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The mod definitely didn’t intend to have asks off this whole time. Asks have been off anyway until just now. Knock yourselves out~

Mod also didn’t intend to not reblog fanwork(!!) to this blog but the queue’s prepared for tomorrow. You’re all awesome.

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Updates from this year no longer say 2016. Apologies for any confusion!

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WATCH OUT!!! The SCIENCE of ACCEPTANCE and DISAGREEMENT. #blognote #ebook #opinion #jahliftmusic #JESUS (at Ago Palace Way Okota, Lagos. Nigeria, Near Century Hotel)

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Update

Hey, everyone.  Just wanted to give you guys a little update.

I'm doing better, symptom wise.  I think I'm through all of the withdrawal symptoms now, though of course my pain issues are never ceasing.  Since I couldn't do any schoolwork while I was really struggling with medications, I've now had to try to scramble and finish final exams.   I'm currently in the middle of a really difficult take-home final.  (I've been working on it for three days and have solved half of one problem so far.  It's been rough.)  So, yeah, pretty much all of my energy has been going towards basic self-care, basic mandatory housework, and this exam.

The exam is due in a couple days, so then I should be able to get back to actually writing some posts again.  In particular, I do really want to share my experiments in typing with eye gaze technology, probably on my assistive tech blog, but I will post a link here.  (I've gotten multiple messages about it, and I absolutely share your enthusiasm!  But it will have to wait until I finish this exam.)  All other messages are currently going unanswered for the same reason.  It's just all that I can do to take care of myself and try to pass this final right now.  I am okay, and I will be back to blogging.  It's just been a rough couple weeks.

[thecatbunnydiaries]

Blognote #1

These past few weeks, I’ve been losing my faith in Poetry. Or rather, I’ve been losing faith in my ability to write good poetry. There is a massive difference to how I understood Poetry before I enrolled in my Comparative Literature and Creative Writing classes and how I understand it now. Back then, I had the naive preconception that it’s all just about emotion and working around a concept and playing with images. I kind of want to kick myself for thinking that it was going to be easy and that I was not going to have any trouble with it. I was wrong and stupid for thinking so because as the weeks and sessions passed by, little by little I started realizing that it’s actually the most complex of all the literary genres. I started having an identity crisis, started looking at all my past poems with disgust, started questioning my skills and lack thereof. In other words, I started having this constant cloud of fear hovering above my head because I was burdened with the thought that I no longer have what it takes to be a poet.

That little cloud of self-doubt didn’t go away even as I kept on writing poems to submit for my CW100 class. Each time I sent an email to my professor with a poem attached, I would get mini anxiety attacks that lasted for no longer than 5 minutes but even with their short duration, they were very painful and made me feel very small. I deemed my poems unworthy of being read by my professor, especially when she’s one of the best poets in the country right now. I felt like she would be utterly turned off by my weak attempts and that one day, she’d tell me to focus on another genre because Poetry’s not just for me.

But today, the universe proved me wrong. Today, the universe believed in me. Or rather -- today, Ma’am Isabel Mooney [my professor’s name sounds like a dream] told me that out of all the students in her class, I have the most potential in Poetry if I just persevere. I think my stomach jumped a little bit when I heard her say my name and it felt uncomfortable being the center of my classmates’ attention but I was filled with overwhelming joy I couldn’t even tell myself to breathe properly. It was a surreal moment, to be reminded of my potential when I was on the brink of giving up, when I thought of myself as the worst.

I guess sometimes, the universe also decides to root for us. I hope I don’t disappoint.

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Update 10/19/15: We have successfully carried on as Original Photo-a-Day for At Least Six Months! Now we are going to look for cool stuff to reblog, with some originals thrown in.

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022315 Staring outside as the sun sets behind the silhouette of the city's skyline.