hrm
So my parents decided to go on a one day vacation yesterday, to southern Denmark, because of some silly house party down the road (quoth my dad, who is quickly learning how to be an angry old man: "i don't want to listen to their bloody noise"). It was decided a few days prior when we received a letter from said house giving fair warning and apologies in advance. This in and of itself is silly enough for me to actually vocally express how silly i find it in the presence of both parents (with an eye roll and a mockingly swedish "härregud"), but of course, i had the option to not come with them. Thing is, southern Jutland is a pretty neat place, and it's a good break for my hands, so why not?
WELL I'LL TELL YOU WHY. Sitting for a long time in a car seat apparently obstructs my farting, so despite various noises coming from my bowels, i didn't let out a single fart for several hours, which didn't feel terribly nice, but okay, i was able to clear things up after supper (which was delicious, mind you). We went for a walk in the little town in the evening, which was pretty chill, and wonderfully quiet too. Enter night time, where my bowels were still cranky from the trip and probably a few new bacteria, which delayed my falling asleep. Once i finally fell asleep, i didn't sleep very well at all, because apparently one (or at least me and my brother) doesn't sleep well the first night in a new bed, plus it was too warm in there.
AND THEN TODAY. Had to get up early (after a shitty night, so double whammy there) because we had to be out by 10AM (fuck that shit), and due to the way my bowels work, this means that i didn't get to... Express myself fully, and my brother didn't even get to try because it wasn't time for that yet. So, most of the day, my bowels weren't very nice, and his likely weren't either. I wouldn't call it a terrible day, but i will call it a good reason for me to not participate in one-night hotel stays again. We've seen some cool things for sure, but i didn't care much for the discomfort that's been following me for more or less the entire trip. Hell, my belly's still aching despite having taken a Shrek-tier dump after getting home. >.>
This all makes me a bit worried about the intro days and expeditions of folk high school. If there's not ample toilet time, it won't be a fun time for me. I hope i can figure out something, because it's hard enough to appease the bowel gods at home WITHOUT a tight schedule getting in the way. :I