Some of you who have seen my room will know that I have pictures that hang off the wall near my bed. Actually I chose all the pictures with a reason behind every picture.
The strength of the female in domino, the freedom of the girl dancing with her flowing dress, the passion of the lovers, the romanticism of the kisses, the innocence of children and the words that I found some time back...
Hope
Love
The Title of My Memoir
How I'd Like To Change The World
The One Thing I Want To Be Remembered For
I kept them on my wall for a long time because I knew someday the answers will come. I believe that what you hang and see everyday is important. Indeed, I think finding that answer is the best thing that ever happened to me in my life so far.
Thank you, God.
Tuesday, March 25, 2008
Saturday, March 22, 2008
This Is Why It's Worth It
I am very lucky in the sense that I have had such encouraging comments from readers. They are one of the main forces that keep me going. Once in a while, you get one that jumps out at you and convinces you that all that effort is worth it.
I have never met her and this was the first comment she left me towards the end of Midnight City:
Hey. I'm sorry, i don't think i've ever replied. I planned to, after reading Colored Rhythms first, and after the Chapter "Sirens." But stuff just came up and I never got around to replying. Finally, now that i have time, I figured, oh i wanna become a good/loyal reader by catching up and leaving comments. But by now you've already added 3 chapters and the whole story is completed.@-@ And I know you hate silent readers too ><;;.
Wow. Colored Rhythms and this was... so incredibly different. I mean, don't get me wrong. Both of them were very well written and amazing. But this. This story just took my breath away. I have to say, this fic is probably the best I've ever read on soompi (and I've been a soompier since... 2002?). Yes. I will definitely remember you, and yes. You most definitely are/will become a soompi legend (in fic writing at least). No kidding. I mean I've read quite a few wonderful stories here, but none of them were as realistic (not the whole Yunho-as-a-spirit of course, but in terms of the way events were portrayed/perceived).
This fic really left a huge impact on me. I felt like crying in almost every chapter, literally. I have to say, this made me kinda depressed, because this really reminded me of a lot of events in my life. But that's a good thing in a way because it also made me realize a lot of things. The relationships b/w certain characters made me reflect on my own with others. ...like with my relationship with my father. Uh, how do i say this, he was not really there throughout my whole childhood, and recently, I found out that he's really not who I thought he was after certain events. I discovered that he was dishonest about many, many things. I never really forgave him. It was easy for me to hate him, especially since we were never close to begin with.
But after looking at the relationships (albeit ficitional) b/w Junsu and his ex-gf, Yunho and yejin, yunho and his parents..etc, etc, I've come to realize that we are all humans; we all have desires/ambitions, and ultimately, we're all imperfect and make mistakes. I realized that despite everything, my father is human also. Even though he did some horrible things and he's not quite the man i thought he was my whole life, he's still my father and that he actually really cares about me and loves me.
Oh boy. How did i get so into this. Some of my best friends and my cousins don't even know about this and here I am rambling about it. Sorry, I got so off topic. But what I'm trying to say, what i want to say is: Thank you for writing such an amazing story because it truly opened my eyes to a lot of things. I really hope I didn't freak you out here. I'm really sorry. You must think I'm a nutcase and need psych-help desperately. ^^;; --BTW, I've noticed for both fics, you uploaded a lot of OSTs and I. LOVE. YOUR. TASTE. IN. MUSIC. Hahah, i'm not sure if you've seen me around in your threads, but for a while now, I would just come home, click on your threads, leave it open and click on the OSTs. LOL. I was hooked onto "Speechless" (both versions) for a while, and now a bunch of DBSK's songs, and "Driving." The other ones are great too.
Looking forward to more of your stories. ^^
This is from a reader from Venezuela, who has become a good friend to me:
I loved it! Midnight City couldn't have a better end. Thanks for writing such a marvelous piece of fiction. Seriously, and I mentioned this before to you, I hadn't found a story that could move me and play with my emotions so much like MC did in a looong while.
I have always wanted to write stuff that not only move people but also make people think and leave a positive impact on their lives. I have had the honor of some readers telling me they think a little differently about death, think a little harder about their decisions and so on after they read Midnight City. As the writer, I cannot tell you how happy and honored that makes me feel.
This is why it's worth it. This is why my dream lives.
Thank you, dear readers.
I have never met her and this was the first comment she left me towards the end of Midnight City:
Hey. I'm sorry, i don't think i've ever replied. I planned to, after reading Colored Rhythms first, and after the Chapter "Sirens." But stuff just came up and I never got around to replying. Finally, now that i have time, I figured, oh i wanna become a good/loyal reader by catching up and leaving comments. But by now you've already added 3 chapters and the whole story is completed.@-@ And I know you hate silent readers too ><;;.
Wow. Colored Rhythms and this was... so incredibly different. I mean, don't get me wrong. Both of them were very well written and amazing. But this. This story just took my breath away. I have to say, this fic is probably the best I've ever read on soompi (and I've been a soompier since... 2002?). Yes. I will definitely remember you, and yes. You most definitely are/will become a soompi legend (in fic writing at least). No kidding. I mean I've read quite a few wonderful stories here, but none of them were as realistic (not the whole Yunho-as-a-spirit of course, but in terms of the way events were portrayed/perceived).
This fic really left a huge impact on me. I felt like crying in almost every chapter, literally. I have to say, this made me kinda depressed, because this really reminded me of a lot of events in my life. But that's a good thing in a way because it also made me realize a lot of things. The relationships b/w certain characters made me reflect on my own with others. ...like with my relationship with my father. Uh, how do i say this, he was not really there throughout my whole childhood, and recently, I found out that he's really not who I thought he was after certain events. I discovered that he was dishonest about many, many things. I never really forgave him. It was easy for me to hate him, especially since we were never close to begin with.
