Stress

 

   Stress - Day 8

This is day 8 of the challenge - A story a day, keeps the boredom away. Each day I'll try to reach my goal of 500 words a day. Today I'll be writing about my day and my stress throughout the day.

Stress is a big part of me. I can get stressed out very easily. It's got to the point that even the smallest things get me mad and stressed out. It really depends on how my day goes and how it turns out.

This morning, I woke up at 8:15 and I decided to get up and fix my PC. This of course made me into a mad mood. This is because it's annoying to fix something that others don't have to, and it makes me triggered and mad. I just hoped that it was easier and if that I just had owned a laptop, but leading back to my first reason I got this PC, a year ago, was because I didn't have enough to buy the laptop, I wanted so I bought the PC.

This took a while to fix, about 3 hours to fix the PC and to also set it up onto the desk. To make things even worse, we had to leave at 10:00 and it was already 12:00. It took an extra hour for me because I needed to eat breakfast, so at the end, I only had 10 minutes to play, and my brother turned off the electricity and therefore I only had 5 minutes to play and use the computer out of the whole morning. This made me all depress and sad, and to make it worse, my PC was still overheating.

So, when I left, I just wanted to do nothing and just not to care about anything else in the world. I had the worst morning, the worst routine. It wasn't that the events that happened today was bad, it was just that it was very time consuming.

I value time alot, so when I use that time to do stuff that I hate, it doesn't leave me, and it triggers me and stresses me out even more. This wouldn't the last thing that I absolutely hated and made me more stress.

I decided to sleep in the car while going to my parents' friend house, until it was lunch time. I then left the car, closed the car door, entered the house, and we were going to have KFC for lunch. My mom then sorts of screamed at me if I had locked the car, which I didn't even had the keys, so I'm pretty sure it was to my dad. At this point, I just wanted to go back to the car to sleep but I decided to stay and play with the playdoh, while my brothers had a good time using their phones and tablets, while I just play with baby toys.

When the KFC arrived, it wasn't the usual KFC I liked. It wasn't crunchy and it didn't taste much MSG or the regular KFC. It was alright at best, but I really preferred the snack bucket and the regular KFC, and my parents said it was the original recipe and taste of KFC, so I'm starting to think that I like the new artificial KFC rather than the original and more official taste of KFC.

After a bit, we played some UNO and played some pack opening Fifa 24 on the tablet, and we went back home. I decided to sleep and watch the whole way back home, and then when we got back home, my day got even worse.

My mom then told us that we had to pray, which was fun but a bit time consuming, but while that, she also told us to do our weekly Saturday chores, which took about an hour to two hours, depending on what you do. I was mad of course and so I did my chores. The reason we do our chores is because it gives us a weekly allowance of an alright amount, but she also brings up other chores that are pretty bad value for its time, but it triggers me, so my mind just tells me to do it. So, it took me about 2 hours to do it all in total, but about an additional hour after my stress stuff.

Then I realised that the next day, I have religious school and I hate the way they teach - it's not the religion I dislike, I like my religion and I have tons of respect for it, but it's just the way that they teach that I don't like, I find it very boring and ineffective for the students to learn.

Anyways, now that I'm writing this, I just want to take a break and my mouth is now burning because I just ate pineapple and it feels like its eating my tongue away, and hopefully my whole body. Thanks for reading.