tisdag 9 augusti 2011

E Writing 4: Lesson Learned

Lesson Learned


Mom used to say,” What ever don’t kill you makes you stronger.” I thought about that statement as I stood on the balcony of my 5th floor apartment. It was a beautiful sunny autumn day in Karlstad, yet my inner mood had been twisted to reveal a dark and gloomy day. She said to me,” You are just like all the others. I don’t want you anymore.” That she was Shelia, my ex-girlfriend of five years, who just made my mother’s statement come into my present consciousness. Isn’t it strange how a song or statement can come into your mind that reveals just how you are feeling at that present time?

With that statement still in my head, I walked from the balcony, through the living room, and finally arrived at the kitchen where an ice-cold beer awaited my company.” This should take the edge off” I thought. I hoped that that beer would put me in a time machine and let me transport back to last Friday. I wish I could redo last Friday.

I opened the refrigerator door and found my old-faithful friend Mr. Budweiser smiling at me from the side door. I removed the ice-cold can and laid down on the sofa. A few minutes after I began drinking the beer, something strange occurred; I slowly went into another state of consciousness. I have never felt anything like this in my entire life. Maybe I should have taken a soda instead? My vision became a bit blurred and my hearing was transformed to sound as though I had water remaining in my ears after a long day of fun at the pool. My body began to tingle and the sensation was so intense that I spilled the beer all over my shirt and dropped the can on the floor. Then, the blurred vision turned into darkness and I felt as though my body had suddenly begun to float over the sofa!

After what seemed to be an eternity, the dark vision returned to my normal 20/20 vision plus I could feel that I was lying on a sofa; but it wasn’t my sofa. ”Where am I!?” I thought as I slowly looked around. But as I examined my surroundings more I knew exactly where I was. I went back in time! I was in Cozy’s bar in Karlstad but it was last Friday and last Friday is when the unthinkable raised it’s ugly head!

Shelia and I decided to meet for drinks after work and Cozy’s is our favorite hang-out. I work for Ernst-Young real-estate brokerage and it is a 3 minute walk from the main exit of the building to Cozy’s front door. Shelia was unemployed at that time, but just came from an interview that she felt went really well. We thought that we would meet in the lobby of my work building and walk from there. Four-thirty sharp, I left my cubicle and accelerated to the elevator, and six floors later I was I the ground floor ready to meet my Shelia.

There she was, as beautiful as ever, and with a smile that could light up a Karlstad winter night.” Hey honey.” she said to me. I loved when she called me honey. Shelia has lived in America for 5 years but comes from Spain, so she has the sexiest accent when she speaks English.” Hey beautiful! Ready to start the weekend right?” I said. She gave me that look that meant “let’s go!”

We arrived at Cozy’s in no time so we entered the bar’s salon-like doors and immediately I became transformed from Mr. White-Collar to Party Man. It just happened. I enjoy Cozy’s environment so much because it feels like an old-western cowboy salon which helps me to bring out my John Wayne swagger. As we approached the bar naturally we saw our friends Alexa and Lisa sitting in their favorite spot at the far left-side of the bar.

“Hey you two. We already got started” said Alexa. Alexa works as a clerk at Safeway grocery store which is within 10 minutes walking distance from Cozy’s. “Just in time for some tequila shots!” shouted Lisa. Lisa is a waitress at Cozy’s and Friday was her day off. It seems as though they had already downed a few before we arrived because it was a little difficult to understand Lisa because of the slurring. “Sure. Wouldn’t want to be a party-pooper” said I. Shelia looked at me with approval. So the bartender poured out four shots of sin juice and the four of us took it down-the-hatch.

Four shots later and no food in the stomach, I was feeling awfully drunk. Too drunk for Shelia’s taste and she let me know about it.” You know, you need to slow down and eat some food from the buffet before they close it” said Shelia. At that moment, I felt like she was trying to be my mommy and I vowed that when I moved out of my parents house no one could tell me what to do. “Aw Shelia. Relax. It just two shots. Plus I am a big boy. I can handle myself” said I.
She responded,” It is actually four shots of tequila and two Budweiser, but who’s counting?”

