This post is 4 days late, however I have had only limited time each day to update my blog and I used that time to write my poems - which I intend to finish at number 10. The reason for not continuing "a poem a day" tag is that I would rather have a separate, simple blog for my poems rather than them clouding up my rather intellectual blog. So, I will publish a new page with a link to it, God willing.
Anyhow, I deactivated my Facebook account, along with the deletion of my Instagram account. This month, I hope to spend the time I reserved for the aforementioned social networking website and app for reading and writing infinitely. In other words, I wish to be productive and fruitful in my work, and in the process recover my emotional and mental health to a green level. I expect to be more focused and start a few new projects in my life.
On an entirely different note, today in English, while giving an impromptu speech in front of the class I managed to say the nonexistent yet frequently uttered word "badder" instead of the grammatically and universally accepted "worse." Before I could stop the sounds escaping from my mouth, they arranged themselves in a manner so embarrassing and disgusting, after I said it, I had to gulp down my shame and agony. I quickly corrected myself, but my fellow classmates had already engraved my speaking abilities as inadequate in their memories, and they were all laughing at my mistake. I laughed along, but inside I was dying, disintegrating into small pieces of disgrace, and withering like a cut flower time-lapse. I have brought dishonor to myself, and how will I continue to speak this language, I do not yet know.
Lots of Polaroids,
~Belle
Anyhow, I deactivated my Facebook account, along with the deletion of my Instagram account. This month, I hope to spend the time I reserved for the aforementioned social networking website and app for reading and writing infinitely. In other words, I wish to be productive and fruitful in my work, and in the process recover my emotional and mental health to a green level. I expect to be more focused and start a few new projects in my life.
On an entirely different note, today in English, while giving an impromptu speech in front of the class I managed to say the nonexistent yet frequently uttered word "badder" instead of the grammatically and universally accepted "worse." Before I could stop the sounds escaping from my mouth, they arranged themselves in a manner so embarrassing and disgusting, after I said it, I had to gulp down my shame and agony. I quickly corrected myself, but my fellow classmates had already engraved my speaking abilities as inadequate in their memories, and they were all laughing at my mistake. I laughed along, but inside I was dying, disintegrating into small pieces of disgrace, and withering like a cut flower time-lapse. I have brought dishonor to myself, and how will I continue to speak this language, I do not yet know.
Lots of Polaroids,
~Belle