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Welcome to the Gallery, I put what I'd like in here.I don't have much else to say at the momentso I took out the old ones because I hate it but!
the personal narrative that just about everyone thinks is good other than myself is still here! along with it's (totally not from an assignment) reflection (that I did not do for a grade)

• The View From Room 758
• Reflection on The View From Room 758
• Eco Speech
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Reflection on The View From Room 758

Since The View From Room 758 is a school assignment I had to do reflection questions on it, and I think they provide some good author's commentary...or something like thatslightly edited to be just a tad bit less awkward to read...__
What do I see as the strengths in my personal narrative:I think my figurative language and symbolism worked well in the narrative, as well as the personification of the lights.Copy and pasted my favorite line(s) and explained why they are my favorite/most powerful/most important:“before being drawn back to the lights and the warmth.”I personally like this one because I heavily associate love with warmth, which if you know before reading it makes the entire thing seem a lot cooler.“The coldness of the indoors tried to call me back inside, I didn’t hesitate to ignore it this time.”I like this one for almost the same reason, since I associate warmth with love, and love with the stars/lights–it makes the hotel room a pretty neat metaphor for god. (Which obviously also makes the entire thing seem a lot cooler if you knew that before reading it)“I loved and grieved this moment.”This one takes a lot of explaining, because it’s probably the second most important/powerful line to me. I loved everything about that moment, but I knew then–and I still vividly remember this feeling now–that I wouldn’t have another moment just like that ever again. It’s like falling in love for the first time, truly falling in love.“You’re beautiful,” I said to them, tears staining my face despite my lips stuck in a smile.They spoke back to me, keeping me close in the warmth of the night,“So are you.”This ties into the last line’s explanation, it’s like falling in love–or more accurately realizing you were in love. I didn’t realize that God wasn’t real, I came to terms with it. And using my favorite analogy of love it’s like breaking up with your abusive boyfriend and being with someone who actually cares about you. (Not to say that God doesn’t care, believe what you wanna believe. This is just my personal opinion)What things did I have trouble with in writing this piece:It was mostly trying not to outwardly state the theme, as well as having human enough dialogue between me and the lights.But for what it’s worth, it was difficult writing about the topic in general–especially that moment. It felt sacred to me, I didn’t want to mess it up or make the story overly cheesy/cringey. I think I did the stars justice with it.If I could work on this writing further, what would I do:Make more analogies with love and warmth and such. It’s never truly complete until I have written every biblical reference stored in my brain. To be fair, I didn’t realize I made the hotel room a metaphor for god until after I had written it in full–but nobody else has to know that. I wish I could have spent more time harnessing that idea while actually writing it, but it is how it is.How well does this paper demonstrate my strengths as a writer:I think it demonstrates my ability to take already special moments and really emphasize the things that made it special or different. It’s a good demonstration of me giving every little thing a personality trait or some sort of analogy or metaphor to symbolize it (love and warmth with the stars, darkness and cold with God).It also does a good job showing my “human enough” dialogue

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dies foreverokay, not gonna frequent this as much but11/30/23 - Carrd Updateredoing it all, I added the gallery and my narrative for my english class, The View From Room 758, along with any other stories I could nab.12/1/23 - Carrd Updatechanged the doodle, might be an almost daily thing. fixed the date on my first log (11/30/29 -> 11/20/23). Added the reflection question I did for my english class on my narrative to the gallery.12/4/23 - Random Life UpdateI'm writing about computer viruses completely separate from CD now, mostly based on real life viruses (namely the ILY virus. We'll see if anything comes of that).also, I really need triple A batteries. Someone remind me to look for those lateralso current list of what the doodle links have been:
-the original Josh Hutcherson whistle edit
-funky town low detail 10 hours
-Nyan Cat 10 hours1/11/24happy new year!
new things:
APOD website linked on the main page with my thoughts about it
removed old writing (sorry to the zero people that liked it)
added a photos section!6/11/24happy pride you queersanyway, added a link to all my OC tiktoks n such, along with the AIWIH slideshow with a placeholder link until I actually finish it

