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Avoiding it emotionally is an option, right?

If it weren’t for this journal assignment, I would stay off this certain topic. I prefer to ignore it because facing it would mean mourning over dead memories yet to be revived. It instantly weakens my ability to stay healthy and focus throughout the day. It makes me wonder why I didn’t hug certain people a little longer, or glance at them while I walked towards my bus, Friday, March 13th, 2020. It makes me regret not being able to say, “Good morning, students and staff…” through the intercom that week. It awakens my fear to wake up one day with my throat feeling sore because maybe it could be that I fell asleep with my mouth open, or that I have it. I have it. I have something that could potentially kill me. Death. Then off to a cyber-funeral. I drink water until the feeling goes away. I’d say it’s’s pathetic that we fear it, but what else could we compare it to, to lose those scary thoughts? It’s been a pandemic. It avoids no type of human, no race, no gender, no ethnicity. I guess on the positive note; it’s the only thing fair in this world. I wouldn’t say I fear for my life because although it is a horrible thing, I like to think, “Nothing ever happens to me.” Until it happens, right? You can consider that ignorance; I consider it sanity. Sometimes. Although everything’s online, I can’t help but refrain from completing my assignments until they’re due. I feel no motivation to do any of it because when I do, it’s’s real. Everything is. The lockdowns, the curfews, the worries, and the precautions we’re forced to take. It’s’s accepting, and I don’t want to. Yet here I am, yeah. I wish it could all just pause, so I could run to those people I owed hugs to. Hug them for every day that has passed. Sit on swing sets while we talk about how the world is changing so quickly. Talk about our plan Bs for possible future outbreaks. Talk about an apocalypse kit where I try to stash ice cream sandwiches, only to find none the next day. Talk about expiration dates on water bottles, canned foods, phone batteries, energy bars, gummies, medication, and our endurance.

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Normal

This week was terrible. Last week I was able to go out, and it still didn’t feel entirely on lockdown, but this week, that changed. My mother no longer lets me go out ANYWHERE. However, today I’m going back to work! I’m very excited but scared. I’m happy to get out of the house already and do something different. However, it does frighten me–having some physical contact with so many people. Anyways, school is so much easier. It seems like teachers are patient and understandable. I no longer feel the stress I felt before. So, seeing things better, I think this week was a lot better. I guess I was right things do get better. 

    I’m doing a lot better in my classes now that they’re online. Again, I believe it’s because my teachers are going easier on us; however, that doesn’t bother me. It’s actually fun to see what you discover about yourself and even the people around you after you spend so much time together. During this time of need is when you also realize who’s actually by your side. Not trying to be all dramatic and sentimental, but how many people have looked out for you and asked how you’re doing? At the end of the day, this is a fun experience, right? Too soon to joke?

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Going Through Memory Lane

Hidden deep in a dark wooden drawer, there’s a slightly ripped cardboard shoebox. Now, this box may not look like much; with the Vans logo stamped multiple times all over its sides; its rugged, jagged edges; or the penny-sized hole punched on the lower-left corner. On the outside, it looks as if it has a ticket to ride. That is, a ticket to ride the greasy garbage truck. 

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The Life of a Hermit

Being locked up in my house has been kinda cool since I do not get to see people anymore. It sounds rude at first, but when I explain it further, you will understand why I like it.
I have more time to focus on myself and not worry about other people’s problems. I will occasionally help people who text me here and there, but people who know me understand that I don’t like using my phone as much as other people. Even though there is a whole pandemic going on and social activities have been cut down dramatically, I have not resorted to turning my back on my old person ways. I have fun reading a book and watching scary movies, and it gets better because I get to enjoy it and not rush through my activities by worrying about somebody else.
It has been hard being a hermit, especially since I have nothing else to read. I thought about asking people for book suggestions, but I thought that I would sound weird. Instead, I resorted to asking about movies I should watch. I was told to watch 47 Meters Down and let me tell you something; this movie made me even more scared of the ocean. Sharks were already terrifying, but now this movie has scared me even more now. To fisk this anxious experience, I resorted to watching the Hannah Montana movie. Everything hits harder now that I am older, but I still love the experience, especially the scene when Miley sings The Climb, you just have to love that part.
I made a dumb mistake by asking for movies since almost all of the suggestions I got were movies about pandemics and the end of the world, but we are not trying to panic in this house. I stuck to listening to music instead. I am currently going through a little Taylor Swift concert mindset, so I just have her music blasting in my room, and I love it.

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Who hit the pause button on my life?

I’m sitting here thinking about what I should write about, but my mind is blank. I usually have a response to everything. My mind is normally full of thoughts about turning in assignments on time, completing Mr. Bernal’s essay, finishing Mr. Garza’s notes before the fifth period, and getting signatures from all of TAFE so that Mrs. Brown can turn in important paperwork, but right now I have nothing. I guess it’s not really that my mind is blank, but that it is filled to the brim with so many different things not school-related. Right now, I am thinking about how much I miss the ice skating rink. I’ve even been thinking about just putting my skates on and walking around my room for a while. Crazy, right? I’m also wondering what the people that used the school as an escape are doing right now, those people that were able to leave their toxic homes, even if it was only for eight hours. I am thinking about my birthday is on April 10, and how I’m not going to be able to have anybody overdue to social grouping restrictions caused by the pandemic. That one really stinks. I’m thinking about how much I actually miss school. Usually, I’m not looking forward to school because of the toxic environment, but now I am counting the days until President Trump allows for this quarantine to be over. I think that it is just the fact that we can’t go back to school right now, which makes me want to go to the school that much more. I have been thinking about how COVID-19 cut the National Hockey League season short just as it was getting good. My team, the Chicago Blackhawks, had a shot at making it to the playoffs, but I guess now we’ll never know. Even though this quarantine has been relaxing, I have been so bored. I ran out of things to do, so I started writing some songs. One of which I am thinking of sending to Mr. Silva so that he could post it on the school’s Instagram page. I’ve even thought about doing some covers of random songs and posting them to my Instagram. I’ve been using this time away from school to try and make myself more productive. I have started going on early morning runs, and I have started working out daily. I took the time to thoroughly clean my room, and now it doesn’t even look like it’s mine anymore. My family has also been taking advantage of this quarantine. We have been able to eat together as a family more than we probably have since the beginning of the school year. It’s absolutely crazy. I see my sister all of the time since they temporarily closed down her workplace, and UTRGV made all of their classes online. In conclusion, I believe that, although it was brought to us under such disappointing circumstances, this quarantine might be just what we needed after all—a pause.