chin fluffs, wash and condition my hair, and do the twelve- step Korean skincare regiment.
I will go visit my parents, I will walk there and back. My dad will give me the weekly allowance, and I will call my granny.