Harmattan blasted through my windows and permeated my nostrils, leaving me hard hit and nearly unable to breathe when I woke up. I seemed to have been the only one affected in the house. I had gone to bed with a nasty headache, and I woke up with it faded, thankfully. However, I still couldn’t […]Read More Christmas Colds, Sloppy Self-Service, And I’m Justin Bieber
It’s been a long time since I wrote about a book. It isn’t that I haven’t been reading. I don’t know. I guess it’s just laziness. Anyway, The Red Tent was about 3 books ago. I’d never heard of it. My favourite English teacher (who has, in fact, never taught me) placed a bunch of […]Read More My Thoughts: The Red Tent
Aside from a lot of the good comments (thank you for loving it; your feedback is amazing! <3) one of the most popular vibes I’m getting is “Okay, so you’ve raised all these points about the educational system, but what can you do about it?” Encapsulated in all these questions are implications that I really […]Read More Fixing Education: A Response to Responses to Puppets
How shocking that a person like me would dare to call emotion a curse, right? How dare I blaspheme against it, when it is the very thing I feed on? But by now, the multifaceted nature of issues should be clear. Each coin has its two sides. In the same way, this apparent blessing can […]Read More The Curse of Emotions
It had always been easier to write about anguish. It was the most distinct feeling, even while being the most ambiguous. Either way, it pushed the words out, regardless of whether or not it all even meant anything. The pain of it was riddling. It always was; impossible to figure out and incapacitating. It came […]Read More It had always been easier to write about anguish…
In the real world, they tell me the exam results will not determine my worth. In the classroom, they tell me the real world cannot utilize me without my exam results. Now I feel Like another printed certificate Like flimsy, perishing paper; a can’t-do-it-with and a can’t-do-it-without. So now I think the real world is […]Read More The Real World
There are funny jokes. And then there are expensive jokes. Last night, she made a joke far too expensive to tolerate. Under no circumstances is it acceptable to laughingly tell a (formerly) long-time suicidal person, “Then go and kill yourself.” If emotions alone could kill, they would have taken a knife to her throat and […]Read More How Do You Tell Her?