River of Dreams

2003-07-05T05:01:00.000-07:00

I am in desperate need of ideas. We have to do a compilation for Computer class of whatever we have written from Grade 6 to highschool. Sure, I've written a lot but I haven't finished any so that rules 90% of what I've written out. Any ideas on what to write?

2003-05-10T02:56:00.000-07:00

Today, I just looked through my back-up files of the stories I had long deleted because they were either too weird or I didn't want to continue them anymore. :\ I saw a story that I really liked but then I stole the idea from my friend so I stopped working on it.

I made a fat lot of versions with that story. Like more than five? XD I was never satisfied. I rewrote the story today and when I got lost in one part, I had to rush all over my room, searching for my brown notebook that held a couple of information but then it wasn't there so I went around searching for my blue notebook because I remembered that I had written something that was related to the story there but it wasn't there either. I went through all my files and it wasn't there.

I was desperately looking for the first draft I made for the story because I knew it was there but I didn't find it. T_T And then... after minutes of wailing and weeping for my lost draft, it popped up. It was right under my nose... literally. *dies*

Anyway, I dunno why I'm rambling about this but what the heck, this is my blog so I'm gonna rant all I want. Muahahaha.

Lesson for the day: Organize all your files before you go crazy looking for them. x__x;;;

2003-04-14T01:16:00.000-07:00

Let me see... ficlog is nearly dead. ^.^

I'm expecting a new layout for this soon. Also, most of my fics are being crucially self-edited. I have a new story coming up. Buahahahaha. It's original. XD Wheeeeeeeeeee~!!!

It's about this girl [dunno her name yet] who survives a fire accident. She's the only lone survivor. She didn't even get burnt by the flames and blah di blah. XD She grows up to be one lonely girl. She think she's cursed. People hate her. Okay... I must change the plot.

Oiya. There's another one. :\ Methinks I'm gonna call it "Timeless", if there ever is such a word. XD It's pretty much complicated. And me ish still going to sort things out. Wheeeeee~

Anyway, I better go meditate now. T__T I desperately want to know how it feels like. So baibai! ^_____^

*rolls away... and falls over a cliff*

2003-03-03T02:31:00.000-08:00

Yeah, I think I fixed the layout now, Meemee-chan. ^_^ I think it was just that I couldn't view this window in my browser for some reason so I didn't see what happened to my layout. Gyah. I don't know what's the matter with my computer...

2003-02-20T01:27:00.000-08:00

I think I should change the layout now. It's gone a bit too stale already. >.> Oh, and the fics are dead.

*bangs head on the wall*

2003-02-02T06:27:00.000-08:00

Okay, I have kept this bottled up until now. You and you probably know who I’m talking about.

Take this: A girl walks up to you and asks you to beta/help her with her fic. You read it [god-awfully written… bad! grammar, equally bad! English and very bad!! prose] and tell her that it should be this way and not that way, explaining the itty bitty facts about stories to her.

After that, she whines. She whines about being a newbie to English and that she doesn’t know much grammar [and she’s three years older than you]. She whines about ‘Am I not good enough???’ and ‘Do my stories suck???’. She whines and whines until she brings you to the edge.

Then she leaves, fuming. The next day, she comes back, again asking you to help her. You, being the very good [if you ever are] person, help her. She asks you for a title. You offer her titles and she rejects them all. Then, it turns out that she actually had a title for that certain fic after all.

You leave her alone for a while. Then, next, next day, she comes back in tears because someone has supposedly flamed her. You looked at the ‘flames’ and saw that it was criticism. You told her. She doesn’t listen and still says they’re flames. You give up. She comes up to you, still whining about the ‘flames’. You tell her this and that again [that she has to be OPEN-MINDED]. She doesn’t listen to you [and tells you that she has decided to be close-minded ever since her ??th birthday (which is stupid)]. Leaves.

