My high school philosophy class once touched briefly upon a paradox whose name I don't remember but whose topic intrigued me. The question was: are we the same person all our lives? Is "Ioana" (that's me!) a consistently defined entity? You might instinctively shout yes, because after all, you've got memories that belong to you… Continue reading writing || know yourself
I think a lot (often introspectively, like how I'm perceived and what I'm doing and how it's looking and why I'm doing it), and this is one thing I've been thinking about lately. Hope you enjoy and hopefully it helps you a bit too!
This was my [IB, HL English, Paper 1, mock-exam] commentary essay on the poem "My Father's Garden" by David Wagoner. In my class, we wrote this as our official midterm exam, and were given two hours. I was proud of the product so I decided to share it here. I enjoyed writing the essay too… Continue reading writing || Flying Purple People Eater: Spiritual Regression in “My Father’s Garden” | IB HL English Paper One Commentary
Couldn't fall asleep Friday night because I drank a Brazilian Hazelnut Latte Espresso (gotta try new things right?) around 5pm so... this happened. If you want to skip to the good stuff: Lots of me talking about things and getting distracted by other things (1:00) How to have more charisma (10:45) What does it mean… Continue reading writing || Charisma, Love and Psychology | 4AM Coffee-Induced Thoughts
I’ve had “Discourse on the Arts and Sciences” by Jean-Jacques Rousseau on my “currently reading” shelf for the longest time, and just a few weeks ago I had a little reading inspiration so I decided to finish it. Turns out I only had several pages to go anyway. Then, I was recommended “Man’s Search for… Continue reading writing || Human Virtues and the Meaning of Life: Rousseau vs. Frankl
Just finished reading “Nation” by Terry Pratchett! It’s a 5-star in my Goodreads! But before I start talking about it, here’s its Goodreads synopsis: Synopsis Alone on a desert island — everything and everyone he knows and loves has been washed away in a storm — Mau is the last surviving member of his nation.… Continue reading writing || Wow: “Nation” by Terry Pratchett
A few weekends ago, I decided to try a social media blackout. Not for any particular reason but to see how it’d feel. Like many others, I too am addicted to my phone, social media, the constant pings that reach out to me from distances away and make me feel less like the single, unconnected… Continue reading writing || The Media and our Mental Health: Solutions to our Consumption Culture