Although I usually have the tendency to freely write about my own topics, I'm always interested in brainstorming the prompt that is posted every day. Today, however, there seems to be an issue with that at the moment, as there isn't one in sight. I doubt our substitute teacher has it, and perhaps someone may contact our teacher soon about this predicament. As I'm sitting here in class, some classmates of mine are in a frenzy ("Oh no! That means I actually have to be creative?"), while others disregard the assignment completely ("YEAh! - Looks like there's no prompt for today!"). And if I am to be completely honest, my inspiration has run dry for the day already. I cannot think of a single topic worthy of writing about, so I thought I'd might as well just jot down my current thoughts. Hmm...that script assignment that's due Friday? Ehh, I'd better wrap this up pretty soon so I may start back in on that. I definitely wouldn't want to put that off until tomorrow night at 11:00 P.M. ~
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This past Sunday afternoon, I got an insistent invitation from a couple friends of mine to a movie - and by an invitation, I mean an ultimatum. To put it bluntly, there was just no way I was getting out of this one. You see, as much as I regretted doing so, I had no choice but to pass up a social offering the night before, as I was exhausted from the week's tedious schedule and all the clamor it caused in family matters. Now, any other week I wouldn't have had such the urge to disregard an opportunity for an eventful evening, but I had not been sleeping well, and as some may agree, sleep deprivation is never a fun thing to have to manage. But as late as I slept-in on Sunday, I still lacked ambition. And here's where my deep admiration for my friends come to light once more: They could care less whether or not I had washed my hair yet that day, or if I had thrown on some 'ratchet' choice of clothing before walking out the door - in essence, they simply said, "Hey, we're coming to pick you up whether you like it or not". And you know what? I couldn't be more grateful. If it hadn't been for their persistent optimism, I most likely would have been left sulking around my house all day ... and perhaps procrastinating on some creative writing assignments ...
Before we knew it, 6:15 rolled around, and the movie screen showed Hotel Transylvania II. Whew - what a night!
Prompt again! This one I can definitely agree with - autumn is my favourite season of the year by far. Why? There's plenty of things that make it a delightful time for anyone. It can be cold, yes, but often times it's not too warm either. I'm not one to like extreme degrees in temperature, so a nice compromise of both winter and summer weather is the perfect recipe for my liking.
Now, don't let the post title deceive you - I am not here to elaborate on Megan Trainor's one hit wonder, mind you, but rather one of my ceaseless musical activities. For the past three years now, I have been playing the same tiny bass drum in my marching band. At first glance, playing such an instrument may seem like a pretty simple concept, but the reality of it is more than complicated. Playing only tiny segments of sixteenth-note runs is a difficult thing to master when there are three other players attempting to do the same. Each part is individual in its own right, as each drum has a different pitch. Though after incessant amounts of practices, the final results are more than telling.
The bass line this season has so far consisted of a sophomore girl and I (now a junior) educating two novice, yet very often times clueless, freshman boys - Okay, maybe I'm being a bit too mean here. Yes, freshman year in a drumline (and especially as a bass drum) can be a confusing thing to manage - from music memorization, the marching drill, and the never-ending back aches, of course! But despite the initial sloppy drumstick techniques and marching collisions, the hard work through these mistakes are well worth it in the end. I'm proud of my talented line, and I'm excited for what the season has yet to offer - "Keep on keepin' on!"
It has become a normality for my friends and I to make a trip every month or so to this quaint little Japanese restaurant, all the while catching up on the latest social gossip, and perhaps snapping a photo or two. Out most recent trip was a relief from my current family turmoil, and I'm glad to have befriended such a lovely group of people. ~
With all negativity aside from this week's events, I'll attempt the prompt of the day, which I find to be a rather interesting one: If I could, what is one hobby I would practice in school for an hour a day? That's a hard one. I have my fair share of creative activities I'd like more time to do, so to narrow it down to one alone isn't easy. As I've stated in previous writing posts, art classes don't fit in my schedule at the moment so I haven't had the capacity to create artwork as often as I'd like. Another hobby of mine being video making - film, specifically. Right now, I would love to be able to take a class studying film history and film theory, but perhaps those kinds of classes will have to wait until college comes around. Until then, I'll have to keep myself occupied with studying these concepts independently.