Few hours later, she comes back. She makes you beta another god-preserve-us fic. You finally crack and tell her frankly that it danced around in a freaky manner, telling us all that it ‘S-U-C-K-E-D’. She looks at you, saying, “You’re really honest, aren’t you?”. You stare and get awed at her stupidity.

You offer her advice and even recommend fics to her so that she can see some way to improve. She says she doesn’t have time to read them. You stare again and get awed at her stupidity [well, think about it, she has the time to write, no time to read]. It turns out that she reads Sweet Valley. Okay, that’s not included. *sigh*

Annoying little facts that Refe has finally gone crazy over:

1. Her stories always have that annoying little Sakura-named character.
2. Her stories are always love stories, concerning Sakura.
3. Her stories suck.
4. Her stories are repetitions of all her other stories.
5. Her stories have no originality.
6. Her stories are written like crap because they are crap.
7. It is not a question of being close-minded or not, she’s plain stupid.
8. She’s immature.
9. I’m twelve, she’s three years older than me physically. Mentally, I’m sixteen and she’s nine.
10. She is downright annoying.

Okay, I think I’m being a little too harsh about it. But it really is true. *sigh* Ate Mai has even provided her with 101 solutions to her problem and the ingrate gave her a dose of whining at every solution.

2003-01-16T06:06:00.000-08:00

Weeks have gone by without a single drop of inspiration in my brain. My stories are rotting [with matching moths hovering over them] in my computer and are ready to be buried. >.< I can't seem to find the right time to just contemplate and write continuations to my stories. I'm a baaaaaaad writer. >_<

Oiya. I have a new story running about in my brain. It's weird and I'm still trying to sort it out, making its plot sorta new and often unused. But I dunno.

Yes, a new story while all other are rotting. Someone hit me now. Please, I think I need it.

2002-12-30T00:37:00.000-08:00

Tweaked the layout. ^^ So, I lost the comment box in the process. ^^; I'll get it back later. There's something wrong with my Haloscan.

2002-12-25T01:13:00.000-08:00

Done with the story. Here.

Please don't hurt me if it sucked. I beg you.

2002-12-19T23:27:00.000-08:00

Eriol [slash] Tomoyo fic snippet:

Her eyes, the color of burning amethysts, watched from behind clear glass windows, the man conversing with his mother in the garden. About a marriage contract.

Him. Eriol Hiiragizawa.

How she hated the name. No, it was him rather, who she hated. Eriol was too beautiful a name for a monster like him. As if it wasn’t enough to suffer under her mother’s constant surveillance. He just had to barge into her life, declaring that he would marry her.

The bastard was bloody handsome [not that she actually cared]. He could have absolutely any female on earth [they drool on his feet]. And the fact that he was a billionaire helped a lot too. So, why her?

Charming, rich and famous Eriol Hiiragizawa. Why would she care any less?

She dropped a weak hand and the curtains fell back into place.

“Mr. Hiiragizawa, you must understand that I cannot let my Tomoyo marry you,” the Japanese businesswoman, Sonomi Daidouji said in a cold tone.

“The question remains unanswered,” the young and pale Englishman, stated, a glint of impatience present in his dark blue eyes.

“It is a matter I would prefer not to be touched,” Sonomi told him in a harsh voice, her tone rising noticeably.

“Did she perhaps tell you of her choice or are you making your own conclusions?”

“This case is closed, Mr. Hiiragizawa,” She said with finality in her words. “I bid you a good day.” With that, she picked up her documents and strode away.

“This is not yet over, Daidouji. I will marry your daughter. Whether you like it or not,” Eriol said softly once he was out of the brown-haired woman’s earshot.

He leisurely stood and walked out of the garden. As he was about to exit through the towering gates of the Daidouji mansion, he came to a halt as a hauntingly melancholic melody.

Can you still see your dreams in the distant, starry sky?
Are they more vivid than they were when you were little?

When one forgets to put the emotions that overflow in her heart
to rest, they burn the color of passion.

I used to believe without a doubt that I could reach my dreams, no matter how far they were.
But that me from long ago now sleeps inside my heart.

