A very funny and causal description of college mathematics in the view of a Jamaican student.

As usual, emotion provoking literature has a tendency to have me pondering the repercussions of the beliefs I have chosen (or that which chose me) and the many ways life never seems to fit into the boxes my brain, faith, personality would like it to.
Essentially I think it would be easier if we could just measure how good and bad people are, rather than need to deal with grace.

I work evry day, so here is a poem to show you how I feel.

Go through a roller coaster ride of senses as you personally feel involved in this uniquely written short story that appeals to your senses, about a laboratory and a mad scientist who pursues a formula for a devious result.

A poem describing how I felt in GCSE Science.

Life is not a game. But so many of us treat it like one.

This is an explanation of Cold Equations and how they became.