I want to thank those who have been following this series as well as welcome to new readers. I hope you enjoy this series. Note: the one with the dark hair and clothes is me. Continue reading “Reflection Over Coffee #11”
Tag: Creative Writing
Reflection Over Coffee #10
This series has officially taken a turn. Due to the responses from last week, I have updated the series’ title and banner. Also, instead of me yapping my mouth off, I am going to let my comic book characters take over. I hope you enjoy this. Continue reading “Reflection Over Coffee #10”
I heard my voice
I have never watched a video of myself. Often times, I’m behind the camera, not in front of it. When I visited China more than a decade ago, I didn’t have a camera. Continue reading “I heard my voice”
Coffee House Ramble #9
In order to keep this series fresh, I have decided to take a different approach this week. I am going to perform the whole episode in the style of a comic strip. I hope you enjoy. Continue reading “Coffee House Ramble #9”
Coffee House Ramble #8
I would first like to apologize that I cannot be here today. I will most definitely be in my upper level Statistics class at the moment, probably counting down the 50 minutes until when I will be getting out to go to the bookstore and blow a few hundred bucks on textbooks. To tell you the truth, I would rather be in bed. I am not at all used to waking up this early.
But what can I say? All my classes this semester will be in the morning which means I will be getting up before dawn Monday to Friday. Weirdly, on the other hand, I’ve been looking forward to this semester. You may ask, “Why?”
In my heart, I have a feeling this semester will be different than the last. It will be better. For one, I am not taking any accounting classes this semester. I am taking business classes instead like management, marketing, information system, and of course statistics. For another, it’s just me going to school this semester, mom’s not tagging along, attempting to make my life miserable. She will pretty soon be working from day to night and I’ll be pretty much alone at home. I will get to have the car. I will get to stay at school for as long as I want and won’t have anyone texting me when I’ll be home. I just wish I get to go anywhere I want without mom knowing.
That will come at a cost though. Everything comes at a cost. Mom will be cranky and irritable. She doesn’t want to work and yet money’s her best friend. Don’t look at me, I didn’t tell her to take so many jobs.
I’ve made myself a promise at the end of last semester that I will enjoy this semester, that I will make an effort to make friends, to social, to network. I just hope I can live with this promise.
In case you missed last time:
Coffee House Ramble #7
Hey, what was up with last week? I was so excited but you never show up?
Didn’t you read my post? I was celebrating 1000th post and I thought I’d do something memorable.
Oh, and I’m not memorable?
No, I didn’t say that but you are a weekly event and I need something that says “Special announcement!” Anyway, how was your break?
Eh.
That bad, huh?
[shrugs] So it’s the new year, you got any goals? Resolutions?
[shrug] I used to make New Year Resolutions but it seems like the more I make them, the more I promise myself to do something, the more I would end up not doing it. Like last year, I told myself, “You will exercise, keep exercising until you reach your ideal weight.” I think I did it a week or at least until my body was so sore that I could barely move and I just gave up. You can see that I have a problem with commitment.
You can do that again this year, just keep telling yourself and maybe now that you have a treadmill, it’ll be easier. Didn’t you say you had to drive somewhere else to go to the gym? [Nodding] Well, now you don’t. Maybe you’ll finally achieve your ideal weight.
Okay, I see you’ve got a good point there. Maybe that was the obstacle all along. Maybe I will finally reach my dream goal. For now though, I think my main goal of 2016 is to finish my degree and graduate college for the second time. So do you have any goals this year?
[laughs] I’m in your head, remember? Your goals are my goals.
[laugh] Oh right.
In case you missed last time:
Dear Mom
I am writing this letter because there’s been lots on my mind and living with you hadn’t made it any easier. I also want to I’m sorry I’ve been a little cranky lately. I know I should say it to your face instead of writing it here but let’s face it, I can never do that. You’d say I deserve it and give me one of your a-waste-of-time lectures. Continue reading “Dear Mom”
Coffee House Ramble #6
So we are four days from Christmas and evidently, my special friend thinks it’s high time for a break. Therefore, she’s not coming. It’s just me. Continue reading “Coffee House Ramble #6”
Coffee House Ramble #5
Can I just have warm water this time instead? I haven’t been exactly feeling like myself during the last few days. Continue reading “Coffee House Ramble #5”
Flash Fiction: Freezing
“We’re going to freeze to death!” I squeal as I pile two more blankets over me, constructing a sort of tent. I have never been so cold in my life. It is the end of January, my teeth clatter as I bring myself dangerously close to the space heater. Continue reading “Flash Fiction: Freezing”
Coffee House Ramble #4
Before we begin, I just want to announce: the title for this blog has officially changed. It is no longer “A Simple Life.” From today on, it will be known as “Just Another Story.” You can go to the new about page to find out more about the new name for the blog. Continue reading “Coffee House Ramble #4”
Coffee House Ramble #3
Where is she? I’ve been staring at my watch for the past 30 minutes. What’s worse than a no-show is making someone wait, don’t you agree? I’ve actually written a short post on this very topic but just haven’t published. Continue reading “Coffee House Ramble #3”
Coffee House Ramble #2
Wow, you’re back, I’m surprised! Continue reading “Coffee House Ramble #2”
Coffee House Ramble
Okay, let’s picture this situation. Continue reading “Coffee House Ramble”
A Scene in a Classroom
6:10 pm, November 12, 2015, twenty-some, five, including me, women and the rest men sat in U-shaped row lecture room. Continue reading “A Scene in a Classroom”
Express Myself…
The answer is so obvious, isn’t it? I write. Before that, I whine and of course, nobody likes a whiner and by whining, not only did it not make me feel better but it made me feel worse. Continue reading “Express Myself…”
To Overcome a Fear
Everybody have fears in them and sometimes it may be silly, serious, small, or large. Fear lives within everyone. However, if you try hard enough to conquer those fears, you can ultimately become fearless. Continue reading “To Overcome a Fear”
The Difference Between…
I have been called stubborn by multiple individuals with my mom and her friends occupying about 85% of those individuals. Sometimes it’s a compliment while sometimes, it’s just plain mean because they are using the word out of context. Continue reading “The Difference Between…”
The Spirit Rocks [Full Story]
There are two rocks in the field not far behind the cemetery. Everyone calls them the “Spirit Rocks” because they believe on every Summer Solstice, when the barrier between our and the spirit world is at its weakest, spirits would cross into our world to complete their businesses. Continue reading “The Spirit Rocks [Full Story]”
One Liner Challenge
I have been nominated by Charles French – Words Reading and Writing for this interesting challenge. Continue reading “One Liner Challenge”
The Painting
“Smile at the camera, guys!” Julio stared into the camera with a wide smile while Aisha and Clarity were curiously looking down at something else. I could say that after a round of face-painting and painting, the children had fun. “What are you girls looking at?” I asked. Aisha held up her work proudly.
“Wow!” I complimented. It was a picture made entirely of glitter, from the sparkly silver moon to the dark blue water, beautifully depicted. “Hold it up, Aisha.” She did and I snapped a picture. “It is wonderful, Aisha.” I took the picture and pinned it on the classroom wall, “and I think it belongs here where everyone can see.”
Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers: Annabelle
She stood at the edge of the pond. Continue reading “Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers: Annabelle”
It Must Be Summer
The room was utterly quiet as I opened my eyes and registered to the fact that it was morning, Saturday morning to be precise.
Continue reading “It Must Be Summer”
