Honestly? I’m a bit of a creative shapeshifter — but I definitely have favorites.
I love writing poems the most. Short ones, weird ones, structured ones, the kind that start as a tiny spark and suddenly turn into a whole mood. Haiku, limericks, tanka, Fibonacci poems — if it has a shape or a rhythm, I’m already halfway in love with it.
But I also enjoy stories and Q&A posts, especially the ones that feel like little conversations with whoever’s reading. There’s something fun about answering a prompt and letting my brain wander until it finds something unexpected.
So, if I had to pick? Poems are my home base. Stories and Q&As are my playground.
And honestly, anything that lets me mix creativity with a little humor or reflection is exactly my lane.
Last week we had Pondering Existential Thoughts where the theme was to find a song that makes you think about life. This week the theme is to find a song that that gets stuck in your head.
I have many songs that get stuck in my head and this is the one song that no matter if I hear the whole song or just a piece of it I have it in my head for days.
Uptown girl She’s been living in her uptown world I bet she never had a backstreet guy I bet her momma never told her why
I’m gonna try for an uptown girl (uptown girl) She’s been living in her white-bread world (white-bread world) As long as anyone with hot blood can (hot blood can) And now, she’s looking for a downtown man (downtown man) That’s what I am
And when she knows What she wants from her time (from her time) And when she wakes up (she wakes up) And makes up her mind
She’ll see I’m not so tough Just because I’m in love with an uptown girl (uptown girl) You know I’ve seen her in her uptown world (uptown world) She’s getting tired of her high-class toys (high-class toys) And all her presents from her uptown boys (uptown boys) She’s got a choice
Oh, oh-oh-oh Oh, oh-oh-oh
Uptown girl You know I can’t afford to buy her pearls But maybe someday when my ship comes in She’ll understand what kind of guy I’ve been (I’ve been) And then, I’ll win
And when she’s walking She’s looking so fine And when she’s talking She’ll say that she’s mine
She’ll say I’m not so tough (she’s wrong) Just because I’m in love with an uptown girl She’s been living in her white-bread world As long as anyone with hot blood can And now, she’s looking for a downtown man That’s what I am
Oh, oh-oh-oh Oh, oh-oh-oh
Uptown girl (going uptown) She’s my uptown girl (going uptown) Don’t you know I’m in love with an uptown girl? (Going uptown) My uptown girl (she’s my uptown girl, going uptown)
Don’t you know I’m in love with an uptown girl? (Going uptown) My uptown girl (she’s my uptown girl, going uptown) Don’t you know I’m in love with an uptown girl? (Going uptown) My uptown girl (she’s my uptown girl, going uptown) (Don’t you know I’m in love) with an uptown girl? (Going uptown) My uptown girl (she’s my uptown girl, going uptown)
When I encountered this challenge, the first song that came to mind was “Where Is the Love?” by The Black Eyed Peas. With everything happening in the world right now, this song reflects my thoughts on the situation.
Where Is The Love?
By: Black Eyed Peas
What’s wrong with the world, mama? People livin’ like they ain’t got no mamas I think the whole world’s addicted to the drama Only attracted to things that’ll bring you trauma
Overseas, yeah, we tryna stop terrorism But we still got terrorists here livin’ In the USA, the big CIA The Bloods and The Crips and the KKK
But if you only have love for your own race Then you only leave space to discriminate And to discriminate only generates hate And when you hate, then you’re bound to get irate, yeah
Madness is what you demonstrate And that’s exactly how anger works and operates Man, you gotta have love just to set it straight Take control of your mind and meditate Let your soul gravitate to the love, y’all, y’all
People killin’, people dyin’ Children hurt, hear them cryin’ Can you practice what you preach Or would you turn the other cheek?
Father, Father, Father, help us Send some guidance from above ‘Cause people got me, got me questionin’ Where is the love (love)
Where is the love? (The love) Where is the love? (The love) Where is the love, the love, the love?
It just ain’t the same, old ways have changed New days are strange, is the world insane? If love and peace are so strong Why are there pieces of love that don’t belong?
Nations droppin’ bombs Chemical gasses fillin’ lungs of little ones With ongoin’ sufferin’ as the youth die young So ask yourself, is the lovin’ really gone?
So I could ask myself really what is goin’ wrong In this world that we livin’ in people keep on givin’ in Makin’ wrong decisions, only visions of them dividends Not respectin’ each other, deny thy brother A war is goin’ on but the reason’s undercover
The truth is kept secret, it’s swept under the rug If you never know truth then you never know love Where’s the love, y’all, come on? (I don’t know) Where’s the truth, y’all, come on? (I don’t know) Where’s the love, y’all?
People killin’, people dyin’ Children hurt, hear them cryin’ Can you practice what you preach Or would you turn the other cheek?