He searched for the source of the song and the singer but all was in vain. Disgruntled, the young lord walked out of the gate, dark violet cloak swishing after him.

She sang to keep herself sane. Her songs brought her to the surreal, where she could dream of a life that was not hers, a life that she longed for to be hers. Her songs expressed her loneliness, how she was suffocating under constant observation, how she pined for a life she could call her own.

A life she couldn’t have.

She had too little time to live.

[/end snippet]

Erm… okay... that sucked. I’m still halfway done with this and I’m really, really sorry if it does not reach up your standards. Maybe a little criticism would do. It’s my first time doing a fic like this and I’m really scared of putting this up. Please help me. >.<

Just some criticism. I can take them, hopefully.

Oiya. Song lyrics is from AnC opening song – Scarlet. ^^ I love that song.

2002-12-16T07:04:00.000-08:00

Just something that popped out of my mind today. Ish very weird, believe me. Was supposed to be something for my friend’s journal but it evolved into something more. Weirder.

Stardream

For those whose dreams
Reach up high
Endless, infinite,
As the starry skies.

For those whose dreams
Match the stars
Numerous and vivid
Shining with its own light.

We are the Stardreamers
Many but finite,
Numerous as the multitude
Of shining stars

Dark and light.
Warm and cold.
Grotesque and beautiful.
These are our dreams.

We are fated to dream,
A dream of light
Yet of dark.
They are hardly understood.

We are the Stardreamers
Dreamers of light
And beings to be,
Of hope and tomorrow.

We are the Stardreamers
Dreamers of the dark
And beings to fade,
Of despair and sunset.

This is us.
Our fate.
We cannot escape.
We are the dreamers of stars.

It will remain that way forever.

*

Note: That was disturbing. O.O I never meant for it to be like that. It just popped out of my mind. Hehehehe. ^^ It’s confusing but it’s not like anyone will read this. XP Sucks. I suck at poetry. Lolz. XD

2002-12-13T03:25:00.000-08:00

^_^ Went to some wedding reception yesterday evening. Hehehehe. My cousin's aunt had to press the couple's head together for them to kiss more than a second. Know what that means? I think you do.

SxS. Will be up sometime in January. Hehehehe. *evil grin* Thanks Ate Mai! ^-^ ::hug hugs::

2002-11-26T01:20:00.000-08:00

I think I forgot to add that the fic I'm making (along with all others) are Christmas fics. ^^ All my other fanfics are on hold because of this. It's for all the people I love.

Maybe I'll make individual fics but I can't seem to do that. o.O Will try though. If I have time. >_< School is such a torture.

2002-11-26T01:16:00.000-08:00

I think I forgot to add that the fic I'm making (along with all others) are Christmas fics. ^^ All my other fanfics are on hold because of this. It's for all the people I love.

2002-11-20T02:32:00.000-08:00

FanFiction.Net

Wow. It's been a long time since I ever updated this place. Anyway, that doesn't mean I'm not writing. ^^ I've got this Masquerade-y kind of story (I'm still going to edit it. Gah.).

It's a one-shot. Here's a summary but ::shrug:: it'll probably change. It's a Christmas fic (supposedly for computer class but then, our teacher suddenly told us that the nursery would read it. I stared at my work and saw how 'complicated' it was for the kids).

She sings about broken dreams, loneliness and sadness. She sings about raging fire, hatred and loathing. Until he came. As the clouds part to reveal the stars, she lifts her voice to the heavens, and sings… about her dreams, her love and eternal bliss.

I really think I've been drooling over Masquerade too much. ::goes to edit story until no essence of Masquerade is left:: ^^

2002-11-06T05:18:00.000-08:00

Since you asked me to, I will *try* to make fic for you. I suck at romance. Period. I suck at one-shots. Period. But since you asked me to, I will try. Don't expect it to be quick.

