Does Time Exist?

My dearest favoritist teacher,

I absolutely adore the way you have no concept of how time works. According to your immeasurable wisdom, there are enough hours in the day for me to:

  • Wake up at 6 am
  • Have breakfast and get ready for the day – 1 hour (give or take)
  • Spend an hour in transit (With added time for waiting for buses that are NEVER on time) – 1.5 hours
  • Get to class from the stop – 0.5 hours
  • Spend nine hours (including lunch) in the class room – 9 hours
  • Get back to the stop – 0.5 hours
  • Spend another hour in transit (With added time for waiting for buses that are NEVER on time) – 1.5 hours
  • Prepare and eat dinner – 1 hour
  • Do about four hours of homework (To be honest I skimmed it or it would have taken longer) – 4 hours
  • Perform my usual nightly ritual (Teeth, wash face, etc.) – 1 hour
  • Let’s not forget bathroom breaks and the usual – 0.5 hours
  • And somehow get enough sleep for the next day.

For those of you counting along at home this only really leaves me 3.5 hours. The exact perfect amount of sleep!

Over-Caffeinated and Sleep-Deprived




Role Model

Dear Role Model,

You were my teacher before I even went to school. You lived with us for ten years before you left the country to chase your dreams and follow your calling. You were my uncle, a father figure, a teacher, and my friend all at the same time.

When I was little, you taught me how to ride a bike, how to use the computer for educative purposes, and how to follow my own dreams. You used to share your wisdom and life experiences with me. You spoke to me like I was not just your niece but an equal. I remember how you used to tell me that if there is something in this world that can never be taken from me, it is the education that I will receive.

You always encouraged me to go to school and get a higher education. You used to always tell me that money and material objects have no real meaning in life: they come and go. Education however, and the knowledge I will gain from life, stay with me to the very end. You used to tell me that I can lose everything but my knowledge.

I plan on carrying your words with me and passing it on to those I have the privilege of meeting.

If it weren’t for you, I don’t where I would be or if I would be the same person I am today. I want to thank you from the bottom of my heart for being there, for encouraging me, and for advising me every step of the way.

Dreaming bigger