Honk OK Please (Delhi, India)

January 4–19th, 2018

I went to India. And it was…AWESOME.

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“Beyond My Glass-Filled Hole” – A Tribute to Eversholt

I am very delayed in all of my summer posts… My only excuse is that I find it hard to write about England because it yanks me between love and loathing–and I like my posts to be in order, so I delayed it all until I finally wrote something.

Since I am in a Non-Fiction workshop class, I decided to write about Eversholt (my small village) under a “Place” prompt. It’s neither a positive, nor negative account. Rather, it’s an observation of the beauty of the countryside as seen by me as a kid.

I hope you enjoy this little slice of …whatever this is! It made me laugh when someone was editing it, they thought I made up Guy Fawkes and my own street name! Tut tut.

(Fun fact; the featured picture is of my “glass-filled hole” that I took this summer when the new owners gave me a tour!)

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Diary: Please eject before removing

It’s raining in LA. Apparently it’s raining all over California – and I’m loving it. I keep gazing out the window, like a child looking for Santa, completely starstruck. It’s heavy, too. Not like a light shower here and there, it’s a real waterfall — the sky opened and I’m Henny Penny yelling to Goosey Loosey that the sky is falling!

It’s all I’ve got to think about now. School is over for the semester and I’ve got nothing to do. It’s not that I’m not entertained, I keep busy, but my mind feels stuck, like it was going on fast-forward and someone pressed pause to get some popcorn and fell asleep waiting for it… Continue reading “Diary: Please eject before removing”

Letter: A Diabolical Thank You

I wanted to post this last week, but I couldn’t bring myself to do it quite yet. At my job, I work as a teacher (uncertified, so really I’m like a youth instructor or recreations leader) for Kindergarteners and 3rd Graders. It’s a really interesting job. It takes a lot of energy out of you at the end of the day, but when it boils down to it, I find it quite fun and I learn a lot. I have been having some difficulties, but everyday I find a new way to fix a problem! That’s a good thing.

I decided to post this letter today after months of deliberating because I feel like I’ve gotten to that point in the semester where I am starting to feel a little stuck. A lot of people around me are feeling in a rut and not feeling particularly motivated to study as hard as they normally would and are experiencing some regrets with what they’re doing or how they’re doing it. With this letter, I would like to bring back the memory of high school where our worlds were not the same as they are now and how someone could be such an influence to our simple minds.

This particular teacher helped me so much. The big difference she made guided me in the next school and I remember her kind words to this day. She mostly made an impact on me because she was the only teacher in a very long time who didn’t treat me like shit (pardon my language) and that made me feel like I had a purpose and was not useless or stupid!

So with that, here is my diabolical thank you letter…

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Letter: Dear 27 Year Old Me

Last week, I wrote a letter to my 11 year old self on my 22nd birthday. It was more of a letter of advice about what I should have done (or, should do) to make my life just a little bit easier without really changing too much. I basically reminded myself that mistakes are okay, but to listen and respond to people (mostly teachers) in a clear manner. To understand more, please go take a look at it – here!

This week, I decided to post a letter to my older self in 5 years as so much is going to change by then!

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Poem: “Undo and Redo”

This an old poem of mine that I wrote during a point in my life where everything was at a standstill and I didn’t know what was going to happen next. So I often laid awake thinking about what I would be doing now if I had done certain things in the past and created a better future, a faster future, for myself.

It’s a very simple poem – simple rhythm and rhyming technique. ABAB sentence and stanza structure!

FEAT. An artist’s interpretation!

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