I finally took the time to clean and rearrange my bookshelf again. It was tiring, and my back hurt, but at least now i know all the books i own. I made a list of all the books before shelving them again, based on the genre that i think they're a part of. I revised my 'book rules' when i saw just how many i owned that i haven't read (way too many). I'm kind of embarrassed by how far i've let it come. For staters, ever since i found out that book box sales were a thing 3 years ago, i've already been to 4, and most of those books are unfortunately still sitting unread in my bookshelf. I've only managed to find a few gems, but most of the books that i've bought seem to no longer hold appeal to me. One of the aforementioned gems that i found was the book 'The Good Son', which was such an enticing read. There was gore, but not too much, and just enough bodily sensation to make me a character rather than a reader, a ghost in his walls maybe. The la...
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I know that i haven't posted in a while. I've been ignoring all my alarms. I simultaneously wanna say that a lot's been happening, and that nothing's happening, but i don't know which answer is true. I don't know which character i've picked my personality from this time, but apparently it's someone who's even more irresponsible than me. I didn't know that was possible haha. I'm not at home right now - i'm at my grandmother's. i promised her i would come stay with her after my exams, but i did it with the assumption that i would have absolutely no holidays right after my exams. I'm sorry to say, i've been betrayed. I have a week of holidays, and now i'm 300 kilometers from home. I brought 8 books with me for the span of 5 days, assuming this was my chance to really get back into it, but i guess that was just a tad bit delusional, because i'm four days into my stay here, and i've only finished 1, and lost the drive ...
I haven't exactly been satisfied by the way that i feel like i'm living - feeling like i'm not able to do things i want to, but also not being able to finish the things that i have to do either. It's not a new feeling, and i'm not inexperienced in this regard, but all i can do is to try and experiment to see what works better and what doesn't work. I keep thinking that i'll get my life together, so i've ben setting alarms for the things that i need to do - the classwork that's supposed to be done every day (autobiography, reflective journaling, and self-awareness workbook), and have an alarm for dinner, and to sit and write my blog posts on Tuesdays. But even when i keep up with this work, i think i forget that i have other things that i want to do - like the homework that i have for specific days, tests, assignments, taking walks in he morning, reading books, and all the other little things to do. I feel like i don't really have enough time in ...
I wasn't able to figure out what i wanted to write about ,so i'm just gonna write about my day. The morning wasn't great - i woke up before 9, and even though i told myself yesterday that i would get out of bed and eat breakfast today, i didn't (let's not even act surprised). I stayed in bed and daydreamed. Then i got out of bed to brush my teeth and got back in again and read webtoons. I finished the 5th chapter of Intentional Interviewing And Counseling (Ivey, Ivey, & Zalaquett). I finally made it to the dining table at 11, and had lunch, my first food of the day, at 12. i went to Ratandeep before lunch, and i got myself a bunch of fruits, which i'm hoping will all be gone by the time of my next post. I had lady's finger and roti. I actually paid attention to my food today, not that my thoughts weren't drifting constantly, but a small win is still a win. After that, i continued to read Ivey, Ivey, and Zalaquett for class. I finished chapters 6 an...
Saw this little today, and i was reminded of this time when i was around 16, and a caterpillar fell down my shirt when i was walking in the evening. It was one of those furry ones that make you itch when you touch them, so a little while later, i had to run home cause i was 10 seconds from sticking my hand down my shirt in public so i could itch myself raw. I don't know exactly why, but i believe i was fully aware that i was itchy because of a bug, and also that that bug might still be on my body (i was right, it was). I immediately hopped in the shower, hysterical with laughter, and tried really hard not to itch myself till i bled, not particularly successfully, and by the time i came out, the culprit was crawling out of the bottoms of my pants. Somehow, the little critter had managed to survive the fall into my bra, and even to fall down that waistband and into the pair of jeans that my shirt was tucked into, walking right out the other end with what looked like absolutely no da...
A few days ago, i learned about creative writing therapy and did some activities related to it. It was fun so i thought i’d share. The first one was called sad ending story and happy ending story, where you talk about something that you’ve experienced - the sad ending would be the negative experience and problem that you had, and the way that it made you feel; and the happy ending story would be a continuation after that, either about how you got through the situation or how you envision yourself getting through the situation in the future. The second one was poetry writing. We selected 8 words in sets of two rhyming words and used them to write a poem with an aa, bb rhyming scheme. It took me way too long to get this one done cause I’m not really used to finding words and then making poems, but it was fun anyways. I wrote about libraries and books, and it relaxed me to give myself an imagery of a place i would so love to be in. The third one was writing words associat...
Hiiiiiiiiiiiiiii! My name is [redacted, hehe], but you can call me Raccoon, and i'm a psychology student living in India. I'm finally giving in to the urge to share, so i'm here for a good time. I'm expecting this to be fun and relaxing, and also pretty boring. Not expecting a lot of visitors, but even a single friend is company, so i have no complaints. If you are here though, thank you for having me, and i hope you find me worth your time. <3 With love, Raccoon.