Sunday

extract

For veron (for easy reference:-)

Chapter 11

A year ago.

Kevin was as drenched as he was that day. But so was Wendy. The sky was still dark for a morning and the storm was like a veil around the two of them at the bus bay on top of the hill they had rode up with their bicycle. The bicycle was leaning on the big green dustbin. They were both already late for school and they had decided to linger a bit longer for blaming their lateness on the rain was a valid excuse. Their legs dangled from the seat on the bus bay and the rain continued to crash down wildly.

Kevin loved the thunderstorms. When the lightning flashes, Wendy would shriek and hide behind Kevin’s’ soaked sleeve. He would then cup her other ear tightly with his hand and the thunder would be less intimidating to Wendy. It was the closest he could get to Wendy and he always felt like a hero. Like her protector over her fears and travesties. That day, after covering her ears from the thuder, Kevin swept his fingers across her long fringe behind her ear neatly.

“I hate the thunder.” Wendy remarked. “But the rain is great.” She said looking blankly at the rain, “allows us to spend time together. Away from everything else.”

Kevin placed his arm around her shoulder and there was this magical moment where they both said nothing at all and simply stared at the rain together.

There was a sudden flash of lightning and Wendy buried her head in his neck closer than usual and it felt snug. After the thunder resounded, she did not withdraw herself from the position. Kevin leaned forward and kissed her forehead.

“Love. You.” He said soft enough for himself to hear only.

Saturday

do you remember...




















you laugh with a lump in your throat?

my sister's keeper


sisters keeper is full of literary cliches and tiring revelations. how do i explain... all her social insights that entails from tiresome overly insightful information of various occupations is endless and frivolous, all her verbal exchanges are over done and insensitive many a time. it made my hair stand and its not a good vibe. all the little metaphoric details and poems are boring and loosely interest grabbing. story characters are well built though. but not captivating as salem falls, 19 minutes or pact.

a very distant book. i cannot connect with the story.
i dont know why this book even is considered one of best... dont know why Cheryl told me to read it. HATE IT.

Wednesday


i need.

Tuesday

more

currently writing a new story. even the name shall not to be told because it reveals. longer than usual, like a novella. very like my first story All You Bleed Is Love but less crazy. was writing some dorm one but i decided to put that on hold. wish me good luck as i write phrase by phrase, draw a skeleton, then join the dots...
...it was the first glance that met that didnt count.
it was the second that they both realised feelings were possibly mutual.
but the third. the third mutual steal of glances confirms. in it, faces made faces and faces would be read.

-so what did that smile mean? he asked himself...

Monday


i only watched the entire season of this BECAUSE i just wanna know how stupid it gets...
(living in denial)

sucks


argh!!! the vampire series went from bad to worse. why is stephenie meyer's twilight saga a best seller??!?! the first book filled itself with tiring romance did leave us with a gripping cliffhanger but it was a disappointment when it gets resolved in the next book. this disappointment repeats itself over and over as the story builds up on the various climaxes of the action. i forgave it many times in the next 2 books in new moon and eclipse and persevered on holding onto the very winning concept of this vampire dilemma. when it came to the last book Breaking dawn, i thought finally things get better but no! new events are rushed into place and new characters appear so haphazardly from no where with little build up and when the big battle itself... it ends right there! anti climax! and then the end! no fight! everyone survives and lives happily ever after! why why why?!??! i didnt even feel a satisfaction after reading this shit!

Thursday

mitchel, miss chan and her ben.
great that we met.
so much time has passed.
didnt know how much we missed each other till we met face to face.

Saturday

the script

if Jason Mraz was a band.
they would be called the script.





check out their songs in:
www.thescriptmusic.com

salem falls


okay stephenie meyer's vampire series is not fantastical. the story is a bit draggy. new moon was negligible. isabella's infatuations were tiring after awhile. not close to harry Potter's complexity at all. now i am in the midst of the last book. i do not recommend the series although it is an adictive read. i am now only reading on to find out the ending. however for Salem falls by Jodi piccoult, i have nothing but praise for her book. there are moments in the book where i shake my head in admiration at her ability to capture emotions and logic in social behaviours. she understands the criminal as much as she does understand the victim. the characters in the book are pained and real. inspiring style, very readable, definately unpredictable.

i recommend Salem Falls.
by far my favorite book of all time.

Tuesday

Dangerously in love is out on my private SSB.
Am very very very unsure about it. Help!

Sunday

Reading.

Am on a book reading marathon. so if i don't seem to be online, it means i am in my living room balcony, sitting on my padded rocking chair, fan blowing on me, sipping earl grey, legs in an automated foot massager - reading.

Books currently trying to finish:
  • Salem Falls by Jodi Piccoult
  • New Moon by Stephenie Meyer
  • Eclipse by Stephenie Meyer
  • Breaking Dawn by Stephenie Meyer
Yes I'm reading the new damned Harry Potter. I proudly parade my Stephenie Meyer books that are currently SOLD OUT all over Singapore. I had to hop all the way to the obscure Westmall (after trying everywhere else) Sans bookstore to get a copy of them. (The Breaking Dawn one(think Harry potter and the Deathly Hallows) was the last copy there. the Popular store there is also sold out of it.)
So DO NOT DISTURB while i read my exclusive copies of my favorite vampires.

I am still writing stories though. My latest being a phone related short about an unusual telephone conversation called Fantasy World.

Friday

twilight


A painful exchange between a vampire and a human who had unconventionally fallen in love

..."Isabella." he pronounced my name carefully, then playfully ruffled my hair with his free hand. a shock ran through my body at his casual touch. "Bella, i couldn't live with myself if i ever hurt you. you don't know how its tortured me." he looked down ashamed again. "the thought of you, still, white, cold... to never see you blush scarlet again, to never see that flash of intuition in your eyes when you see through my pretenses... it would be unendurable." he lifted his glorious agonized eyes to mine. "You are the most important thing to me now. the most important thing to me ever."
my head was spinning at the rapid change in direction our conversation has taken. from the cheerful topic of my impending demise, we were suddenly declaring ourselves . he waited and even though i looked down to study our hands between us, i know his golden eyes were on me.
"You already know how i feel of course," i finally said. "I'm here... which roughly translated means i would rather die than stay away from you." i frowned. "I'm an idiot."
"You are an idiot." he agreed with a laugh. our eyes met, and i laughed too. we laughed together at the idiocy and sheer impossibility of such a moment.
"And so the lion fell in love with the lamb... " he murmured.
I looked away, hiding my eyes as i thrilled to the word.
"What a stupid lamb," i sighed.
"What a sick, masochistic lion." he stared into the shadowy forest for a long moment, and i wondered where his thoughts had taken him...

- Twilight by Stephenie Meyer