Ello! I’m Clev, and I’m going to be sharing some of my writing from this month - hope you enjoy
also I’m going to be very inactive hehe

#thrillerftw

Daily 7/2 future letter that is unsurprisingly perosnal

Hi future me, it’s me from the past

Ok I’m just going to skip the polite gestures and get into the letter because right now I’m not feeling it also the flight starts boarding soon so I need to finish quick

I hope that I can change my ways. That is the main goal of summer, I think. Also my writing is really dry right now.

I’ve introduced myself as a procrastinator for who knows how long and I really really need to stop: I’m trusting you, ok? This is my life and I do NOT want to keep wasting it.

Think about it: would you rather spend your time scrolling mindlessly on yt during the afternoon and Sitting on your computer for hours while not even doing work, while the next day you scramble to do your homework on the car ride to school? To be honest that’s embarrassing.

I’m not doing that EVER again

No more YouTube, no more doing scratch to waste my time, IM NIT DOING THAT AGain

And when you’re reading this I HOPE YOURE HAPPY AND CHANGES YOUR WAYS

and also I need to stop acting like you’re a different person from me because I am literally you and I AM IN CONtrol. No more fake joking. My goal for this session is to allot my time well, achieve my academic and personal goals, and DONT WASTE TIME DOING RANDOM THINGS.

When I read this, I hope that I’m laughing because I successfully turned it around. If you didn’t then I’m ashamed of you………

Ok let’s move on.

Ok so for academic goals by the end of summer (that’s when I’mma read this):

1. Successfully complete my summer homework (math, and two books) before the weekend before schoo, starts, which INCLUDES ANNOTATING AND PREPARING MY THOUGHTS AND NOR PROCRASTINSTING
2. Start brainstorming what I want to do college wise

7/9 hero’s journey outline (feel free to make this anything you want)

1. You wake up from an intense and vivid dream - something about two factions, a war, and an invitation? It all feels extremely weird.
2. You sit up, and realize: this is an unfamiliar, strikingly white room. You have an emotional outbreak and try to get out, but the door is locked.
3. You wait, and the door opens. A man (teen?) wearing a black jacket comes out and introduces himself as Flick. He tells you about two factions: red and blue. They are fighting and warring right now, and he wants you to join his team (red).
4. You are very confused, but deny his invitation. It’s bad to jump into things, and you want to go back home. However, Flick has prepared for this and then he locks you in the room for 111 hours.
5. When he comes back, you reluctantly accept. He starts training you in the ways of the red (spells, weapons, tactics, etc.), while you meet your fellow red team.
6. After training, you reach your final test to be accepted into team red. In a closet, there is a jacket which will show which color you truly support (red or blue). You reach into it, and get an orange jacket?
7. Panic and chaos runs rampant in team red. People are unsure what to do anymore - their whole life is a lie. Why is there an orange team?
8. Some members come and start worshipping you. Then you decide to become your own faction and surprise attack team red.
9. You and your members attack team red. Many lives are lost. Finally, you reach a confrontation with your former master, Flick.
10. You manage to defeat him after a long monologue. You have won the battle. But at what cost?

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Cabin War Sprints (this gets VERY derailed near the end so enjoy!)

Character Bio Challenge:
Hugh likes to make people laugh. It makes him good to see people have good lives, when people are happy. When their faces are glowing, when their smiles are upward crescent moons, and the shine in their eyes.

Hugh likes to do that kind of stuff, even when he himself is sad.

Ever since his brother fell into depression, things didn’t feel right. Hugh looked up to Jack ever since he was born. Jack was the perfect brother - always there when he was down, teaching him about life, and making him feel like he belonged. Jack was everything Hugh needed, and more.

But then things changed. Jack acted moody, he wanted to be by himself, he didn’t want to talk with anyone else. Hugh kept wanting to reach to Jack and give him a hug, but Jack didn’t leave his room. When he did, it was only to get food, for to use the bathroom. It was so sad, and when Hugh tried to ask him questions, Jack ignored him. Hugh didn’t know what to feel anymore.

Now, Hugh is a comedian. He is very funny, naturally. He got his sense of humor from Jack, his older brother. He was always so funny, and he had a smile on his face at all times - at least in the past.

Hugh is almost ready for his big act. Now, he’s going to be at a talent show at his school, and he is very excited. He’s already had success with his friends and had lots of people laugh at his jokes.

Now, he is ready to show his best jokes, to make the audience laugh, to make them smile - just like Jack did. He doesn’t want them to be like him anymore. Hugh hears his name called, and steps on stage, lights glowing.

He is ready.