But after looking at the relationships (albeit ficitional) b/w Junsu and his ex-gf, Yunho and yejin, yunho and his parents..etc, etc, I've come to realize that we are all humans; we all have desires/ambitions, and ultimately, we're all imperfect and make mistakes. I realized that despite everything, my father is human also. Even though he did some horrible things and he's not quite the man i thought he was my whole life, he's still my father and that he actually really cares about me and loves me.
Oh boy. How did i get so into this. Some of my best friends and my cousins don't even know about this and here I am rambling about it. Sorry, I got so off topic. But what I'm trying to say, what i want to say is: Thank you for writing such an amazing story because it truly opened my eyes to a lot of things. I really hope I didn't freak you out here. I'm really sorry. You must think I'm a nutcase and need psych-help desperately. ^^;; --BTW, I've noticed for both fics, you uploaded a lot of OSTs and I. LOVE. YOUR. TASTE. IN. MUSIC. Hahah, i'm not sure if you've seen me around in your threads, but for a while now, I would just come home, click on your threads, leave it open and click on the OSTs. LOL. I was hooked onto "Speechless" (both versions) for a while, and now a bunch of DBSK's songs, and "Driving." The other ones are great too.
Looking forward to more of your stories. ^^
This is from a reader from Venezuela, who has become a good friend to me:
I loved it! Midnight City couldn't have a better end. Thanks for writing such a marvelous piece of fiction. Seriously, and I mentioned this before to you, I hadn't found a story that could move me and play with my emotions so much like MC did in a looong while.
I have always wanted to write stuff that not only move people but also make people think and leave a positive impact on their lives. I have had the honor of some readers telling me they think a little differently about death, think a little harder about their decisions and so on after they read Midnight City. As the writer, I cannot tell you how happy and honored that makes me feel.
This is why it's worth it. This is why my dream lives.
Thank you, dear readers.
Sunday, March 16, 2008
The Lover
Today I am going to talk about a lover I had for the last 3 years.
There's love at first sight but it wasn't the case for me because my lover was difficult and new to me. It had started out of my self-interest and I didn't really know if I love my lover then.
As time passed, there were times I felt like leaving, times I asked if my lover was right for me. I have seen my lover's down days, felt the irks and also felt moments of satisfaction. I've had affairs but I always came back to it. Strangely, it never really occurred to me to leave.
And before I knew it, 3 years had passed. Recently, I took a hard look at my lover and realised that while it had never been burning like a bonfire, I do love my lover. I prefer it this way; to love slowly despite all ugliness than to claim a wild fire at the start which may die out eventually.
Don't know who my lover is? I talk about it quite often actually.
It's my business in wealth managment.
There are days which I have considered dropping it. There are people who have asked me to leave for something else that has the comfort of a monthly salary. I have tried some ventures here and there but somehow I never got round to leaving. It was through time's passing that I slowly realised the love for the work.
It hasn't gotten easier. If anything, it's become more challenging and competitive than ever. Yet, I realised in this business, it's really about the people. I have grown a certain affinity to my clients, especially those who continually make my stay in this business worth it. My relationship with this work is different from the love I have for writing. Its akin to the comparison between a steady flame to a burning wild fire. They are both love, just different.
I think it means a lot to me. I can safely say not many people can say they like their job, much less love it. For a very big part of my life, I have been searching and I can quite happily say that I am gettin closer to realising the things that matter, the things I want and the things I was meant to do - not decided by anyone else but me.
All I ask is for God's blessings to succeed because He knows I am not a hard core hard sell salesman. Other than that, I am really quite grateful.
There's love at first sight but it wasn't the case for me because my lover was difficult and new to me. It had started out of my self-interest and I didn't really know if I love my lover then.
As time passed, there were times I felt like leaving, times I asked if my lover was right for me. I have seen my lover's down days, felt the irks and also felt moments of satisfaction. I've had affairs but I always came back to it. Strangely, it never really occurred to me to leave.
And before I knew it, 3 years had passed. Recently, I took a hard look at my lover and realised that while it had never been burning like a bonfire, I do love my lover. I prefer it this way; to love slowly despite all ugliness than to claim a wild fire at the start which may die out eventually.
Don't know who my lover is? I talk about it quite often actually.
It's my business in wealth managment.
There are days which I have considered dropping it. There are people who have asked me to leave for something else that has the comfort of a monthly salary. I have tried some ventures here and there but somehow I never got round to leaving. It was through time's passing that I slowly realised the love for the work.
It hasn't gotten easier. If anything, it's become more challenging and competitive than ever. Yet, I realised in this business, it's really about the people. I have grown a certain affinity to my clients, especially those who continually make my stay in this business worth it. My relationship with this work is different from the love I have for writing. Its akin to the comparison between a steady flame to a burning wild fire. They are both love, just different.
I think it means a lot to me. I can safely say not many people can say they like their job, much less love it. For a very big part of my life, I have been searching and I can quite happily say that I am gettin closer to realising the things that matter, the things I want and the things I was meant to do - not decided by anyone else but me.
All I ask is for God's blessings to succeed because He knows I am not a hard core hard sell salesman. Other than that, I am really quite grateful.
Wednesday, March 12, 2008
Saturday, March 08, 2008
Dance Class
One of my recent dance classes...I thought the girls did pretty well so here it is :)
Drop That Heater
by Omarion
Drop That Heater
by Omarion
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