I'm Clueless

I'm the type of person who really appreciates friendships. I value them so much but we all know that a friendship isn't a one way street. Sometimes I wonder if they feel the same way of what I feel. That's why it hurts when a friend of yours suddenly became a stranger. You don't know them anymore. It's like they've forgotten about you. You text them and they purposely don't reply. Of course at times you can't reply every single message right away. Time limits and betrayals or because you're in the middle of something or you're just not in the mood to be talking at that particular moment. What goes around comes around. Anyhow, you can always know when they purposely don't want to reply you back. Then you feel like you shouldn't have sent those texts. I hate those feelings. They cause an unspeakable pain that sparks your heart on sorrow because you're making an effort yet it was unnoticed and ignored. And that my dear, hurts a lot... Then again, no one's perfect in this universe, sometimes you just have to stop trying. You have to move on and open your eyes. Sometimes nothing will ever be the way it used to be anymore.

I'm not okay. And one day, I will stop trying. Cause I'm imperfect too and because I realized that time really does betray. But when I've stopped trying, you're gonna have to realize what you've lost. At least I tried.

Career Crisis: Is Blame Game Required?

In the search of their identity, children often find themselves caught up in oblivion when trying to decide the type of career they wish to pursue in the future. Today's fast paced world has shown dramatic and rapid development of technology in just a blink of an eye. Just as quick as a lightning. Everything gets served right in front our eyes in the most interactive and astonishing ways! What more could we ask?! Everything is being done in ways we could have never imagined.

Now getting back to the topic of this controversial issue. When they finally reach the teenage years, with the help of school and the education they received, including their ever so intriguing conscience as they mature in many ways, somehow their confidence grow fervent as they realise of what profession they envisage themselves getting into. Unfortunately, the scenarios we see nowadays, some parents seem to be getting along the way of their child's choice of career in the end resulting into their own disappointment more over the child who was literally forced to follow their parent's dream. Isn't it ironic? It's not what they want to do but what their parents want. Either way, this issue has both its positive and negative effects that needed to be taken into account.

If say an analogy is to be used, try to imagine a person who is a true Da Vinci in arts and aspires to be a painter, or maybe even an architect to assume, is forced to spend a lifetime in a hospital with the smell of anaesthetics swirling before him every single day, tending to patients most of the time, cutting the human anatomy in ways only those in the medical field would definitely understand. He became a doctor because he was forced to go into the profession. Not because that was what he knows he wanted to spend his life doing. He may be good at it but much to his dismay why can't he find any glee in doing it? Why? Well, maybe because his compassion is not perpendicular to what he is currently doing.

To me, this portrays that should a person pursues a career, he should throw himself into a profession that not only fits his abilities and talents but the job itself illustrates his compassion. Why do you think this premise stands out? Put aside the dollars he would be generating should he takes up a particular type of career. The question is why do you think compassion is needed as a fuel that would drive your burning desires to succeed in everything you do? Why? Because we can only be happy in whatever we do if we do it by heart and willingness that shouldn't be questioned by one. That seems to be the most auspicious thing from my point of view.

The road a person chooses to embrace should always lead him to success and effulgence in his job. Rekindle your spirit each time you feel down, no dreams can't be made into a reality, not when the owner of that heart dares to cross the boundaries it takes to make it come true, not when the owner of the heart does not give up each time a failure tried to push him off the ground, not when the owner of the heart knows that each breath he takes and for every time the heart beats, it's for the One who controls it and make those endless dreams seem possible even in the bleakest of time...

Always have faith in everything you do. Always have faith in The Creator and everything shall fall into place, with His will.

Stealing Your Heart - A Story

" Caramel Macchiato without cream ready," a guy in an emerald green apron came up the take away counter as swift as he could, his face plastered in very much radiance and the name on the tag were shining as the rays of the streaming sunlight were reflected on the silver engravings that seemed corporately decent.

The young man in an electric blue shades got up from the chair to collect his favourite coffee. He was dressed in a white Polo shirt and a plain black jeans and as he walked pass by the other customers in that spacious and luxurious cafe, one might assume that he is just an ordinary guy at one glance. Or maybe that he is bumptious judging by the fact that he would never even look at all the girls who couldn't hide their fervent towards him. Well, which girl wouldn't? He is Keegan McFreic. The reason why all the young ladies in the town sleep in with glee at 11:11, dreaming about him and his charms, his dark brown hair that seems to dance following the rhythm of the wind, and that perfect crooked smile that would seldom be seen. Yes. You never get to see Keegan McFreic's smile all the time. Unless you were the reason he was smiling and you had the magic to do that, absolutely, you have all the reasons to have your heart stopped beating and happily get yourself into a coma. Otherwise, you better be ready to jump into the lavas and have your oh-so-tragic death as the main headline of tomorrow's newspaper. If you dare to be the reason of the most trusted newspaper's dramatic escalation in revenue, you are very much welcome. If you dare to try and make him smile back at your attempts of getting his attention, well, you should know that you are getting yourself a complete biography published to be put  in the Keegan McFreic Wicked Library. If you wish, by all means.