Now in hind-sight I was a pure idiot, but at that time my drunkenness overtook my normally sober reasoning and I did something stupid. I got up from my bar stool and walked over to a stool next to Alexa and sat down. After I sat down, I immediately looked over at Shelia, smiled and ordered another drink. That was my childish way of protest against Shelia that I performed often with my mother when I still lived at home. But that’s not it. I also…Why did I do it? I also kissed Alexa on the cheek. That caused a huge problem.

“What are you doing!? You’re drunk” exclaimed Alexa. I said,” You know you wanted me to do that. I saw how you were looking at me.” Right after that statement Shelia ran out the front door. At first I thought I was watching a movie, but it just so happened that it was reality and I was the scoundrel that made the mistake of a lifetime. There I sat in my favorite bar with my favorite girl gone because I was a drunken fool. Suddenly, something happened!

It was the exact same feeling I had before I was transported back in time to Cozy’s. My vision was blurred, my hearing was muffled, plus I felt like my entire body was hovering. After the entire experience subsided, I realized I was back on my sofa and had a can on the coffee table. Not a drop of beer on my shirt and no beer on the ground. When I looked at the can, it was still closed and when I examined it closer I realized that it was a can of Coke. Then the phone rang and it was Shelia. “Hey honey. You wanna go to Cozy’s?” asked Shelia. I paused and said,” Beautiful, why don’t we stay home today drink Coke and watch a movie?” “I think I need a break from Cozy’s.”

onsdag 27 juli 2011

E writing Assignment 3.3: Limerick

Limerick
Jack walked out on the balcony
Looked up at the apple tree
A bird made a sound
An apple fell down
And Jack’s cup of coffee was all over thee.

E writing Assignment 3.2: Ode to Gläntan

You take Master Card or Visa
Only money will please ya’
You help quench the students thirst
And put hunger in a hearse
You are in the front and on the ground
It seems like you are all around
You make us wait
We know our fate but go to you anyway
Glory in a bowl or plate
French fries or pancakes?
It doesn’t matter just give me the platter
And help me smile before the classroom chatter

E writing Assignment 3.1: Ode to The Beach

Ode to the Beach
You are always there with the wind as your friend,
with the sea as your sister you give joy to my skin,
we have much fun with your sand as the dance floor
and the disco lights is the glorious sun,
people from near and far, big and tall, old and young,
come just to be with you and listen to your stories dictated by the waves,
we follow what you say because we are your slaves,
and the stories never get old; just gain value like gold,
and even when you don´t speak you use your silence to teach
showing us that happiness is free.

E Writing 2.3: Take a Guess

Silvia: I can´t understand why you must make your point and start an argument even with people that you just met!
Alex: I do not like when people talk about things they know nothing about.
Silvia: But does your possible knowledge on a subject give you he right to degrade other people in the process?! I mean these were my work colleagues and other important people from other companies!
Alex: (Alex looks outside the window) Oh Silvia…will you ever learn?
Andre: (Andre interrupts before Silvia can answer) I thought the party was entertaining and the night was beautiful. The conversations I had were actually very enlightening.
Alex: Enlightening? From that group of wannabee -posh brainless…
Silvia: Alex! You think you are so!
Andre: (Andre calmly interrupts) Children please calm down before mom comes home. You two have been going at it all night and I have personally had enough. Now, can we sit down and enjoy a cocktail and talk?
Silvia: OK Andre. But if you were not here?
Alex: If he was not here what?
Andre: If I were not here you two would have a nice evening.
Silvia: Andre, you are such a diplomat.
Alex: She has been like this forever I assume. Time to grow up.
Silvia: I am quite ready for anything life throws my way thank you very much.
Andre: I hope you are both ready for life in two weeks     

