More Than Passing Judgement

Writing 101, Day Seventeen: Your Personality on the Page– What are you scared of? Address one of your worst fears. If you’re up for a twist, write this post in a style that’s different from your own. This isn’t a fear as such, it is something that bothers me.

Wherever I go there will be someone that dislikes me,

I’m judged even before I utter a word and I honestly don’t have time to care,

I won’t lose any hair or shed a tear,

We all make passing judgements; I’ve done my fair share,

It’s the fact that people pretend to like me that I cannot bear,

Keep the conversation to a minimum; give me a second glance or stare,

I think that would be pretty fair,

It’s closed mindedness and hate that is spread for invalid reasons that I fear,

When someone establishes their hate for someone and the reason behind it is invalid or unclear,

You talk to someone for a minute and all of a sudden they are hated,

There’s me thinking this type of behaviour was out dated,

I first came across this behaviour when I was in school,

Its funny how so many of my peers thought it was cool,

Now that I’m older it seems people have only become bolder,

Take the time to get to know me and maybe you will understand my point of view,

If you don’t like me its okay; I wish you well with whatever you do,

I do not live my life to be rated or dwell on being hated by a few.
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The Day I Found My Mojo

Writing 101, Day Thirteen: Serial Killer II Write about finding something. For your twist, view day four’s post and today’s post as installments in a series. 

Read my Day Four post here

Mojo found his way back to me in no time, he never let’s me down! I woke up feeling like myself again and when I looked over my shoulder he was right there beside me. Coincidentally my insomnia has been cured!

Mojo bought me a box of my favourite chocolates, unfortunately I cannot eat chocolate anymore. Nevertheless I’m happy to have my motivation back, now its time to go in for the kill!!
mojo-and-chocoOh looks its Mojo and a box of choco!

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The Sweet ‘n’ Sour Fruit Tale Part 1

Writing 101, Day Twelve: (Virtual) Dark Clouds on the Horizon: Write a post inspired by a real-world conversation.

This conversation took place 5 years ago, it is a true story and I still remember it to this day. We’ll call these two Arnold and Beth. They clicked from day one; Arnold found beauty in the way Beth spoke and Beth felt comfortable in Arnold’s presence. Beth struggled to express how she truly felt, so she hid behind her sarcasm and witty remarks. One day Beth started talking in riddles to display her affection. Arnold didn’t look at her like she was crazy or question her sanity, he riddled with her!

“We need to talk”.

“Okay then let’s talk”.

“There is this fruit and sometimes it can be sweet and on the rare occasion its sour. I don’t know which one I’m getting on a daily basis. I’m uncertain if this fruit is constantly this sweet or if it’s only around me. I don’t know if I should bother with this fruit or if I should throw it away. What do you think?”.

“First you need to ask yourself if this fruit gives you food for thought. If you feel like you are stuck in between the fruit being sweet or sour, maybe you should open the fruit up more and then you’ll get to know it a little better”.

” In a way the fruit does give me food for thought, I wouldn’t bother with it if it didn’t. The fruit is intriguing and I think about it a lot. I’m told I keep my guard up, but if I knew more about the fruit, then the fruit may end up finding out more about me”.

” I think you explained it in the best way. Its the fear of not knowing enough about the fruit apart from the sweet layer that makes you wonder if there is anything beneath this layer. I’m pretty sure the fruit would like to know if there are anymore layers to a particular fruit just as much as you do”.

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Arnold attempted to let Beth know how he felt in the past and she pushed him away. Beth hoped the riddling session would open new doors, however she somehow slipped back into her old ways. Arnold was left in a confused state of mind yet again and the sweet ‘n’ sour fruit tale continued!

The Perfect View

Writing 101, Day 2: Just A View If you had the power to get somewhere — anywhere — where would you go right now?

Would you believe me if I said I’d never been on a plane before? I can’t believe it myself! I’m longing to get on a plane and this year I’m making it happen. I’m far from nervous about jumping on a plane. The destination is irrelevant, I would be happy just stepping foot on a one!

I can only imagine how it feels to be high in the sky and glancing down at the breathtaking view.

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Once the plane lands; I’d slowly walk down the stairs and then I’d find a convenient spot to compose myself. I would stand still for a few moments; taking in long deep breaths as I questioned whether or not I was still asleep.

I can only dream right now…Get me on a plane ASAP! Right after I get some sleep! My body is exhausted, my mind is restless, yet my hands are still able to type away…

Insomnia, what did I ever do to you?

A Letter To The Unknown

Writing 101, Day 5: Be Brief You discover a letter on a path that affects you deeply. Today, write about this encounter.

I quickly turned around to see if I could catch a glimpse of the person that had left the letter behind, but there was no one around. I carefully read through the letter as I tried to figure out who could have possibly sent it.

The letter wasn’t addressed to anyone using a specific name; the sender hadn’t signed their name and they didn’t leave any contact details either. Perhaps the sender didn’t want to reveal their identity and they were afraid of the response?

Perhaps the recipient darted off in disperse after being taken aback by the content in the letter and left it behind? I wonder how the recipient is coping right now, I can’t imagine how they must be feeling! How do I trace either of these people? I have so many questions and there’s no one present to answer them.

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Yesterday I Lost My Mojo

Writing 101, Day 4: The Serial KillerWrite about a loss: something (or someone) that was part of your life

I have no idea where he is! I lost him somewhere between my workplace and my house. The last time I checked he was sitting comfortably in my pocket whilst he guided me throughout my day. I’m not myself today! Positive energy is still flowing through me, but things aren’t the same without my Mojo!

He has disappeared before and returned shortly after, so I know I won’t need to send out a search party. In the beginning I assumed he would always be by my side, now I’ve come to realise that he needs time alone too. Most days I’m blessed with his strong presence as he motivates me and pushes me to the limit.

I woke up in the middle of the night to see if he had returned and he was nowhere to be seen. I didn’t wake up in the morning feeling invigorated, instead I felt frustrated and a tad bit lost.

He isn’t one for words and this is his way of addressing the fact that I need to make a change. Mojo knows that it’s only a matter of time before I’m back on track. Once I’ve completely reevaluated my goals he will make an appearance. We all need time to recuperate and reevaluate and I guess today is that day for me!

Here is a photo of him in case you were wondering what he looks like!

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How can I stay mad at this cute little fella? 🙂 I need my Mojo back!

Photo credit: http://about.me/julientromeur