After almost one year, three times of changing the character, theme and the whole story, finally, on 20th March 2008 I finished my fifth novel and it’s called, By Your Side. I already finished checking it the whole through, you know, the grammar, punctuation and stuff in case I fort\gotten to put it here and there. And I hope (which I am sure) this one is the best work I’ve ever written. I love this one better because the story was about (partly) me and my friends’ life.
By Your Side is about the story of four girls, the usual, normal, senior high school students. It’s mostly about their friendship and their love life. Like most of us, we will have a rough patch in our relationship with friends and lovers and this is the story about the four girls’ rough patch and how they cope up with that. They will find out that their friendship isn’t going too well because there’s lie and betrayal in it. Some girls were jealous of them and started plotting a plan to put them down, and that’s when they started to fall apart. Their love life included. But despite all that, they will find out that there’s a new meaning of friendship, love and popularity in the journey of finding out the truth about their life.
And with the finishing of this work, I hope I can find some publisher, with the help of some people of course (and still finding!) because I really like to see my work to be published. It’s gonna be beautiful…haha…wishful thinking here.
Sunday, March 30, 2008
Tuesday, March 11, 2008
Sweet 16
I've read quite a lot of books lately and I love all of it. Some of it were Jinx and Pants On Fire, both by Meg Cabot, In The Stars by (I forgot the 2 writers' name..hehe), Sweet 16 by Kate Brian and finally, still reading How To Be Popular by Meg Cabot. (Quite a collection I got of Cabot's book, eh? haha)
One of the books affect me a lot, that is Sweet 16. It was so touching that I cried (yes, really weeping...you can say I'm emotional, I don't care) because it kind of based on my life. Well, part of my life. Especially the character attitude.
It was about a girl named Teagan who was about to turn 16 and was having an enormous sophisticated party for her sweet 16. She was as obnoxious as a spoiled rich kid always does and was mean to everyone, including her dad and stepmom-about-to-be. When one time, on her bday, she fall down teh stairs in a wine cellar and passed out. She woke up only to find out a strange woman taking her to a journey of her past, present and future. This is just like that story of Mr. Scrooge on Christmas night, if you ever see it anyway.
What affect me was the way the woman (who then Teagan find out was her future self) make Teagan realize everything in her life was just so wrong. She didn't appreciate her own good friends, when all the while just wanted to compete with Lindsee to be the most popular girl in school. Shee broke her childhood friend Emily, she made a woman fired because she had spilled water on her Vera Wang dress and find out that the woman was actually Emily's aunt and tHE stories goes on from there. She find out more that her dad who she thought always busy wit hhis work and doesn't love her, was actually really do love her and kind of dissapointed that she had become someone her mom (she died because of cancer) wouldn't want her to be. So when she woke up again, she had a chance to change her future life (which was horrible when she visits it with her future self because no one likes her and no one even bothered to come to her own funeral. O yeah, she died because of too many surgery on her chin...how shallow is that?) and become someone who her mom would be proud of.
And i guess all of this just made me realize, some of my attitude (some only) taht was similar to Teagan should be change...
One of the books affect me a lot, that is Sweet 16. It was so touching that I cried (yes, really weeping...you can say I'm emotional, I don't care) because it kind of based on my life. Well, part of my life. Especially the character attitude.
It was about a girl named Teagan who was about to turn 16 and was having an enormous sophisticated party for her sweet 16. She was as obnoxious as a spoiled rich kid always does and was mean to everyone, including her dad and stepmom-about-to-be. When one time, on her bday, she fall down teh stairs in a wine cellar and passed out. She woke up only to find out a strange woman taking her to a journey of her past, present and future. This is just like that story of Mr. Scrooge on Christmas night, if you ever see it anyway.