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The View From Room 758

Like a soul, I am an eclectic mess of a thing. I am alone in a world full of logic and emotion, with nothing but the stars to comfort me.But the stars were different here, I had no north star to find my way. I felt abandoned by the lights in the sky I was once familiar with. This wouldn’t have happened if I didn’t start questioning things I would think to myself. Just accept it–all of it. You’re not alone.I didn’t know when or why I started questioning my faith, my entire life I’ve been vaguely Christian. I didn’t go to church, but I remember a few times in my childhood where my Mom told me she was praying.I stepped outside onto the balcony, looking at the lights of the city below. It caught me in a warm embrace, like it had been waiting for me this whole time. I felt conflicted, almost getting up and turning back to the cold, lonely hotel room. I had my door on the handle for a minute, before being drawn back to the lights and the warmth.“Why do you feel so alone?” the lights seemed to ask me. The question perplexed me. I had an answer, one that I didn’t really like.“God is supposed to be all loving, I don’t feel very loved,” I spoke out loud, sitting in one of the chairs with my knees hugged up to my chest, “Did I do something wrong?”The words seemed to linger in the air, a brief silence between me and the lights. Part of me hated this, hated the fact I had the audacity to play the victim.“Of course not,” The lights said back to me. “You’re just being yourself”I sat there for a moment. I was just being myself. The idea of one all powerful creature, supposedly loving of all, never sat right with me. It's an endless one-sided relationship. I would do everything I could to please God and he would show me nothing in return.“You can love God, but there’s no God to love you,” The lights stated, completing my thoughts. Once again the silence lingered, this time with the echo of what the lights had said to me. There’s no God to love you. It wasn’t a bad thing, we both knew that to some degree. The coldness of the indoors tried to call me back inside, I didn’t hesitate to ignore it this time.“Then who does?” I asked, not meaning a real person. I meant something incomprehensible to my brain that was watching over me all the time . I knew there had to be something out there.“We do,” they said to me–wiping away a tear I hadn’t noticed was there. “us and the stars.”I didn’t say anything, I simply gazed upon the lights and the stars–knowing that they were doing the same to me. For the first time in months I felt loved. Not by family or friends or even my own lover, but the constant feeling of love being poured onto me from above. Not from the heavens, but from the stars. From Polaris and Proxima Centauri and even Crux. They had waited so long for me to look back up at them the same way they looked down at me. The lights too had love to give, holding me close despite our physical distance. I loved and grieved this moment. I would sit there all night if I could. I would be fine walking back into the cold, dark hotel room. It meant nothing to me now.“You’re beautiful,” I said to them, tears staining my face despite my lips stuck in a smile.They spoke back to me, keeping me close in the warmth of the night,“So are you.”

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Hello! Hi! welcome to I like taking pictures sometimes and I'm going to share the ones I think are pretty with you.


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you being...whoever bothers to read these.My carrd is like a more aesthetic diary....so have fun with that thought

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Eco Speech

for a little bit of context, when I do read this (or read this depending on when your reading this) I'll be wearing a suit and tie
also yes I'm posting another school assignment shut upthe prompt I was given was this"The world as we know it is ending. Humans have destroyed earth and it’s time to move on and begin with a fresh start. Only FIVE people will be chosen to restart the perfect society... "

