My memory from back then is a haze, we had no problems transitioning into covid as a family. we socially distanced from our grandmother; hardly went in her house and when we did we wore masks. the only detail I remember is the chaos that ensued over toilet paper. we were blessed that my family did not suffer any tragic losses due to covid despite several of our relatives being nurses on the front lines. I don’t remember any vivid details about the stark differences of our lives around the beginning of covid but my high school began to take action and moved all of our classes online. my mom began to make masks by hand and before you knew it, the next few months sank into monotony. since i am a loser who doesn’t even learn from his mistakes, I am about to pull an all nighter just to get a rough draft finished. if you can imagine someone with the work ethic of a panda combined with the attention span of a squirrel in a playground of a work environment, you’ll get a pretty accurate picture of my productivity during online learning. work piled up like a landfill and I found myself swamped by 2 weeks worth of overdue homework just from math. Don’t get me started on essays. 

I honestly don’t remember what was happening when i first heard about covid. I must’ve been under some disillusion that it wasn’t a bid deal. although i can’t see myself thinking that, i probably understood it was going to get worse but figured people would exercise their brain cells to get our lives back to normal. that last part was definitely disillusional, after what we’ve been through, I’m starting to believe the world (actually just America) is experiencing a collective loss of intelligence. maybe I’m becoming a cynic, but i can’t help but plant my hand into my face as I’m trying to knock sense into people but still trying to bear the pain for them. even if i think they’re absolute idiots, It would be a little bit more than rude to smack someone hard enough to get any worthwhile sense knocked into them. I guess i just can’t comment on late 2019 and early 2020, when i try to think back, it’s all just a blur. I guess i was too busy either getting distracted from working or trying to work and losing motivation as soon as i looked at how much i had to do to pay close attention what was going on in the news. i do remember when my mother decided to start making masks by hand, I took the pandemic seriously when i went outside but i guess i was still stuck in my bubble when it came to the developments in the pandemic.