What affect me was the way the woman (who then Teagan find out was her future self) make Teagan realize everything in her life was just so wrong. She didn't appreciate her own good friends, when all the while just wanted to compete with Lindsee to be the most popular girl in school. Shee broke her childhood friend Emily, she made a woman fired because she had spilled water on her Vera Wang dress and find out that the woman was actually Emily's aunt and tHE stories goes on from there. She find out more that her dad who she thought always busy wit hhis work and doesn't love her, was actually really do love her and kind of dissapointed that she had become someone her mom (she died because of cancer) wouldn't want her to be. So when she woke up again, she had a chance to change her future life (which was horrible when she visits it with her future self because no one likes her and no one even bothered to come to her own funeral. O yeah, she died because of too many surgery on her chin...how shallow is that?) and become someone who her mom would be proud of.
And i guess all of this just made me realize, some of my attitude (some only) taht was similar to Teagan should be change...
Tuesday, March 4, 2008
First blog, First everything
I just started this blog because I have wanted to start it from long ago. I have another blog in Friendster.com but it was not a good start so I wanted make a new one in here.
This blog wasn’t the only thing I wanted to start as the first one. There’s my life on the list, too. I’ve just been told by someone I love that life isn’t so perfect after all. I know it wasn’t perfect all this time but I have been acting like I wanted it to be perfect and so it affected everyone around me. And I already seeking forgiveness to the person and I think I wanted to start over with my life because this was my chance to change. It had made me realized everything in my life and my eyes were opened widely now to see the bright future ahead of me.
I wanted to start with my attitude, then move over to my style. Hey, I need to pamper myself to look and feel confident, right? Then my hair, maybe. Right now my hair was the usual boring long style and I was thinking of cutting it short. Really short. Well, if I have the gut to cut it, I’ll cut it. Then maybe get a car, just maybe, I can’t dream on that since the money my parents were saving right now was mostly for my college and a car wasn’t in the list. And then make up with friends. Well, I need to get that on the top of the list of course, no way I’m going to make my friends wait for the mistake I’ve done. I need to make everything right and then the world turns normal again, I hope.
Okay, enough about that. Let me just say a few things about my life. I used to be a runway model and that was probably my first and my last because I’m just not into modeling. Well, okay, it wasn’t entirely true. I love all the clothes we tried, I love communicating with other people other than people in school, I love the adrenaline running in my veins before we went up on stage, and I love almost everything about it. But the only problem was I have a stage fright. And that’s every time I went up stage. I’ve been on stage performing two times in my life but those two had been my memories of…well, you can just say it’s a nightmare comes true. The first time, I ran away from the stage when we’re almost finished singing (which was an idiot thing to do, I mean, the performance was about to finish!) and the second time was that I accidentally put up a wrong-sided banner about happy teachers day that everyone laughed so hard, I thought I was going to cry on stage (and that was in primary school). It was helping too that the teacher who organized the performance had to remind me about my mistakes every time we met. Shesshh…
And then I was offered to do the modeling. I was thinking about my stage fright. I told myself it will all be okay and now I’m much older that I can handle my phobia. But it turned out differently (which was much more embarrassing thing that happened and I don’t want to talk about it…haha) and the nightmare had added the list in my Hall Of Shame.
Enough about that. So apart from modeling, I have done so many things in my life that I couldn’t even remember. One of the things that I remembered and valued most was that I wrote. I wrote novels, poems, lyrics and if diary and journal were considered too, then put that in the list. I’ve written about 5 novels and still working on my sixth novel, written about countless poems and lyrics and had kept diary since I was 15. All I’m saying was that I am very proud of the writer inside of me. I wanted to tell the world that I’m proud of it, hahahah, I’m kidding. My first novel was written when I was 12 and like any twelve year old kid would do (except the writing part, maybe) I wrote about animal. It was impressive (well, I impressed myself) that I founded a picture of four Cocker spaniels and ideas started running in my brains as if it was raining and I started writing, no matter how bad a 12 year old kid’s grammar could be, and finished it in mid of my 13th years of age and called it The Innocent Dogs. I got the ‘innocent’ idea because cocker spaniel had such droopy eyes that my first thought was innocent. But unfortunately, since I kept the novel in my computer, the computer was infected by virus and it was gone together with all other documents. Well, never mind about that, I already had 4 novels to be proud of anyway.