E Writing 2.2: Therapy at the Cafe’

It was 12:30 pm on a Saturday and sun was shining without a cloud in the sky. There I, Larry, sat outside drinking an espresso waiting for two friends, Jack and Mary. We had all been at the same party last night but I left before they did because I got bored since the music was not to my liking. They told me this morning that there was some unexpected happenings after I left.
Me- Over here Mary! I am just sitting in the sun drinking an espresso and loving life. Take a seat so you can get on my level…Where is Jack?
Mary- He is in the bathroom. Hard night if you know what I mean.
Me- If I know Jack, then I know how the night ended.
Mary- Well…the night had many…um…surprises.
Me- Really?
Mary- I´ll wait for Jack then we can tell you together.

After our very short conversation I became even more curious as to how the night ended. Mary got her coffee as we waited for Jack and we enjoyed the sun together. A few minutes after, Jack joined us.

Jack- Man, I promise I will never drink so much again.
Me- I heard that before.
Jack- This time I mean it. I feel like crap and I can’t remember what happened last night. I mean, I remember some things but much of the night was a blur.
Mary- You mean you don’t remember when you walked around the house with only your underwear!?
Me- What!?

Jack- What!?
Mary- Jack you took off your clothes in the kitchen, except for your spider man underwear, and began serving people drinks in your underwear.
Me- Man! I am sorry I missed that! Did people take pictures?
Mary- Pictures…Video…uploads to Youtube.
Jack- What!?...I am an idiot.
Me- No Jack. You are just you and these kinds of events follow you. Remember…
Jack- Don’t remind me.
Mary- So Larry…What did you do after you left the party last night. You had someone asking about you. You remember Shelia from the grill party?
Me- Shelia?
Mary- Yeah Shelia. Blond hair. Light-brown eyes. Loved your BBQed chicken.
Me- Oh…yeah. Shelia.
At this moment I thought to myself,” She is a pretty woman, but I just need time to myself. Larry, you just got a divorce. This is too early to get emotionally involved. But maybe you can just have a little fun?!”
Mary- She wanted me to give you her number. Do you want it?
Me- I don´t know. I am still not…
Jack- Oh come on man! It has been over 1 year! It is time to get back in the game Larry! You know! The old Larry.
Jack has known me since we were in 3rd grade and now we are 4 years removed from college. He is like my brother and has seen me at my best and at my worst. Maybe he was right.
Me- OK Jack. You are right. Sure Mary. I would gladly take it. She is good looking!
Jack- That´s my boy!
Mary- Here you go Jack. She wrote it down for you.
Me- Thanks

Right at that moment, I felt a sense of rejuvenation. Like a rebirth or awakening from a long self-inflicted loveless-comma. My body and mind had a sudden feeling of peace and hope. This was totally unexpected yet welcomed.

Me- Guys. I am so thankful to have friends like you.
Mary- And I am glad to have you as a friend.
Jack- Larry. Dude…you are one of a kind. Now on to more important things like finding another party.

Some things never change…like good friends. Thank God!



måndag 11 juli 2011

The Stranger E-Writing Assignment 2.1



You’re waiting at a bus stop in your home town. A well-mannered and well-spoken male tourist stops by and asks you for directions to places he says he had been told to visit during his stay.  You offer to help him, but as the conversation continues you find yourself overwhelmed by a growing sense of unease.

Tourist- Friends told me that people are really friendly in this town…and they are right. Today, it seems that I have hit the jackpot.

Shelia- Why do you say that?

Tourist- Well, usually when I travel, I visit all the usual tourist locations that everyone visits…but today I said I would just walk around and see what happens.


Shelia- I see.

Tourist- Yeah. And to think on such a cloudy day, I would meet sunshine at the bus stop.

