Twilight and me

Finally, the Twilight DVD is out and I bought it. Like many others, I have watched the movies in cinema, read all the books, read the movie review online, log onto forum for Twilight discussion and etc.



Now that I have cooled myself down from all these Twilight Maniac, I pull myself out of the circle and have a clearer overview of these whole Vampire-Human love fantasy.

It is no doubt that every girl do dream of meeting a charming fella like Edward. I had that fantasy too (not very serious lar..), meeting someone with such aggressiveness and yet, with a seductiveness that is irrevocably irresistible. It is my fantasy and at times I might mix it with reality, and then, I would have to really whack myself to wake myself up. Wishing for something that you will never get is painful. Don’t get me wrong, I am not those people who lives in their own little perfect fantasy and ignorance of the real world.

Okay, so what I am really trying to pinpoint is the power of writing. Stephanie Mayer captivated readers heart with her own version of vampire-human love story. My 3 months internship in advertising agency has really got me ponder about what I want for my life. I don’t think see myself happy as an Account Executive, writing briefs and meeting the clients the whole time. 3 years before, I thought I would be thrilled by the challenge of Advertising world. Maybe it is still too early to make judgment.

You know when you met someone you like, your heart thumps real fast, waiting to come out of your body, and your body is burning inside and slowly you can feel the sweat on your palm. That’s how I feel everything I am writing. Honestly, I don’t think any guys have made me that excited as I am reading a good book or writing. (My dear CK, if you are reading this, don’t me jealous k, you’re still my no1 ever). I am constantly awed by the ability of a readers to create a world that is beyond my imagination, beyond my reach, it's the best thing in life for me.

I get emotional real easy, seriously. Hence, I might as well put it into my own advantages. Perhaps I should start writing, despite my sucky vocab and English. I gave up writing a while ago, for some reason. I thought I would never be a good writer. Experience has thought me writing is not about your language, it is about your desire to express, to create a world that is beyond everything, your longing to find yourself in words…

I will keep on writing, for myself.

The destination

I’m back from Port Dickson!!
To be frank, the place isn’t so great and fun. The sea is seriously polluted, you won’t feel like swimming in it, or even set your foot on the sand. It is rather pathetic to see this. I still remember ‘Port Dickson’ is our favorite ‘destination’ for our primary kiddy essay.

One day, my father brings me and my whole family to Port Dickson for a picnic. My sister and I were so happy bla bla bla bla.

Back then I have no idea where the heck PD is..haha..seriously. And yet, it is stated in my essay. Okay, maybe I should say I had no idea what essay is. To me, essay was whatever the teacher asked me to write, and the more words and bombastic vocab you put in, the highest your mark would be, and the happier my Mummy will be.

Back to my trip.

Despite the sucky destination, but I have had a lot of fun throughout the whole trip. I went there with my uncle and his two naughty little monkeys. Let’s called them Monkey B and Monkey Z. Monkey Z is rather close to (that’s because he is also a little blood sucker – always nag me to buy things for me, which I usually do). I spent most of my time playing with him.

People always said it is the journey that matters not the destination. And through this trip, I have truly experienced the meaning. The destination is suck, but I am happy. If only I can apply this simple theory in my daily life – enjoy the present and do not think of the result. However, I found it rather hard, or perhaps I am
just a stubborn person who is afraid of changes. I care about the end result, I care about my mistake, I care about being bad, I care about being a clumsy person…I care about not being a perfect person.

I understand the simple theory, and why can’t apply it to my own life?