Well, simply put, I love writing so much (and it was one of the reasons to start blogging) that I won’t stop and I will express everything I could think of in this blog. Well, that is, if my fingers could stand it. Hahah…
This blog wasn’t the only thing I wanted to start as the first one. There’s my life on the list, too. I’ve just been told by someone I love that life isn’t so perfect after all. I know it wasn’t perfect all this time but I have been acting like I wanted it to be perfect and so it affected everyone around me. And I already seeking forgiveness to the person and I think I wanted to start over with my life because this was my chance to change. It had made me realized everything in my life and my eyes were opened widely now to see the bright future ahead of me.
I wanted to start with my attitude, then move over to my style. Hey, I need to pamper myself to look and feel confident, right? Then my hair, maybe. Right now my hair was the usual boring long style and I was thinking of cutting it short. Really short. Well, if I have the gut to cut it, I’ll cut it. Then maybe get a car, just maybe, I can’t dream on that since the money my parents were saving right now was mostly for my college and a car wasn’t in the list. And then make up with friends. Well, I need to get that on the top of the list of course, no way I’m going to make my friends wait for the mistake I’ve done. I need to make everything right and then the world turns normal again, I hope.
Okay, enough about that. Let me just say a few things about my life. I used to be a runway model and that was probably my first and my last because I’m just not into modeling. Well, okay, it wasn’t entirely true. I love all the clothes we tried, I love communicating with other people other than people in school, I love the adrenaline running in my veins before we went up on stage, and I love almost everything about it. But the only problem was I have a stage fright. And that’s every time I went up stage. I’ve been on stage performing two times in my life but those two had been my memories of…well, you can just say it’s a nightmare comes true. The first time, I ran away from the stage when we’re almost finished singing (which was an idiot thing to do, I mean, the performance was about to finish!) and the second time was that I accidentally put up a wrong-sided banner about happy teachers day that everyone laughed so hard, I thought I was going to cry on stage (and that was in primary school). It was helping too that the teacher who organized the performance had to remind me about my mistakes every time we met. Shesshh…
And then I was offered to do the modeling. I was thinking about my stage fright. I told myself it will all be okay and now I’m much older that I can handle my phobia. But it turned out differently (which was much more embarrassing thing that happened and I don’t want to talk about it…haha) and the nightmare had added the list in my Hall Of Shame.
Enough about that. So apart from modeling, I have done so many things in my life that I couldn’t even remember. One of the things that I remembered and valued most was that I wrote. I wrote novels, poems, lyrics and if diary and journal were considered too, then put that in the list. I’ve written about 5 novels and still working on my sixth novel, written about countless poems and lyrics and had kept diary since I was 15. All I’m saying was that I am very proud of the writer inside of me. I wanted to tell the world that I’m proud of it, hahahah, I’m kidding. My first novel was written when I was 12 and like any twelve year old kid would do (except the writing part, maybe) I wrote about animal. It was impressive (well, I impressed myself) that I founded a picture of four Cocker spaniels and ideas started running in my brains as if it was raining and I started writing, no matter how bad a 12 year old kid’s grammar could be, and finished it in mid of my 13th years of age and called it The Innocent Dogs. I got the ‘innocent’ idea because cocker spaniel had such droopy eyes that my first thought was innocent. But unfortunately, since I kept the novel in my computer, the computer was infected by virus and it was gone together with all other documents. Well, never mind about that, I already had 4 novels to be proud of anyway.
Well, simply put, I love writing so much (and it was one of the reasons to start blogging) that I won’t stop and I will express everything I could think of in this blog. Well, that is, if my fingers could stand it. Hahah…
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