Letters to Electra - Creativity Has Its Limits

9/4/14

Dear Electra,

As I said at the title of this letter, creativity has limits. Nobody knows that yet. For example, my creativity comes in a written form. I want to write as much as I can, but there's school to balance. Usually I try to fit in blogging times when I finish getting ready for school while I have a few minutes to spare or after I finish my homework.

Usual weekend night: Blogging, in my PJs, and my
depressed unicorn photobombing.

Dear New York, I need to visit you again!

I am here at school sitting down on the field for a 'charity for water' event. We're going to walk for thirty minutes and jump on the bouncy castle for thirty minutes. I'm in the group that start off with the bouncy castle. But unfortunately, I have the very feminine process that occurs once every month, so I'm writing on the grass next to my form teacher.



Hello again, Electra. We have just finished the walking part and I am puffed! I was running part of the time and while I was sprinting with a bottle of water in my left hand and a wet lunchbox on the opposite hand I had been 'cheered' on by some blonde girls from my class. I felt embarrassed but still continued to run. I am Marian, I can never be stopped! (Only if I do what's right .)


- M ★