Silently Spoken

I can shake off everything as I write; my sorrows disappear, my courage is reborn. - Anne Frank


6. Sunday May 10th 2015

Self-control is strength, right thought is mastery and calmness is power.

I woke up a bit late today, totally unlike I wanted to. I didn’t even get any exercise done, but I’m not mad. I knew this process of having a healthier lifestyle was going to be hard. I was going to get there at my own pace. Besides the exercise, I feel like I have eaten a lot healthier today. I had a big bowl of fruit for breakfast. I had sweet corn for a snack, vegetable rice for lunch and for dinner I had a nice cucumber sandwich. I have been having sandwiches a lot lately for dinner, that’s just because I don’t like eating something heavy before bed. It makes my stomach hurt. Admittedly, I did have an ice-cream today, but it was while I was watching a movie. So I guess I’ll let that slide this once.

I did a little bit of work today, I finished of the document for the mini brief and know all I left to do it print my portfolio off and write my evaluations. I feel kind of good about college work at the moment. It’s that time where the main brief is coming to an end and you’re only a couple of steps away from it. It’s like that feeling when you finish your last exam and a wave of freedom washes over you. Yeah, I love that feeling. My deadline for my main project is on Monday the 18th of May. It’s so close I can taste it.

I wanted to do something besides work today, so the whole family decided on a movie to watch. We chose Mockingjay (part 1) and all I have to say is… WOW! This movie was a big bottle of awesome sauce. Generally the first movies are always the best out of any series, but my oh my, the hunger games have turned it up a notch. I felt so bad for Peeta though, anyone would have hated to be in his position. I don’t want to say much about it, in case any of you haven’t watched it yet. I would definitely recommend it to anyone.

Another thing happened with Raven today. My parent when out to get some food and Gen tagged along with them. So it was only me, Raven and Vivien at home. I was upstairs busy sorting my portfolio out when I heard Vivien shouting for me down stairs. I raced downstairs only to find that Vivien and Raven were fighting for the remote. I mean full on fighting. Raven managed to punch Vivien in the face and Vivien managed to sit of her and claw at the remote. I hate getting involved in these situations, because I know that if I do, I will be the one ending up into trouble. However, mum wasn’t at home and so I had to sort this out.

I stopped them both and separated the two and told each one to tell me their side of the story. As I predicted each side of the story was different. Raven claims she had the remote way before and that Vivien came in and snatched it away. Vivien claims that she took the remote away because Raven was putting on a channel that only she liked. That was putting it in short. I told them both off for fighting and I said, “Bottom line is that Raven you shouldn’t be hitting other people and Vivien you shouldn’t be snatching things off other people.” Then Raven just had to pipe in “and lying”. Now this got me angry. I was trying to sort this out and she still continues to make remarks at Vivien, once again thinking she knows everything.

Fair enough she may be a little stressed because her SATs exams are tomorrow but that doesn’t give her the right to snap and argue at other people. Not only did she do that, but then she turned the whole thing on me saying how I was always taking Vivens’ side and not telling her off. The thing is I do tell Vivien off but Raven chooses to drag everything out. She stormed upstairs and slammed her door and I tried to reason with her but she just told me to go away. Honestly, I don’t know what to do with this girl; I am really starting to get sick and tired of her stinking attitude.

After sorting out there little squabble, I went to make my stuff ready for college. I packed my bag and made a mental note to take my portfolio folder. The one thing I hate about my course is the amount of stuff I have to carry. The bags aren’t all that light either; sketchbooks weight a ton. Anyway, I made my outfit ready for tomorrow; just a t-shirt, jacket and leggings. I go really causal to college, I guess I have that can’t-be-asked vibe in the mornings but at least I look okay. I mean there is no point dressing up if there is no-one I want to impress. Usually I would paint my nails, but today I just couldn’t bring myself to do it. It’s because I cut them too short and now they look like little stubs. I'm hoping they would grow a little faster, I love having long nails.

Then I got ready for my shower; I waxed my face (yes I can wax my face all by myself). I love wax; it’s so awesome and leaves your skin as soft as a baby’s bottom. After waxing I went onto dealing with the blackheads on my nose. All I have to do is mix baking soda and a bit of lemon juice and rub it on my nose. With just five minutes of rubbing and then a rinse, my nose is mostly blackhead free. Then it was time to jump into the shower. Now the thing about me taking a shower is my hair. My hair is pretty long and covers my butt when let down. Not to mention it’s really thick and heavy and I think my neck has become immune to the weight of it. I use nearly half a shampoo bottle to wash it and quite often I have to re-apply shampoo and do the whole process again. Washing my hair is a workout in itself.

I love the feeling of feeling clean, it makes me feel beautiful inside and out. The one thing that I know would complement this feeling is the smell of fresh bed sheets. I changed my sheets into nice clean blue flower covers. They are not my usual bedsheets, but they were cotton (I always like cotton bed sheets). My butterfly sheets were in the wash and Vivien was using my stripy covers. Now if you'll excuse me, I want to flop down on my bed and pretend I'm floating on a fluffy cloud. But you know I’ll probably end up scrolling on my phone till I fall asleep.

The best way to see what tomorrow brings is to sleep through the night.

- J.K. Panesar

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