Ikea Challenge:

The air is cold in the Ikea and it is a very dark night. Just kidding, who knows what the night is like when there are no windows in it. I came into the store first thing in the morning, because I needed to get a bed. I just moved into a new apartment and I was very excited. I set up a bunch of items, like my toothbrush and my teddy bear. However, I just realized that I did not buy a bed for the apartment. And there was also no sofa or any furniture whatsoever. I was so embarrassed and I had to sleep the first night ON THE FLOOR. That is so shameful. How did I overlook such an easy thing? That is why when I woke up at six, I brushed my teeth and did all my morning stuff, and then at 6:30, I started sprinting to Ikea. I got there at 6:31 because it is very close to me, and then I waited for 29 minutes because the store opens at 7 and I NEEDED to be the first person there. When the store opened, I dashed into it, and made a beeline towards the bed area. However, when I was running, something caught my eye. THere was a candy section, for some reason, in the ikea? i figured that I had all day to get the bed, so i could just quickly eye the candy section - who knew that ikea had food? The only thing I’ve known that Ikea had was furniture and swedish meatballs. I headed straight to the candy section and there was a LOT of candy. there were mints, there will chocolate balls, there were lollipops, and for some reason they had meatball flavored candy as well, which is really weird. Who knew that Ikea liked meatballs that much? I had so much fun exploring the candy section, I think I was in there for like 20 minutes and I hadn’t even explored the whole section - it seemed to go on forever and forever. I didnt buy anything, though, because I’m broke, and I needed to buy something else….
Wait, why was I in Ikea in the first place? What is happening? There was something that I needed, but I forgot… why am I in the candy area? What time is it? I look around my surroundings, and i gasp. There is nobody here. I have been exploring the candy section for so long that there is nothing but rows and rows and rows and rows of candy for miles on end - all around me. I’m so confused. How big is this ikea? Something seems off about this place, and it’s seeming eerie. I walk around and start calling for help but nobody responds. I start running and running and running and running until I bump into an employee wearing a yellow and blue uniform and audibly gasp.
“HELP ME I’VE BEEN TRAPPED IN THE CANDY SECTION OF THIS STORE FOR WHO KNOWS HOW LONG KNOW AND I’M LOST AND I’M SO SCARED BECAUSE I COULDN’T SEE ANYTHING BUT CANDY AND THERE WERE MEATBALL FLAVORED CANDY ALL AROUND ME AND I WAS TRAPPED HELP MEEEE” I screamed at him, and he looked at me weirdly.
He said “this store doesn’t have a candy section,” and continued staring at me. “Are you okay?” He asked. “Do you need help?”
I feel my face redden, but I’m still confused. I look back at where I just ran, and aisle full of candycanes, and I GASP. There’s nothing behind me, just a wall. “WHAT???” My eyes widen comically, and I gasp again. IF there is no candy section in this ikea, then where did I just spend my time in? What about all the candy canes and meatballs and toffees? What happened? I didn’t just make that up, right? I literally saw it!!!
I’m still in shock because I didn’t know where I just ran from. I run over to the wall and put my hand on it to see if it is a fake wall, but it is solid. All around me, I see furniture and a couple of people looking at me weird. My face reddens again and I walk back to the employee.
“Um, anyways, the store’s closing in five minutes, just so you know” he says. I gasp. I’d just entered the store. “What time is it?” I ponder. He says that it is currently 8:55pm. I gasp again! “But I just entered this place!!! I came in here as soon as the doors opened!!!” He looked at me weirdly again. He had a walkie-talkie, and he talked into it. “Security, we have a craZY PERSON in the store.” He gave me another weird look. I GASPED. “NOOOOO PLEASE NOOOO IM NOT CRAZY IM NOT I PROMISE YOU IM NOT” I started breathing rapidly. Before I could move the security guards were there and they grabbed me. “HELLPPPPP WHAT ARE YOU DOING LET ME DOWN I PROMISE YOU IM FINEE HELP SOMEONE HELP ME!!!!”. The security guards gave me a dirty look and set me at the front of the doors. A small crowd had gathered and was looking at the scene that had just unfolded. The security guards had set me down, and they said “good riddance. You better not be trying any crazy stuff again. Also you’re banned from all ikea stores around the world so you better not come back here otherwise there will be consequences…..” the security guards gave me an ominous look and the only thing i could do was run away in terror, screaming at the top of my lungs and eyes frightened. Before I knew it, I was back at my home. I just remembered how close it was to the ikea, i mean, it was LITERALLY next to it, which is pretty funny. I just noticed that the sky was DARK, and the moon was out. what? What is happening? I decided to ignore what happened today and dismiss it, I mean, I don’t really want to know why I was in there for a whole day when it seemed like 30 minutes, or how there was a mile long candy section with meatballs in ikea that apparently didn’t exist or how i was actually banned from all ikea stores. I just wanted to go home and relax and sleep a good sleep. But when I got in the bedroom, i GASPED. There was NO BED!!!!!! that was the whole reason i went to ikea the first place…. what is happening to me, i wondered? i decided to give up and just sleep on the floor. after all, it’s more comfortable then a bed.

