Writer's Notebook
The first thing that I thought this morning when I got out of my house to go to class was: why? This is the first thing that comes to my mind every single morning when I step outside and the cold weather touches my skin. Why?
I hate it when it’s cold, and this morning in addition to my usual why I also added a “crap” because everything was frozen. When I say everything, I mean the sidewalk where I have to walk without slipping and falling. Every morning is an adventure that I hate. Facing the cold weather and slippery sidewalk, I tell myself that never again will I complain about the Normandy weather back at home. Sorry Michigan I love you but why do you have to be so cold.
February 2, 2017
That one minute when I am coming out of my peaceful sleep to wake up is the most uncomfortable moment of my day, every day. Just a moment ago I was still asleep resting my mind and body and now everything is attacking me:
The sound of my alarm
The light coming from my window
The coldness of my room
My body aching for more sleep
And my mind wondering what is going on
February 9, 2017
When I was younger, I remember spending hours and hours of my summer days at the beach or in the pool. I loved water, I spent hours swimming and playing around with my imaginary mermaid friends and sea creatures. I spent so much time in chlorine water that my blond hair would turn green, but really, my friends and I all knew that it was my mermaid friends who magically turned the tip of my hair green to match my magnificent flower crown that maid me look so mermaid-ish.
February 16, 2017
After thinking for a whileI have decided that if I was to live forever I would want to be 28-years-old forever. Why 28? Good question.
I decided that it had to be undr 30-years-old because I would have to agknowledge the fact that I am an adult. However, I wanted to be old enough so that I would be done studying and would just be living the life, so it had to be over 25-years-old. So I ended up deciding that 28 sounded like a gound choice:
Responsible
Kind of old enough to be an adult but not really
Still in my 20's
The perfect age, I could start working or leave the country to travelaround the world. Be focused on my career or start a family. Make big time decision about my future or just put them aside for a little while longer.
February 18, 2017
What am I curious about? More like what am I not Curious about?
Will I have time for a nap after class?
What am I going to have for lunch?
Will I be able to motivate Alinah to come workout with me ?Probably not
Will I workout ?
When will it be sunny and warm again?
Will it be warm this summer when I go back to France?
Do I want to go back to France this summer? England or Spain could be nice
Is next year really my Senior year already?
What am I going to do after Senior year?
What am I going to do with my life?
Am I going to do something with my life?
Where will I be living in five years? Ten years? Twenty years?
Am I going to keep on moving around the world so much? YES Please!!!
Am I ever going to end this list? Well, here yes. In my mind, Never.
February 21, 2017
What we see is not always what is true.
What we are told is not always what is true.
What we believe is not always what is true.
It does not mean that it is bad or wrong,
it just means that it is different and sometimes it can make it better.
February 23, 2017
A thought I had this morning
Uncomfortable moment
Magical creature from my childhood
Age to be Forever
What are you curious about ?
Tea cup pigs are not always tea cup pigs
The sun is shining high in the sky. It is not burning up my skin yet, it is just enveloping me with just enough warmth that I do not need a jacket anymore, just enough for me to lift my head up toward the sky enjoy the sun fully without turning bright red. Everything around me seems to be born again, I can see it. The green of the grass can finally be seen under the melted snow, the colors coming from the flowers that are just blooming and their delicious and delicate smell. The birds are singing and the squirrels are running around. Everything is brighter, smells better and sound happier. Spring is finally here.
March 7th, 2017
Spring
The sun finally shining high in the sky, giving me the warm weather I have been waiting for. Finally, wearing my summer clothes and sitting on the outside patio of a nice little bistro waiting for my tapas and sangria. This is the life.
Looking around to everyone walking up and down the famous "Las Ramblas" street, vibrant color, fun music, exclamation, and admiration of the tourist visiting for the first time. Listening to the sweet, sweet sound of people speaking Catalan, still excited about last night soccer game as the waiter brings me my food and my drink. All I can think about is:
"Oh, This is the Life."
March 23rd, 2017
If you could go anywhere in the world, Where would you go?
The Coast of Southern California is to me the perfect road tip picture. I can just see ot, feel it. Wind in our hair, driving along he coast in our flashy red jeep, music louder than it should be with the sun shinning in the sky. My best friend and I cannot do anything else but smile and laugh for no reason. Everything is just perfect.
Stopping here and there to go tan on a beach for a few minutes, go swimming and messing around in the ocean. Stopping at In'n'Out for lunch and for dinner because why not.
Where to next? We don't really know, we don't really care, we'll see where the road takes us.
If you could go on a road trip right now, Where to and with who?
March 28th, 2017
Hello World,
I know, I just ruined your day. You woke up and you heard me fall on your window, on the ground and you probably hated this day already.
But come on... You guys know you need me.
I keep your garden green and the trees happy and I can also be fun after all. Who does not like to jump in a puddle? I know you do.
I know that deep, deep, deep... ok maybe REALLYYYYY deep you like me so enjoy your day because I am here to stay.
March 30th, 2017
If you were rain on a rainy day, What would you say?
Part of the Minor in Writing Gateway class was some short writing sessions at the beginning of class. Our professor, T, would give us a topic or two at the beginning of class to write about in our writer's notebook for 5 minutes. She would also give us a topic to think about for the next class at the end. This exercise was definitely one of my favorite part of class because the topics were always fun and we often ended up with some funny and nice piece to read to the rest of the class. Here you can find some of my notebook entries that I really enjoyed writing.
Writing is liberating.
It can be LOUD, ANGRY, & MAD.
It can be Lovely, Heartfelt, & Happy.
Writing is for Fun or for Work, or why not Both.
It can be Shitty or Lovely, feel like Rubbish or Beauty.
Writing is to be read or burned no in between.
Writing is relieving or imprisoning but most of all,
writing is for the writer before the reader.
For Himself or Herself and maybe one day for
EVERYONE ELSE.