I also might add that today is my mother's birthday. If this week wasn't so schedule-heavy, I'd love to spend each minute with her - without the jumbling of school activities and the coping of a family loss. Mom, you deserve far more than what I could ever give you. Your love for my brother and I is simply unwavering, and I've never known anyone more selfless. These past few days have been very difficult for my family, as the shocking reality of losing a loved one is never an easy thing to bear. I still have a hard time wrapping my head around it myself. My sympathies go to my aunt and uncle - the mere thought of losing a first son is unbearable, and my words alone cannot express my grief enough. To have to endure such a thing is anything but what you deserve. Nancy, you're truly one of the loveliest people I've ever known, and I'm sure I speak for others when I say that your unwavering kindness has touched every individual you've talked to. I cannot remember a time that you weren't present at one of my many school activities - I've always looked up to you since I was little, and welcoming trips to your warm household was something to always look forward to. And John? Oh boy, he's a keeper, Nancy. His chuckles alone can brighten anyone's day, no matter how dark they be.
" Perhaps it is the greatest grief, after all, to be left on earth when another is gone."
The novel is an adaptation of Homer's classic tale, The Iliad - accounting the tale of the mysterious Trojan War and its destined hero, Achilles. The narrative of the story, however, is told through the eyes of the naive, exiled prince Patroclus, and beautifully portrays the blossoming bond between the two, from young boys to determined warriors. Little do they know, tragedy would soon fall on them both - something I am not yet prepared to read myself. After all, I have a feeling I'll end up writing a similar post once I'm finished sulking over whatever its outcome may be. I'm not exactly sure where I'm going with this, as I have yet to finish it (which won't be too long, I can promise you), but this innovative take on a seemingly foreign story is so genuine and alive. In fact, I found myself so immersed in Patroclus' tellings that I very much forgot that I was reading words off of paper, much less living in a world where motorized vehicles and artificial light sources are a reality. I love that feeling of escapism, and it's not too often that I am able to experience the sweet scent of figs or the sight of towering stone temples. ~
Today's prompt inquires I write something that I "believe to my core". A bit of a deep thing to think about, isn't it? There are many things I believe in, whether it's my religious values, my theories of aliens, or just my understanding of people's actions and their experiences. One specific thing does come into mind, however. Second chances.
It's simple enough - people make mistakes. Whether they intended on doing so or not, individuals have the power of choice, which can be both a blessing and a curse. I've come to realize over the years that decisions are one of the only pivotal moments we encounter in life. Our existence revolves around making choice after choice for ourselves, as without them our lives wouldn't progress anywhere. As young as I may be foolish, I have gotten myself flustered over certain situations that required my input, and my indecisiveness may had led me into an even worse scenario I previously anticipated. In a world dependent on schedules and organized planning, mistakes are inevitable for everyone. No one is perfect on this imperfect globe, and second chances are a pathway for us to redeem our actions. I do believe, on the other hand, that people should only have these second chances if they deserve them. If an individual knows his/her actions are wrong in the first place, and does nothing to try and improve said behavior, what makes them worthy of my time in the first place? Whether it's a bad thing or a good thing, it cannot be denied that social media consumes our everyday lives - younger generations in particular. With that said, it can often be debated that these forms of virtual communication are very much distracting from the reality we're actually living in. If you ask me, it has become a place more than anything - an accessible platform that's easy for individuals to express themselves, or rather, someone they're pretending to be. Now, it can be a useful tool as well. Worldwide accessibility to millions upon millions of people and locations allows you to be able to find and contact family members across the world whom you may not have seen or heard from in a while. But with all this easy access to such information, where do you draw the line? Where's the privacy?
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— Initially, this page was where I documented my daily prompts for a writing class in high school, but I'll continue to post my thoughts here every once in a while. I might also post some dissertations / research I've done here in college. categories:archives:
April 2018
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