Diary Entries

Honestly, I’m really nervous to get my covid shot. Both my parents have had theirs, and they have just opened it up to my age group. They way my parents’ bodies reacted after receiving the vaccine varied. I can’t really remember what happened with the first round; it feels so long ago when it really wasn’t. With the second time, mum had became a bit unwell; she was sleeping a lot of the time for the first few days after and we didn’t see much of her. Whereas with my dad his arm has been aching since he received it. He recently went to the doctors office to get it looked at; he thought that he pulled a muscle. I don’t actually know what they said; I don’t like to pay much attention to the outer world (I believe I was listening to music through my headphones. When I do that I pretty much ignore everything but the music). To conclude, I’m pretty nervous about getting my covid vaccine.

By the end of last year, I had sort of came to peace with covid. I was fine with it, used to it I guess. But then I had thought that it had all settled down, that we wouldn’t have to go back into isolation. Last year, we were in lockdown for about 3 months or so. We recently got out of lockdown again, for the first time this year. It was a lot shorter than last time, but it felt like forever to me. I missed my friends, who I haven’t know for a long time. I only met them this year when I sort of left my old friends. It was a difficult time, but that’s over now and it’s ok I guess. Things have changed so much, for best and for worst. That’s all for now, I guess.