Then And NowThen, we would do the same thing every week.Now, I do something different every day.Then, university was something in the distance.Now, it's very real.Then, I was in denial.Now, I accept it.Then, all their worries were my worries too.Now, I couldn't care less.Then, I didn't appriciate what I had.Now, I regret not making the most of it.Then, people were always busy.Now, people are always free.
101 Things To DoEveryone dies at some timeSo make the most of your life while you've got itHere is what I suggest you do before Death comes knockingWrite a best-selling bookSwim with whales, dolphins and sharksWin an award, maybe an Oscar, maybe a GrammyCatch a fish with your bare handsMake a discovery and show it to the worldThrow a house party when your parents are outAnd don't get caughtBe part of a threesome; any three will doRealise your childhood dreamBe it flying to the moon or a Kenyan safariSee the New York skyline and learn an instrumentLeave your mark in graffitiExtra points if it doesn't get rubbed offChase a tornadoGet a piece of art into an exhibitionBe it the next Mona Lisa or an unmade bedMeet someone with your own nameAnd family doesn't countRide the world's biggest rollercoastersStage dive and crowd surf at a concertGet into the Guinness Book of RecordsOwn a pointless collectionRead the Karma Sutra at least onceAnd put the theory into practice more than once
VerbsBe. Do. Say. Walk. Run. Swim. Meet. Dive. Gallop. Fly.Watch. Look. See. Observe. Listen. Obey. Follow. Lead. Kill. Save.Rescue. Converse. Buy. Sell. Hoard. Kiss. Hug. Lie. Plant. Field.Play. Hide. Win. Lose. Punch.
I Stare Out Into The LakeI stare out into the lake.How I wish I was free.Fish swim beneath me.Fish do not fall in love.Fish do not get their hearts broken.Maybe this is how a fish feels when someone catches it.I feel the hook in my mouth, dragging me away.A kingfisher darts past me.So beautiful.I wonder if they fall in love.No kingfisher would cheat on their partner.Humans do.Humans are useless.Perhaps I should be a tree.Trees have no feelings.Trees would not feel this pain.But it must be a very dull life.I stare out into the lake.How I wish I was free.
Assignment: Write AnythingMerrick looked down at his shoes, avoiding eye contact with the two friends before him. He had no excuse for them. It was entirely his fault."I am so, so, so sorry," he whispered. He looked up and around the room. Even the books lining the shelves looked pissed off at him, like he was invading their territory, which in a way he was. Autobiographies, encyclopaedias, dictionaries, guidebooks and stories all glared at him."What are we meant to do now?" said Benvolio. "We're trapped in a damn library that stinks of damp and old people, or maybe just damp old people, I don't know. All I know is that I want to get out of here.""Keep calm," said Lorraine. She brushed some dirt off the sleeve of her suit jacket and looked at Merrick, who was still staring at his shoes. "Look mate, we're here and that's that. We just need to find a way out as soon as possible instead of standing here yelling about it." She whipped round and grabbed Benvolio by his tie. He choked."You," she said, her Lancash