I've now lived a complete year in Amurica. Not to mention a complete year since I've written here. I took two writing classes this year, poetry and creative non-fiction. It's not that I want to be writer, its more of a skill I want to pick up and a way to reflect and sort out my thoughts. The classes we not mind blowing, but passable with minimal effort. A type of class I like to incorporate into my schedule.My first teacher was Noel Tague. I thought she was a guy as a searched for her office trying to enroll in the class three weeks late from my "Love; In Bombay Bollywood". I could not sit through another three hour movie consisting of the same plots and horrendous music. I respect other cultures but this did not acquire my taste. Poetry was a lot easier and caught my short attention span. My creative non fiction teacher was a student herself and that become more and more relevant everyday. I heard much more insightful comments from other students. I wrote the only three assignments the night before they were due. I did not impress her. Honestly though, I just could not find any inspiration. Well I'll post some of the things I wrote.