“the end of time” - original poem
TW: contains existential thoughts on the universe, insignificance, etc.

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i waste time.
they say time is money, but i just can’t spend it right.
i know what i want to do, but i just can’t do it.
y’know, i get distracted, i can’t motivate myself,
i just don’t feel like doing something.
it’s very tiring, but it’s the truth.
i waste time, and it’s not okay.

time is a fickle thing.
can you feel it move?
seconds,
ticking,
ticking,
blinking of your eyes,
inhales and exhales of your breath -
(breathe in, breathe out).

seconds turn into minutes, turn into hours, to days, weeks, months, and before you know it,
you open your eyes, and a year will have passed.

what can i say? time flies.

i’m scared, afraid, frightened, panicking, shaking, panicking, panicking, terrified
that there’s only twenty-four hours in a day,
and there can’t be more,
because i'm going to run out.
time is running out.
hourglass sinking -
clock ticking -
countdown blinking.

the pandemic started more than four years ago.
we're more than halfway through the year 2024.
soon, we're going to be adults.
(i don't think i'll ever be ready)

but time will never stop,
an unstoppable, inevitable, inescapable force,
perpetually counting our lives down
until we meet our end.

tick,
tock.

tick,
tock.

tick,
tock.

i keep getting scared that i’m going to run out of time,
but deep down,
i know that time will still keep going, even when i’m gone.
when you’re gone.
when we're gone.
when everyone is gone, time will still keep going.

it will keep going on forever,
and ever,
and ever,
and ever, and ever,
and ever, and ever, and ever,
and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever
until eternity ends -

which will never happen.
(or will it?)

there will never be an end to time.
(or will there?)

~

in nature, passage of time is
rising and falling of crashing waves,
moon’s waxing and waning face,
poignant yellowing of autumn trees,
birth of springtide flowers and bees -
drift of continents afar,
end of the life of a star.

for me,
time is a human invention.
before us, no one was counting the
seconds,
hours,
years.

it’s just us.

the universe may have moments,
but it doesn’t govern itself by our arbitrary boundaries -
by the tick-tock of our clock.

in 1.3 billion years, our planet will be uninhabitable.
in 5 billion years, the sun will collapse into a red giant, engulfing earth.

that’s crazy.
our time on this planet is finite, even if it’s so long in the future.
where will we be then?
(i’m not sure if i want to know)

will there be a time when the universe ends?
a time where nothing will be everything?
a time when we can’t tell the time anymore?
if there’s a past, present, but no future, will there still be time?

or will that be the end of time?

forever will never end.
neither will eternity.
but, who knows?
maybe one day, time will fade away in our universe.
and that will be the day that time ends.

~

all this existential talk has got me tired, but it makes me feel slightly better.
the future of our universe makes me feel like i’m part of a larger purpose,
and that’s cool.

time is limited, but that doesn’t mean you should panic.
cherish your moments, feel them.
appreciate, understand them.

in the end, everything is finite - even time.
but it’s about the journey, not the destination.
it’s about the story, not the ending.
it’s what you do that matters -

and that will be true until the end of time.

author's note -
thank you for reading, i really appreciate it.
writing has always been a way for me to express my thoughts, and i just wanted to share them with you.
i originally wrote this poem for a talent show, because i felt like doing something new. i've dabbled in poetry in the past, but this is my first full poem. even if it may seem inconsistent at times, i feel like i'm starting to feel more comfortable writing in this genre. i'm forever grateful that i had that experience - i never knew i could create this. saying the poem aloud is something i'll always remember for years.
i've always wondered about time, unconsciously at first (until i started to write). time is a pretty scary concept for me. but this poem has helped me understand, and maybe even appreciate it. now, i feel better. that's pretty cool.
this poem is pretty rough, but i would've been even worse if my friends weren't there to support me along the way.
thank you, kiara and sandy, for giving the best feedback, and thank you, inky, for prioritizing yourself.
thank you, in-real-life friend, for being so amazing. i know we only met three weeks ago, but it feels like it's been months. you've supported me everytime and made me a better person. thank you.
finally, thank you for reading. you're the best.