Olga's Poetry & Thoughts

I remember how wonderful it felt to be young With strawberry sparkles lingering on my tongue And when I looked in the mirror my eyes went ablaze I could ogle in my reflection for days upon days Yes, I recall, the moments my decisions were wrong Stuffing stockings with suffering, I did not belong Approaching mild matters with excitement and zest Whilst shunning crude chores and disregarding the rest I still look back upon times of doing nothing at all Chatting over creamsicles or crusading the mall With heels of four inches and a textbook in hand Texting my mother, telling her I’m running errands Countless hours spent idly in front of a laptop screen Barbeque chips inhaled yet I remained so darn lean A cat on my bedside and a crush in my mind I recall pathetic nights that I should’ve left behind Thoughts seeping like toxin, oozing on replay Yes, I remember those serpents to this very day Lonely walks home, music streaming too loud Other times, I was...

Today I had my very first in-car driving lesson! I was so nervous, my arms were stiff and I could barely breathe. I was in a state of full concentration and a bit of fear too. I walk outside and see a beige Toyota Corolla with an empty driver's seat. Then I step into the car, and my driving instructor says, in a thick Indian accent. "Hello! Are you Olga?" "Yes" I gulp, adjusting my seat and looking around nervously. "Good weather today huh?" Of course, it has to be raining during my first driving lesson. I start off accelerating very slowly, barely putting a toe on the pedal, going a steady 20 km/h. There was not a single car on the main road that did not pass me. Nervous as hell, I make my first right turn and gracefully nudge the curb. My instructor just tells me to calm down. After going in a sweet right-turning frenzy through the neighbourhood in the pouring rain, he asks me to drive on Leslie Street, where the driving limit reache...