Shelia looks at the sky and then on the ground, but she doesn’t see one sunbeam. Then she looks at the tourist and as she looks at him he smiles. But his smile had a hint of evil sprinkled on top of his I- just- won- the- Lottery smile. Shelia looked at her watch hoping the bus would arrive shortly.


Tourist- Where are you going?

Shelia- Home.


Tourist- I bet you have a beautiful home. Do you live close by?


Shelia acted as though she didn’t hear him and pretended to call someone on her mobile phone.


Tourist- I’m sorry, I never caught your name.


Shelia- Hold on Lisa…Kim is my name.


Shelia hoped that since she was on the telephone the tourist would ignore her, but he didn’t. She walked away from the bus stop, but the tourist followed behind her. Shelia now had a bad feeling about this guy.


Tourist- Kim! You are going the wrong way. The bus stop is over there.


Shelia- Thanks but I am going to catch another bus.


Tourist- But we were having such a good time…and I didn’t get a chance to see your house.


That was it. Shelia now realizes this guy could be dangerous. She picked up her pace and headed toward a group of people. The tourist followed after.


Tourist- Kim! Why are you running away from me?! I thought we were friends!


As soon as the tourist finished his sentence, another  voice shouted
Police- There he is! There’s the couch-surf bandit!
The police quickly apprehended the tourist but Shelia felt quite uneasy after the police captured the tourist. It seems that Shelia was on her way home to meet an unknown guest…a couch surfer.


onsdag 29 juni 2011

She Saved My Life

She Saved My Life

After all these years, the opportunity finally presented itself. I had to jump ship! When I was a little boy I wished to get married and have children. It was The American Dream that was feed to us from birth, and it was finally realized by me. Her name was Angela Peterson and she was unlike any woman I had met before. Brunette and beautiful. Hour-glass figure just the way I like it, in addition to that, kind and funny; at least from the beginning.
December 11, 1999 was the day that we jumped the broom and the start of a new era in my life had commenced. An era of happiness, hope and harmony; at least from the beginning. The sun was shining, the ocean was sparkling but my stomach felt like I was just in a hot dog-eating contest. Why did I feel this way, or should I say, why didn’t I listen to my gut? My body was telling me, ”Don’t do it!”, but I refused to listen. How could this be wrong? Isn’t this a stepping-stone to reach success according to Big Brother Uncle Sam?
I couldn’t take any more. What had happened to me? I slipped into pure darkness and could not see the light. I needed to see the light. How can I summon the courage to abandon ship before it sinks into the abyss? I know; a vacation. “If I can be away from her for a few weeks, maybe we can rekindle our love for each other” I said to myself. She always said that I needed to go see a psychiatrist so he could fix my brain. I was the crazy one.
So I went to the psychiatrist and she told me that I seemed to be completely healthy in my brain, but my mind was stressed and that I needed a break. She recommended that I take a short vacation by myself to unwind and get my spirit healthy. This was perfect timing because I will be on a 2 week vacation from my job in 3 weeks. Angela and I have not taken a vacation together for at least 5 years, so making it a 6th would not surprise her one bit. I actually think she was relieved when I told her because she could avoid the small talk. That was the extent of our conversations…small talk.
When I left the hotel for the beach I immediately felt some sign of relief. It was as if I had been pulling a trailer full of bricks and the bricks were finally unloaded. I still had the trailer, but it was much easier to pull. I felt good. I walked confidently to the beach and found the perfect spot to lie down and enjoy the sun and ocean. She would never let me pick the spot. When I laid on the blanket and looked at the ocean a sudden need to pray overcame me. So I closed my eyes, relaxed myself and began to pray. I hadn’t prayed since before my grandmother died. As I prayed, I felt my entire body tingle with a pleasurable sensation which kind of reminded me like when you drink cold water but the water reaches every part of the body instead of the stomach. It was an amazing feeling! Then I opened my eyes. Low and behold my prayer had been answered. There it was - right in front of me!