Father, Father, Father, help us Send some guidance from above ‘Cause people got me, got me questionin’ Where is the love (love)
Where is the love? (The love) Where is the love? (The love) Where is the love? (The love) Where is the love? (The love) Where is the love? (The love) Where is the love? (The love) Where is the love, the love, the love?
I feel the weight of the world on my shoulder As I’m gettin’ older, y’all, people gets colder Most of us only care about money makin’ Selfishness got us followin’ the wrong direction
Wrong information always shown by the media Negative images is the main criteria Infecting the young minds faster than bacteria Kids wanna act like what they see in the cinema, yo’
Whatever happened to the values of humanity? Whatever happened to the fairness and equality? Instead of spreading love we’re spreading animosity Lack of understanding, leading us away from unity
That’s the reason why sometimes I’m feelin’ under That’s the reason why sometimes I’m feelin’ down There’s no wonder why sometimes I’m feelin’ under Gotta keep my faith alive ’til love is found Now ask yourself
Where is the love? Where is the love? Where is the love? Where is the love?
Father, Father, Father, help us Send some guidance from above ‘Cause people got me, got me questionin’ Where is the love?
Sing with me y’all (one world, one world) We only got (one world, one world) That’s all we got (one world, one world) And something’s wrong with it (yeah) Something’s wrong with it (yeah) Something’s wrong with the wo-wo-world, yeah We only got (one world, one world) That’s all we got (one world, one world)
One of the things I love most about writing is that I am gradually rebuilding my confidence and realizing that I can be a good writer. In the past, especially during my younger years, I faced a lot of criticism about my writing. Those negative experiences led me to believe I wasn’t capable of writing well, and they made me feel self-conscious whenever I tried to express myself on paper.
Now, as I spend more time writing, I can feel myself becoming more comfortable and sure of my abilities. Every word I write helps me to see that I can convey my thoughts and ideas clearly. It’s a journey, but with every story or poem I create, I am learning to trust myself more and enjoy the process. Writing is not just about the end result for me; it’s also about finding my voice and healing from the doubts that held me back for so long.
I often think about how much I want to spend more time being creative every day. There are so many things I enjoy doing, drawing pictures, writing and working on different projects. When I get the chance to express myself through these activities, I always feel happier and more alive.
I often lose myself in art, reading, and sometimes writing. Creating art lets me express my feelings and imagination while reading transports me to different worlds and introduces me to diverse stories. Writing helps me articulate my thoughts and emotions. Together, these activities provide a creative outlet and help me connect with myself on a deeper level.
In the past year, I’ve experienced many positive events. One of the first was obtaining my Master’s degree in Special Education, and now I am actively looking for a job that will allow me to utilize my degree to its fullest potential.
Another positive event in my life is that I became friends with an amazing person, and I feel grateful to have met him. Every day, I appreciate the friendship we share, whether we’re just chatting about our day, exploring new activities together, or sharing our thoughts and dreams. His positivity and support have motivated me greatly, encouraging me to step out of my comfort zone and try new things. There have been countless moments filled with laughter and deep discussions that have enriched my life in ways I never anticipated. Knowing that I have such a reliable friend by my side gives me a sense of comfort and belonging. I truly cherish this friendship and look forward to all the adventures that lie ahead.
Over the past few months, I’ve noticed a significant shift in my writing journey. I have become more confident in my abilities, which has encouraged me to share my work with all of you. This openness has been both thrilling and a bit nerve-wracking, but each time I share, I learn and grow. The support I’ve received has motivated me to push my boundaries further and explore new topics and styles. I’m excited about this journey and look forward to continuing to improve and share more with you all!
Okay, this might shock some, but my favorite subject in school was math. I loved its clear-cut nature, where answers were definitive. There was something satisfying about solving problems and knowing I was right or wrong. Math provided a sense of order and logic that I found comforting.
Recently, I’ve begun to appreciate writing more. Initially, I saw it as subjective and ambiguous compared to math. However, as I explored poetry, storytelling, and essays, I discovered the beauty in its complexity. Writing allows for creativity and expression, enabling unique perspectives and emotions.
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2. When was your last field trip? The last field trip I had was when I went with my friend to paint the picture above 3. What is your favourite past time as an adult? My favorite pastime is creating art and lately I have been gaining confidence in my writing which is now starting to become a pastime. 4. Do people ask you for advice? Yes, I do have people coming to me for advice and at times it can be overwhelming, but I have learned to put up boundaries if needed and I actually like helping others.
Gratitude:
For being alive another day
For Friends who encourage me to take risk
For the ability to create art that brings me joy
For those family members who have my back
For my therapist who has been helping me overcome my anxieties.
