Dear Diary, It was another ordinary lockdown day. Nothing was happening at all in the world; the world has basically stopped turning. It's strange to think that nobody is going outside, during these queer times. Pools of water generated by the clouds rained and rained endlessly... DRIP DROP DRIP DROP! And that's when I heard it, we were doing online lessons on this thing called ‘Microsoft Teams'. Watching the news is always difficult and depressing, as everything that's on is about Coronavirus (COVID-19). Normally I don't mind watching the news; I found it quite interesting, hearing about what's happening in the world. Then when I heard about this man named Sir Captain Tom Moore, I was amazed of how much money he had made for the wonderful NHS frontline staff. The lonely trees were gently dancing in the swift and cool breeze in my clean and neatly cut garden. My front door: not opened for months. Now all I am using is my New laptop, sitting there, helping me with my studies. I've been watching more television than I did before; every single night. It has simply become our new routine. The food that me and my family eat is the same thing all the time; I'm running out of new food ideas. It's hard to think that everybody in England -and other countries- have been doing the same thing that me and my family have been doing as well: these times really are pretty peculiar. Me and my dad have been thinking about renting a holiday home in the country-side (personally, I thought this was a brilliant idea). This is the best way to get more open area to protect us from the global pandemic.