Daisy: What do you feel is your greatest accomplishment?
Hollyhock: Describe your ideal day.
Lavender: What’s your favorite thing about yourself?
And last but not least
Sweet Pea: How much sleep did you get last night? (Be careful about this one lol)
Thanks for asking!
Daisy: What do you feel is your greatest accomplishment?
My greatest accomplishment... Off the top of my head:
When I was 10, there was a poetry competition in our school, and you could either say someone else's poem or a poem you made yourself, and the poem had to be about nature. I decided to make my own, named it Flower and said it there. Four of the judges (teachers) and the 30+ contestants (other students) heard my poem, about Flowers, and everyone loved it. Everyone said I should win, including the other girl who was the only other competetor (she had said William Shakespeare's poem) for first place. ONE judge, I think she was the head of English, said that mine didn't flow as well or didn't sound as good as this other girl, who said an actual poet's well known poem. EVERYONE said that I should win, including her, mentioning that it was my own so obviously it might not sound just as good off the bat, but she refused to budge and I got second place. My parents were very salty back then because it was my own poem and it was so good that there was a vote between me and the other girl and everyone voted for me but that one judge just. I don't know. I suppose it wasn't a democracy, even though that's what they'd said it was. I got second place, and then they never gave me a certificate for it. I'm salty about it now but back then 10.year old me was just so happy that everyone was on my side. Everyone knew who the actual winner was (me) but that teacher was in a world where only her thoughts on "someone's own beautiful poem doesn't matter as much as a dead poet from some hundred or so years ago poem being said nicely" mattered and unfortunately that world was ours that day. But yeah. I was better and I know that well. It did effect me tho because some point after that day I stopped sharing my poems as much, even though it was one of my first really good poems that I was very proud of.
(Sorry the saltiness arose with that story😅 I'm sure there are better achievements but this one always comes to my mind first)
Hollyhock: Describe your ideal day.
Wake up before the sun rises and go on a nice walk as it rises, make a poem, code until about 9:30, make myself food and watch a movie while I eat (if I'm hungry), have a shower, write for a bit, draw, read something, organise stuffs, go out and enjoy the evening air and write a poem, spend time with my family, have dinner (if I'm hungry), go in some new rabbit hole and info dump, write, read, art, go to bed 1AMish (fall asleep close to 3AM with ideas in my head), repeat.
And Tumblr happens at like. All time. (I don't put Tumblr on a schedule)😄
Lavender: What's your favourite thing about yourself?
My chaos and alienness and insanity. All of its technically one big intertwined thing so...
Sweet Pea: How much sleep did you get last night:
Ouch. Fear fear fear. Abort.
I slept at about 12AM. Woke up at...
I slept about 5 and half hours, I believe. Actually, less than that, perhaps? I woke up twice or thrice this night and it took me between thirty minutes and an hour and half to fall asleep, I believe (Sorry, Remsha, but I'm supposed to be honest in this)









