Anis Ibn Baddouda around the world. Because listening to music without meaning is dull and because music helps translate frustrations into art and enjoyment. Because we are not a lost generation.

I weave words from the finest tapestry of my deepest thoughts. I paint words like pictures on the canvases of your imaginations with the brush strokes of literary devices. I attack parchments with quills like every ink stain had a destiny. That was alliteration by the way. Did you miss the intro? And the .

The decision henceforth is to take the least bad one that comes your way and manage life with. So I look to Jireh and not myself. For many have turned white robes into red scarlets and mob floors with them. But this would not be our story, for h.

Grades, Extra-C and other boring stuff. How to study for a topic in under 20 minutes. The only place I can let my guard down. Witnessing moments where I wore glory like a crown. It knows my worries, wishes and wonders.