Monthly Archives: November 2015


Two things are infinite: the universe and human stupidity; and I’m not sure about the universe.
Science without religion is lame, religion without science is blind.
Reality is merely an illusion, albeit a very persistent one.
Gravitation cannot be held responsible for people falling in love.
There are only two ways to live your life. One is as though nothing is a miracle. The other is as though everything is a miracle.
Peace cannot be kept by force; it can only be achieved by understanding.
Great spirits have always encountered violent opposition from mediocre minds.
I know not with what weapons World War III will be fought, but World War IV will be fought with sticks and stones.
Weakness of attitude becomes weakness of character.
The secret to creativity is knowing how to hide your sources.-ALBERT EINSTEIN moco    iimaADRIANNA WRITES


Trinidad , a place where everyone is welcome. My sweet country is legally known for it’s trade of ”Best cocoa in the world.” Also ,the famous beaches and the sweet steelpan music.You may not know what I’m talking about you may be thinking ”what the heck is this person talking about ?” , but the thing you may not know is that Trinidad is a Caribbean country commonly known as Trinidad and Tobago . My country has a rich and very long history .It was first discovered by the Amerindians, then rediscovered by Christopher Columbus .That’s where we got the names of  one of our waters : Columbus Channel .The main city is Port -of-Spain .It may sound boring to you ,but trust me we have alot  in store to see. One thing for sure my sweet  country has alot of tourist attractions such as Diego Martin Water wheel , Gasparee caves ,Knolly ‘s cave and many more .Carnival is played by many people in Trinidad and Tobago ,even tourists from all around the world come to play because my country has the best carnival bands .So remember my country Trinidad ,whenever you feel like having a  vacation.

beachsunsetdiego-martin-water-wheeljpggasparee cavecarnival   – ADRIANNA WRITES

A Day in the Life of a Bird

I remember the day as if it was just yesterday.As my eyes fluttered open like a butterfly freed from a jar ,the rays of the glimmering shades of the sun shone through the tiny brown holes of  my bird’s nest.Little dust fairies played along the branches of my termite-free pine tree that I slept on daily.I spread my large fiery red wings and charged out to the wondrous aquamarine skies to embark on an unpredictable journey.Several shapes and sizes of those fluffy looking things swarmed above my head .Beneath ,held a beautiful view of children playing in the sunflower fields of the country side.With my bold jewel -like eyes I spotted a prey below prancing in the forest ,so I swooped down and tried to clutch my prey by it’s neck .It squandered for around for hours until ” Cack!” I caught him by the neck .The deer wiggled it’s body but it made of no sense .A cliff above I laid him down and devoured into his flesh .Then the sunset came and flashed my body ,I erupted into flames,then into ashes but don’t  you worry.With the dawn’s light I will be reincarnated from my ashes again.Only once, I wish I can lead a day in the life of a normal bird. – ADRIANNA WRITES