The ironic thing somehow, was the fact that despite all those expressionless face he wore in public, their assumptions of his whimsical yet unreadable personality, they never saw what was actually behind the tainted windows of the metallic black limousine that ignites at any of his commands. They never get to see it. In all the times they got trapped in, they never know that he has been smiling all this while. Keegan McFreic smiles for the first time in history. Alert the media people, you don't want to be missing this million dollar opportunity.

To Be Continued, Stay Tuned!

Khairina K

Trapped In A Lost Time

Have you ever felt like all of a sudden you're not at the place you thought you should be at? Well, it shouldn't be that bizarre after all. Life is unpredictable. It's a roller coaster that would take you for a ride in the highest sky and the lowest ground. All you have to do is follow the flow with a positive mindset and everything shall turn into an unexpected beautiful disaster :)!

50 Shades Of Ian!

Well, I didn't really know anything about the 50 Shades Trilogy. That was until I saw a few tweets about this so called phenomena though. So I became curious. If this was a phenomena then I'd have to check it out. Haha. One day I went to a local book store and saw the copies being put on the best sellers rack. So I took one and quickly checked out the summary. As soon as I've finished reading the first man I imagined what Christian Grey looks like is Ian Somerhalder! I mean come on! It's gotta be Ian! He's perfect for the role!

The second I found out that he will play Christian Grey a few days ago, I was so ecstatic! I told youuuuuuuuuuu! I knew it!!! I seriously can't wait man goshhh..

P/S: Good luck Ian =)!

;) Totally Vampires

Numb - A Short Story

I walked down the pavement that was covered with countless snowflakes. The sky was electric blue, and I silently wonder if it will ever rain today, silently inside, I'm wishing for a rainbow that hadn't been there for years now. Suddenly I felt my head hurting again. I had no idea how I ended up sleeping by the roadside. I can't remember. I pushed the thought aside and think about him. It was too swift that my mind was trying to register what just happened but failed. This had to be a dream. Perhaps I've been too distracted by the fantasies that I'm dreaming wide awake in the realms of reality. It couldn't be. I can't believe what I just saw. I stopped abruptly and let it all sink in.

The arctic October wind engulfed me in a way like a hurricane would swipe away a town in a blink of an eye, there was no warning. I saw him today. After all these years. There he stood, with that crooked smile that I've loved so much. His handsome features made me stop breathing for a moment as I stood in amazement of how much the first boy I've ever loved so much had grown up to be a dashing young man. His light brown eyes were glittering with happiness, and as fast as the penetrating gaze trapped me in a lost time, I drowned in them just as quick yet trying hard to hold back the tears that were threatening to fall as every second passes by. I wanted to run into him and be in his secure arms. I wanted to tell him how much I've missed him. I wanted to tell him the words that I didn't get to say before he left. I wanted to but I couldn't. 

There's a part of me that talked me down. He wouldn't feel the same way I feel about him. Not even a guarantee there is that he even remembers me. I stopped walking and sat on the bench nearby. I cried and let the tears rush down my cheeks. No. I'm not gonna keep holding back. I can't, not anymore. There was so much that I could take. My heart ached and ached. Crying a lost melody never to be understood by one. When suddenly I felt someone's hands on my shoulders. My heart shuddered. As I put my hands down and off my face, I was locked eye to eye with the only guy which has his name carved in my heart. At least for the moment. His smile was so perfect. The way his hair dances according to the rhythm of the wind made him look more handsome. I was loss at words. With tears still rolling down my face, he cupped my face in his hands,' I'm really sorry.' He then smiled and took an emerald diary out of his bag and gave it to me.

Dear Diary,

I saw her today. I still can't believe it. After all these years. She'd only changed so much. Her beauty took my breath away.

I was blanched in cluelessness. Seeing me like that, he smiled and took a torn out page out of the back of the diary.

Dear Diary,

Today would be the very last day of school for me. If only I was brave enough to tell her that I love her. But I know, I know that one day I'd be brave enough to tell her that. I know I will. Time will prove.

I was still clueless. Analysing the writing on the pages adequately, only then I shivered as my heart wrenched. I looked up and searched his face.

'I don't understand,'

His face was unreadable. And he took something out of his trench coat.

At that very moment, I felt my vision getting blurry and hot tears once again clouded my sight.

A letter drenched in blood. I couldn't breathe.

"Even if telling her that I love her means that my life would be taken away, I wouldn't mind."