Photo from Colourbox I haven't talked about why I was in Unity and what I learned about people and myself while I was there. Leah, my roommate is suffering from BPD. I told her about KDP (Kindle Direct Publishing) and people that I've met and heard about at PCC. She told me, "I quit a [...]
Author: Laika Constantino
Trust Einstein to make you use your imagination as a grown up
Folklore
Taylor Swift drops her latest album as a surprise on July 24th 2020. Swift says in an Instagram post: "Most of the things I had planned this summer didn’t end up happening, but there is something I hadn’t planned on that DID happen. And that thing is my 8th studio album, folklore. Surprise! Tonight at [...]
What I learned about myself by playing Avakin Life?
When I first started playing Avakin Life, I wasn't in the best light. I was very down and depressed. I didn't even wanted to talk to anyone but I did learn a few things as I progressed up each level. I learned that I have a keen eye for fashion. I started applying the styles [...]
Why I related to Marilyn Monroe’s struggles?
There's only so much that a woman can do in any decade or era. Marilyn Monroe is just one of the many women who came before me. In society, women are made to fight against each other in order to win the acceptance of others. But what for? I don't think there's so much that [...]
The Clique
I haven't seen this film in a long time. I was living in the UK and I wasn't even a teenager yet when I first saw the film. It is one of the films that I enjoyed watching as a kid. I remember seeing the film for the very first time. It has everything that [...]
Cooking Mama
When I was a little girl, I would play Cooking Mama on my Nintendo DS. It is a favorite of mine. I learned from the game that it takes time for something to happen and that it won't happen by magic. The game was something that kept my mind off the pressures of being perfect [...]
Speech Therapy
I sat down by the blocks and began to play with it. It was something that I could do while I waited for the therapy session to begin. I curled my lips into a smile as I fit all of the pieces together. A tall brunette haired woman walked into the room as I felt [...]
Mr American Boy
when she broke his heart, she broke it harD. yet, i was the one he blamed for her actIons. he was desperate for a yell-back girL. it didn't matter to him when all that i couLd smell is the whiskey in his breath. see? i'm nOt the one to blame. wheN the fault is on [...]
The First Date
She’s his Bonnie Parker Wanting that thrill ride He’s her Shakespeare Acting out a fairytale
Twelve
There was, this saying That all good things Must come to an end, And things starts to bend. There are walls built, To stand the hurricanes. At twelve, Bridges are crossed Mountains are climbed But often play pretend As we go 'bout the day Our minds tend to evolve. Everyone has their monsters That they [...]
Fireplace
My mind is Blonde. I don't run out of love When I held the glass of bubbly in my left. Beautiful blue, greens by the fireplace While our children howl under the moonlight and the stars, And the atmosphere of how we fell apart. I don't have the heart to lie to you. You should [...]
Heartless Theatre
In 2016, I was cast as one of the Players in Hillsboro, OR’s HART Theatre’s production of Tom Stoppard’s Rosencrantz and Guildenstern are Dead. I had fun learning about American Theatre through the Theatre Company. I was my own version of Clara Bow but leaning towards Elle Woods and Regina George. It was all fun [...]
Blind and Naïve
Back in the Summer of 2016, I've bumped into a guy and his dog. I didn't ask for his name because I couldn't careless. The guy was tall like a skyscraper but he seemed a little off to me. He seemed so down somehow. I had a feeling that he was having relationship problems. It [...]
I FOUND MY OLD JOURNALS!!!
I found my old journals. The ones that I’ve written story ideas and my notes on Women’s Roles Throughout the Decades that I’ve never even finished at all. It’s great to just read them and see the things that I was into when I was young. They smell like dust and were inside my closet [...]
American Boy
Photo from PublicDomainPictures.net American Boy, My name in his lips To curse, to burn. I was only nothing. American Boy, Full of pride But nothing else In his cold heart. Oh, how dumb I was? I fell for An American Boy With a mind like his.
