Wednesday, 10 July 2013

The Itch

Yeah, this is the second post today. But the last one wasn't really a post so much, so I won't count it.

Anyway, the topic: The Itch

Not a literal itch. This one is a bit more troublesome. It's that feeling you get when you desperately want to do something, but nothing you try will cut it.

I'm sure other people get it to, but I didn't explain it very well. Let's see...

Like right now, for instance. Because of the sudden increase in heat (could it be that mythical creature they call the sun?!) I haven't really been able to do much. For some reason, I'm incredibly heat-sensitive; I always have been. So I've been soaking my t-shirt in cold water before putting it on and eating nothing but ice pops and you get the idea. This is all coupled with not moving much - not that I really have the energy too, because the ice pops are mainly water. 

One thing about me is that I hate having to sit around for long periods of time. I can do it, and I do it often, but if it isn't my choice to sit around then I get bored and cranky and walk across the hall to the bathroom and back and then downstairs to the fridge to get a drink and then the front room etc etc. And since the book I'm reading at the moment is a bit too heavy to read lots of at once, that isn't a viable option for wasting away the time until the temperature cools.

My solution for that up until now is mass-watching of Naruto. 

Naruto's episodes are not infinite, although I still have around sixty left. But it's reached the point where I'm rationing them, because once I do run out, I have to wait for each episode to be released, which will be excruciating (I'm also very impatient). Before, I was watching the english dub and the week where I waited for new releases was unbearable, so I started watching the subbed ones instead. Crisis averted. 

It's not like I'll be running out of anime any time soon - I have a massive to-watch list - but the great thing about Naruto is that you can watch episodes and episodes without it becoming tiresome.

Anyway, I've gone off-topic. Now, in the evenings, such as this one, I find myself not sure what to do. And there's loads of stuff I potentially could do. But I've tried a lot and nothing works.

What I really want is to go for a walk. While it won't completely get rid of this damn insatiable feeling, it will help a bit. And it's a breezy summer evening, the temperature's cooled off...

...and I'm not allowed outside the house.

Don't get me wrong, I'm not complaining. I know my parents are careful because they don't want anything to happen to me, and I don't want to get raped or mugged either. But this feeling drives me insane. It's restlessness, but even more than that in an unexplainable kind of way.

So, that's the itch. Somewhat forebodingly, I've noticed that I tend to get it more just before I go through a bout of depression, so at least I have that to look forward to. 

If there is anyone out there reading this; do you get the itch? Do you know how to scratch it?

Until next time, fellow people of the world.

Beginnings?

Right, let's get this out the way.

My name is Cherie, I'm 16, my birthday is 13th April, I like books, alternative, rock, and indie music, Mario Kart, Zelda etc.

I'm not really good at this kind of thing but lets see how it goes.

This month is InCreWriJul (International Creative Writing July) and while this blog isn't exactly creative writing, and it's already a third of the way through July, I don't see why this should stop me from taking part.

Not that I really have much to write about on a blog, but we'll see how it goes. As long as I'm writing something, there's no real problem.

*stares around bookshelves in hope of inspiration*

I've just finished secondary school, which means I've just finished my GCSE exams (finally (although I still have I.T coursework that I haven't done which means I'll fail (I just checked the website and half of my work hasn't been graded anyway))) and also prom.

Prom. Ah, we are in the springtime of our youths.

I didn't go.

Why not, you may ask? Because everyone else asked. Especially my family. "It's a once in a lifetime experience. You'll never get this chance again."

Dying's a once in a lifetime opportunity, too. You don't see me leaping to do that.

Anyway, I'll see how this goes.

Sayonara, fellow blog-lurkers that are as-of-yet non-existant.