Saturday, May 16, 2009
writing : out of the blue : werd.
hmm. .ok, so i realized just recently that i wanna be a Writer. . and who knew a quiz in facebook would be the one to make me realize it? but i didn't realize it right away, after finding out what my result was tho. -it said that my hidden passion was Writing. and i guess, i didn't pay much attention to it at first. i only took the quiz for fun. i mean, c'mon. . how can something like that determine something you don't know about yourself?. -at least that's what i thought. .
but yea, its possible. . and sometimes, the results come out scarily accurate as they say. haha. but sometimes, they don't either.
i realized this as i noticed myself always thinking of or making up scenarios. and for starters, i am writing a fanfiction story *coughs* for the past two years now *coughs* and though i haven't finished or posted chapter 8 yet. i really do plan to continue on writing it until the very period of the last chapter. i just don't know when. HAHA. i guess, i'm just really lazy. XD
anyway. . this other thing has been bugging me for the past couple of days now. and yea, i guess i just really have a lot bothering me. one is a question that goes-- why is it that i'm thinking of someone i DON'T EVEN LIKE OR HAVE FEELINGS FOR!?
i mean, my imagination is really going way beyond reality-daydreaming limits. and now i can't seem to stop thinking about him!? i even wrote his name in pink in my unused notebook!? that's just werd man! i despise pink! after doing that, i was like
"geh?! why the heck did i write his name? and in pink!?"
-gaaaah~ this is just so. . out of the blue. (°_°)
another werd thing is, my mom and grandmom are actually talking now. it's not that i don't like it. i think, i did pray for this. it's just. . i don't know, i think i just kind of got used to the whole cold war feel. HAHA. but it's good. . better than not talking at all, even tho i already got used to it. -i just really think its werd. XD
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° This is my story. This is my song. Praising my Savior, all the day long. :]
° Daddy, i had a dream. . about that promise You gave me for this year. are we really going now?
° still wondering if it's possible for our hearts to cross paths. . -_-
