#08262019

[hannybstudies]

daily wrap up ☆ august 26, 2019

[hannybstudies]

✎ 08.26.2019 // today I read two chapters and applied for my 2020 practicum! hello, productivity? is that you???

[hannybstudies]

anyone else feel bad when they highlight in their rented textbooks??

[inconspicuousfangirl]

What's your order, #Lunanoona 🐕😍 #08262019 https://www.instagram.com/p/B1vi23Bgrkh/?igshid=6rwxogwgwu1m

[3500things]

#0001 what or who is your favorite thing to cuddle?

08.26.2019

Now this is a toss-up kind of a question; one that requires two answers.

I cannot name a “who” to answer this question with (because I’ve been chronically single forever), but my favorite “who” to cuddle would have to be a man. There’s just something about having strong arms wrapped around your body, pulling you in close while lying in bed that makes me feel safe, warm and secure. The closer, the better.

I deal with anxiety, depression and loneliness a lot in my life. How it is so very nice when the opportunity finds itself, and you can connect with someone on a deeper level, to lay in bed with them and just experience the closeness of another human-being that you love. You get to experience their style of body language and it can also teach you a lot about a person- their scent, the way they breathe, the way they touch you. For me, this is soul nourishing and I crave it.

The other part of this answer, a “thing” to cuddle, would have to be a dog. I have a soon to be 10-year-old Boxer named Tytus and he is forever a cuddle-hound. When the dog jumps in bed at night and he lays with his head on my chest, I feel very loved and secure. It starts off sweet and relaxing, then by 3 A.M. we are a twisted mess of dog, human and blankets strewn about the bed- but it’s nice while it lasts.

[splars]

Tears in the morning.

Today is the first day of the new school semester of where I officially start my program. I feel a little concerned since I don’t know exactly what I got myself into. I haven’t really look at the classes I’m taking. I just kind of signed up for them. I hope for the best. But before I even begin to read the syllabus I want to take a moment to express how I feel. Last night was the first time my mother heard me call her a bitch. And I didn’t deny it when she questioned it. Yes, she was mad. But I think that she deserved it at the moment. She was very moody and called the soonbudu jjigae I made trash. I even made a cheesecake that day and she ate it behind my back and called it ugly and just threw the knife on top of my cheesecake with a face of dissatisfaction. I was really irritated with the way she acted last night. Very child-like. I say this every time, but I don’t think she is mature enough to be a mother. I feel that there are often times than not that I am more mature than she is. I even thought about it for a long time last night if what I did was wrong. My mind didn’t waiver. I knew what I said had to be said. A scenario of me threatening to kill myself even came across my mind. How awful. I think that you’re a bad mother if your child even thinks about killing themselves because of you. The thought of it made me tear up in bed this morning. But I stopped myself after a few moments since I remember I can’t be this way for the first day of school. Was not a preferred way to start off the first day of school, but life goes on. I feel a little better expressing how I feel. Now I can start my classes. Best of luck to me!