Communication and the Lack Thereof

As obvious and redundant as it may sound, communication is such a significant aspect of social interaction. It serves as the bridge that allows for bonding, understanding, and mutual growth among people. And yet, it feels as though communication is often not applied for these purposes.

More often than not, I sense negativity from those around me through complaints or protests. I admit, I understand it is much easier to complain; it can be fun or relieving to express distaste in the moment, especially if it is something that is weighing you down. However, while I don’t believe it is inherently wrong to complain, it feels as though people spend so much more of their time talking about the things they hate rather than the things they love. Furthermore, it can be difficult to express your passions or love when the voices around you constantly reinforce that the things you love should be hated.

Conversely, there are those who don’t communicate enough, assuming that others will understand their motivations or thought processes without the use of a straightforward explanation. But not everyone is alike and able to come to the same conclusion. Resultingly, lack of communication can lead to misunderstandings, assumptions, and unintended conflict that could’ve been avoided with direct conveying of information.

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Bugs

Normally, I love bugs. Beetles, bees, centipedes, or anything remotely interesting to look at that other people see as gross or weird. It brings me comfort, in an odd way. Though I like bugs, I don’t like them in my living vicinity.

Ants have been scattered throughout my bathroom, which was odd, because I didn’t have anything open or food or anything in my bathroom, so of course, I tried to kill as many as I could. They were annoying. Getting on my towel, on my sink, just everywhere. I finally killed them all, until today.

Today, after dinner, I was walking to my room, saying goodnight to my parents. Then, I see about a million of those six-legged creatures beneath my feet. Obviously, weirded out, I cleaned them up, killing around 6 or 7 generations of them, since my mom was recovering from surgery and my dad just wanted to relax. I like ants for the environment, but maybe not in my house and on my bare feet.

So now I write this blog to you, with ants crawling up my legs and down my arms, going into the parts of my computer. They’re.. they’re just.. everywhere.

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Sick

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I hate being sick. When I’m sick, everything sucks. From the never-ending headache all the way to the sore throat. It’s that one minute when you might feel fine, and the next you feel like your body is made of lead and weighs 3,000 pounds. The thing I hate most of all is the sore throat. It makes me feel like you have just swallowed a million glass shards, and each one is getting stuck in my esophagus.

The pain feels never-ending, even when I find a way to relieve it, it quickly returns. My solution to this is usually to drink the hottest thing I can get my hands on, from just regular hot water to tea with honey. It isn’t just the symptoms that make getting sick horrible; it is also the days you miss.

When you’re sick, you miss out on a lot of things, too, from homework to current events. When you do get better, you realise you still have to make up for the work you missed and hear everything that happened second-hand.