When you see me, you might see me as the weird kid who has either too little or too much to say. You might see me simply as a fellow classmate. Some of you see me as your friend. Personally I see myself as an egoistic queer with nothing to lose by going first.Don’t let the appearance fool you, I am not normally this formal. I would have walked up here in jeans and a t-shirt if I didn’t have enough commitment to the bit. Actually I have enough commitment to the bit that I made a web page to go along with this, because what better way to write a speech to prove that I’m qualified than to do way more than I was asked to?Extreme method acting, it works.Anyway, while no I am not usually this formal it doesn’t mean I’m not well put together. Not to brag but I’ve been on high honors since sixth grade and I don’t plan to fail now. I see myself as a visionary, someone who has an idea for something better–I just need the support to make it happen.For those of you who don’t know me too well–despite my constant yapping–I’m also an aspiring teacher and artist. Well really it’s more aspiring teacher than aspiring artist–I already make art. I want to help people learn more about the world, and specifically English because let's be honest, who likes math or science enough to teach it? My creative spark was given to me by my past English teachers, and I would be honored to carry down that flame.My goal is to bring us to a better future in the new world. You might be thinking “that’s everyone’s goal idiot,” and you would be fair in thinking that. What sets me apart is that I’m basing our future on the past. Some of you may recall a time where everyone saw the future as bright, bubbly, and green. The 2000s were certainly a time, but they had a good idea there. Imagine looking out your window, not having to worry about the oncoming threat of climate change and global conflict. The future they imagined back then–more than two decades ago–is so much better than what we have now. Look at the world around you. Is this truly somewhere we can happily call home without any critiques? Is this really what they promised us when we were growing up? Is this really what we strived to become?I have a vision for the new world–one that takes the fantasy of just about every company in the 2000s and makes it reality. I will call our new world Eco, and I will die before I let it fall to the same fate this world did.First off, my priority is to give everyone a level playing field. I want everyone to have easy access to accommodations. Nobody should have to suffer for their situation, or a condition. Unfortunately that’s not how it is here. Everywhere you go it’s “fly high!” and “you’ve got this!”, and they clip your wings and tell you to “do better”. It’s a cruel and terrible way to live. On Eco, I’d rather say to try the best you can, because the best you can is good enough. Everyone on Eco has a chance to spread their wings, and whether you can soar up to outer space or need a bit of help making it above the rooftops, I am going to fight to give that right to you.This is also why I plan to make health care much more affordable, if not completely free. You know, I think it’s a little messed up that some people have to put back medications or stop picking up prescriptions that they need simply because they don’t have enough money. Personally I don’t think we should be placing prices on human lives, and I know that deep down you don’t either. Think of the millions of people that wouldn’t have to suffer if we didn’t sell things to literally help us live at such a high price! I don’t even want to stop at healthcare–I want to provide housing to everyone on Eco. I don’t think I have to point out the fact that there are millions of homeless people, and that we are constantly trying to take away the very little amount of things they have left. There are benches specifically designed to keep people from sleeping on them, because god forbid someone wants someplace to rest for just one night–and we dare say that we are a great nation, or a great planet?Now, some of you might be thinking “Kada, how does this benefit us at all?” First off, I wanna say that it’s a little selfish to only think about yourself compared to the things I just mentioned, but I would too if I was in your situation. I want to place some of my attention on the school system as well. Don’t get me wrong, learning about new things is fun and as I’ve stated before has inspired me to become a teacher myself, but I’ll be damned if I say I like coming to school.On Eco, I want to remove standardized testing. All it does is generate loads of stress for something that isn’t even worth half of your grade, and for what? Something nice for colleges to look at and say “wow! This kid really knows how to prove that a shape is a parallelogram!” I get that it makes sense for some classes–I take AP world history and as much as I despise the tests I know that it’s fair–but for a majority of things it’s just pointless. Unless you’re planning a career in Chemistry or Math, what’s the point? I think common assessments, like the one we did for this class, are much better. We were all given a task, and told to do it within a few days. That’s pretty much how the real world works isn’t it? You have access to resources, tools, and other people. They don’t lock you in a room for three hours while you work with no materials and tell you to do something–or maybe they do and I’ll look into fixing that too! We need to stop pretending like we aren’t surrounded by tools that can help us. I mean pretty much all of us have phones, no matter how old or new they may be. They are literally tiny little supercomputers designed to help us! I’m not saying tests should be gone completely–they are still helpful in some regard–but to weigh one's potential based on a bunch of questions on knowledge that realistically they’ll only need a few times in their life outside of school is ridiculous.Lastly, I think I should address the name of this new world. “Eco”. Believe it or not it’s based on an aesthetic from the 2000s. The way they depicted things was brighter, bubblier, and better. The key part of this notion that we could someday live in a world like that?__An “Eco” friendly environment.See what I did there?The name Eco pays homage to the key part of this world. Renewable energy, clean energy is what I plan to use in the new world. By naming the new world Eco, I have forever engraved our goal, our hopes, our dreams. Eco is a fresh start, a blank slate, a pure land–untainted by the greed and selfishness of this world, for Eco isn’t just one person’s home, it is our home–even if only a select few of you will ever live to see it. You get the pride in dying knowing that you’ve given the future generations a chance. Don’t listen to what the snake tells you, this is not an unbreakable cycle. You can be the deciding factor in whether the new world prospers, or whether it rots the same way this one did.To all of you, I am simply a fish out of water, desperately flipping and flopping trying to get someone to put me into a place I belong–that place being Eco. You all are the hands that can lift me off the cold ground, and back into the water–or you can simply watch as my flame dies out and I am forgotten to this world. If you choose to help me, I give you my deepest thanks–and if you don’t then just know I don’t take it personally. If the stars have destined me to live on, and shine a light down a new path then I will take that opportunity and I will not let go of it until it is ripped out of my cold dead hands, And if they have destined me to stay here, then place me in my casket tonight–for I would much rather die not knowing the outcome of the new world than learn that it failed when I could have done something to fix itEco is out there, waiting for us to come home. Let me be the one to take you there.

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