Day 57 of Isolation

Hi, Quaranteen here. Nothing happened last week so I skipped the post. This week has been a bit more eventful, though. On Friday, nonessential businesses in my state opened, and next week, my city's mall will open. All the medical professionals and statisticians are warning of a second spike, potentially worse than the first. They say that now, we're in the dip on the graph, but in the next month, the roller coaster of death could start climbing up a long, steep hill. The cool, awesome new 2020 thing is "murder hornets," giant wasps that are like the size of a bird, so that's just spectacular.

AP exams start tomorrow, but mine isn't until Friday, so I have a few more days of frantic studying to go. My classes are feeling more pointless every day, especially English. If I didn't like my English teacher, I'd picture glaring at her and shaking my head, but as I have no personal beef with her, my hypothetical self settles for a finger wag. At least I feel pretty ready for my AP test, but we'll see how it goes. It is terrifying that a random bad prompt, a brain fart, or computer crash could mess me up, but I'm trying not to think about it. As always, my mind remains on the future.

I finished the workout program I was doing but experienced absolutely no results. It was an emotional blow, not gonna lie, but hopefully I'll still be able to get my optimal summer body in the next month-ish. Chloe Ting workouts are officially a *cultural trend*, but I feel slightly scammed. Eating healthily is either really easy and fun, or totally impossible, depending on the day (I say, typing on a keyboard with Whole Foods hot cheeto dust in the crevices between the keys).

Today is Mothers' Day, by the way. I had time to make my mom this whole cute card, so I at least feel like I did enough. Making cards is really fun, and so is crafty stuff in general. At least I have more time to do that now.

I hadn't realized how much I would miss seeing cute boys in public. Every time I visit a grocery store, I put on a cute outfit and scan the one-way aisles for a guy's eyes above a mask, squinting to wonder if he's attractive. I normally decide he is, just to spice up the memory - "I saw a cute boy at Whole Foods today" is now a banner event. The word "cute" has definitely been overused in this paragraph, but I'm a white teenager so c'est la vie.

I've been making a list of things I'm going to do as soon as possible, when this is all over. It includes thrifting (I feel the hole in my closet like a hole in my soul), getting frozen custard with friends, in-person attending my dream school in the fall, and hopefully seeing my favorite artist at his rescheduled concert. Life is going to be so good, but the point is, we have to be cautious. To everyone who's been hanging out with their friends before this: congratulations. You are the problem. Hopefully, there are enough of us willing to keep staying home as much as possible to be the solution.

Signing off for now.

XOXO, Quaranteen