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queen_unicorn_rejectMusic healing class
Today's morning class was fun! A music therapist came and had us sing a bunch of songs. She also had us write on the chalkboard a song that got us through a tough time, and she picked one of mine to play to the class; Brave, My Life! by Spring Summer Autumn Winter. I said a little bit about how it got me through some sad times in high school, even though it is mostly a song liked by middle aged men.
My chest hurts whenever I move around or lie down, for some reason. It was this way a few months ago, but it got better around a month ago and now it hurts again. Kinda sucks and I can't even really tell anybody because I'm pretty sure nothing showed up on my health checkup.
I didn't get to talk to Serena a lot today but she did write a journal entry that was really sweet and touching. I like to tell her directly how I feel about her so I don't write them in here often but I love her and adore her and I would do anything to make her happy. I'm really afraid of losing her or her forgetting about me. Everyone either leaves me or end up not feeling the same way about me.
I feel very blessed with Serena because she's the first person who loves me back as much as I love her. I always thought I just love too obsessively and nobody would ever love me like that. But she does and I'm really grateful for her. I'm so lucky to have her in my life and be able to feel what it's like to be loved back wholly.
It's D-3 until we get shipped off. I should be organising my stuff soon. I have to take all this shit me to Seoul. I think we'll probably take the bus? I hope it's the train because that'd be more comfortable. But it'll just be 5 of us so probably the bus.
I forgot to shower this morning and my hair was itchy all day. At least I got to wash my hair a little bit ago.
I've been reading Human Acts by Han Kang. It's a brutal book. It's also a pretty weird book. I didn't expect the first chapter to be written in second-person, present tense. It makes me wanna write a story like that too.
I'm a bit hungry. Maybe I'll grab a snack before bed.
Today's morning class was fun! A music therapist came and had us sing a bunch of songs. She also had us write on the chalkboard a song that got us through a tough time, and she picked one of mine to play to the class; Brave, My Life! by Spring Summer Autumn Winter. I said a little bit about how it got me through some sad times in high school, even though it is mostly a song liked by middle aged men.
My chest hurts whenever I move around or lie down, for some reason. It was this way a few months ago, but it got better around a month ago and now it hurts again. Kinda sucks and I can't even really tell anybody because I'm pretty sure nothing showed up on my health checkup.
I didn't get to talk to Serena a lot today but she did write a journal entry that was really sweet and touching. I like to tell her directly how I feel about her so I don't write them in here often but I love her and adore her and I would do anything to make her happy. I'm really afraid of losing her or her forgetting about me. Everyone either leaves me or end up not feeling the same way about me.
I feel very blessed with Serena because she's the first person who loves me back as much as I love her. I always thought I just love too obsessively and nobody would ever love me like that. But she does and I'm really grateful for her. I'm so lucky to have her in my life and be able to feel what it's like to be loved back wholly.
It's D-3 until we get shipped off. I should be organising my stuff soon. I have to take all this shit me to Seoul. I think we'll probably take the bus? I hope it's the train because that'd be more comfortable. But it'll just be 5 of us so probably the bus.
I forgot to shower this morning and my hair was itchy all day. At least I got to wash my hair a little bit ago.
I've been reading Human Acts by Han Kang. It's a brutal book. It's also a pretty weird book. I didn't expect the first chapter to be written in second-person, present tense. It makes me wanna write a story like that too.
I'm a bit hungry. Maybe I'll grab a snack before bed.
