I am not good at copying. Looking at the white board in class, I can never copy the notes down without changing one thing or adding another. Drawing is a difficult task—if you said draw and copy a pear, I would draw an apple. Simon Says wasn't my game either. I usually forgot what Simon …
I am done. I am through. I am finished. I am absolutely done. I'm done trying to give my all to people who don't give their all. My mind this week has been plagued with thoughts. One of them being the fact that I am disturbed by time. One of my favourite poets, Robert Stevenson, …
I live in a forest, or so it seems. My backyard is filled with evergreen trees, birds of every species, and a stillness that makes the mind feel at ease—it's only missing a waterfall or tranquil river. I sit here this morning drinking my English breakfast tea—now lukewarm—listening to the melody of chirping birds. Each …
If You Give a Mouse a Cookie used to be my favorite book when I was a child, as well as If You Give a Moose a Muffin or even If You Give a Pig a Pancake. I absolutely loved those books. I would read them over and over again. Something about the adventure in …
I’m excellent at running. However, I don't mean the kind of running where I lace up my Nikes and get lost while sprinting the backroads of the wine country. I mean that I am excellent at running away from things that make me uncomfortable or scared. Grand opportunities, waiting to be taken advantage of, are …
I surprised myself this week, which was surprising in itself. I never surprise myself. I hate surprises. I hate being surprised and I hate surprising my friends. To tell you the truth, if I get you a birthday gift or Christmas present you can bet your bottom dollar I will just tell you what it …
If you were to ask me what I am afraid of only two things would come to mind: the first would be spiders. Show me a spider and I'm sure to jump out my second story window into my nonexistent pool and fall to the ground like a scene from a James Bond film (just …
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