And I don't think Snow Bunnies will be appropriate for this... a box of chocolates it is then... ExT? Why do you torture me so!?! Mwehehehe. Nwayz, nevermind.

2002-10-29T04:22:00.000-08:00

Oh and, Eli-chaaan, if you ever read this, I changed the summary, kay? Err.. found it a tad boring. :P Hope you don't mind much. ^-^

2002-10-28T21:57:00.000-08:00

Hehehehe. Thanks meemee-san. ^-^ I love your fics too. Somehow, I'm inspired to write na. I thank you much! ^_____^ I just called up my friend and she said I missed lots of things when I was sick. Oh how I hate dengue.

2002-10-28T03:25:00.000-08:00

I can't continue my Another Reality. I'm feeling really down at the moment. ::sigh:: I mish my friends from school sorely.

2002-10-26T20:14:00.000-07:00

The comment box is up now, minna, which means (taken from kireihime's fic blog) "Get your fingers typing!" -- Maia

=^.^=

Anyway, have chapter 1 oledy. I'm currently revising it. ^_____^

2002-10-26T07:32:00.000-07:00

I have posted up new chapter of Another Reality. ^.^ Rejoice minna, and thank sem break. ^______^

2002-10-26T03:50:00.000-07:00

Here's a snippet of the fic. I know I'm not that good. But, I gave it a try. ^-^

*~*~*~*~*~*~

Sakura Kinomoto sneezed vehemently. The attic was so dusty since their last spring-cleaning. She should clean this place more often. Turning back to the trunk she was dusting a while ago, Sakura opened the lid to see whether its contents were worth keeping.

There were a few old dusty rags, some moth-eaten dresses, and a silver, hardbound book. The brown haired girl stared at the book before picking it up and examining it.

“Die, little card captor! You are not meant to be the keeper of the Cards of Mikhakken!”

She dropped the book in surprise. “Hoe… what in the world was that?”

“Sakura-chan, is everything all right?” Tomoyo Daidouji asked as she climbed up the attic in search of her best friend. “I heard a loud noise and thought you might have fallen.”

“I found another book, Tomoyo-chan,” Sakura informed her purple-haired friend after getting the book back and showing it to her. “It’s creepy.” She added.

Tomoyo scrutinized the silver, leather-bound book with curiosity. It had a half moon, covered by clouds as its cover. She pried it off Sakura’s grip and opened it to see a new pack of silver cards. Picking them up, one by one, she found out that the Cards were something of another breed all together.

They all had different attributes from the Clow Cards, or now known as the Sakura Cards. Tomoyo was ecstatic.

“Does this mean that you’ll have to capture Cards all over again?” Without waiting for an answer, she continued, “That’s great! I have many new ideas for your costume!”

“Hoe… Tomoyo-chaaaaaan! We’re not even sure that I’m to capture them!”

“Oh…” The daughter of Sonomi Daidouji stopped ranting to place a hand below her right cheek and sigh. “It would be such a waste to see them go… the costumes, I mean.”

“Oh, all right, all right, Tomoyo-chan. I’ll try them out for you but first, let’s go to Eriol-kun’s, okay? I want to ask him about this.” Sakura dragged her best friend outside the attic, carrying the book with her to head off for Eriol Hiiragizawa’s house.

2002-10-25T23:38:00.000-07:00

Slegna and I are thinking of writing a fic together. ^____^ She's actually a very, very nice girl, despite all of the things she did.

It's a mystery featuring some OC's, ExT and SxS. ::grins evilly:: I'm actually not good in mysteries but eli-chan seems to like it [mysteries, that is] and I like Action/Adventure, so I guess it's okay. We both suck at romance, so, I guess this will be a challenge for both of us. ^^

Wish us luck!~

I hope the fanfic turns out well. I hope, I hope, I hope. ><

2002-10-24T22:00:00.000-07:00

It looks okay, I guess. A bit of tweaking would do. At least ^.^

2002-10-24T21:54:00.000-07:00

I wonder how my blog looks like now........ ::look look::