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NOT YOUR ORDINARY PRINCESS: Chapter 7

AraMichaelis — Fri, 18 May 2012 02:04:42 GMT

A Sweet, Sugary Day

A May morning. Sweet breeze infiltrating my room, sunrays caressing my skin. They made me smile... like the day, I hope today would be beautiful too.

After readying myself, I got down for breakfast. It was filling and energizing, then mama and I had a conversation.

"Neleen, do you have a decision already?"
"About Joseph? Not yet. I think I should consult Cassy about that first."
"Joseph is coming today, he'll be borrowing your time. I hope you'll know about each other more today."
"WHAT?! I am not prepared, Mama."
"He's arriving here in the mid-morning. You will have time to get ready."

After saying the graces after meal, I hurriedly called Esther to help me get ready. We chose a light pink sundress and a hat that comes with it. Good thing it fitted me.

"If I may be so bold, Princess. Why are you like this today? It's not like you to actually make effort to prepare for a visitor."
I pondered. Yes, she is correct. What's with me today?
"Princess, you seem beautiful when you smile," she complimented.

After all the preparations, I went to the green house and sipped tea. I waited for Joseph.

"Greetings, Neleen!"

"Joseph, you are here! Welcome and have a seat."

"Thank you! I believe your Mama told you my purpose of visiting?"

"I was informed, yes." It's actually awkward talking to him, especially when you know his intentions.

"Um.. should we have a short introduction with ourselves?" Joseph broke the awkward aura.

"Sure."

"Let me start. I am Thomaseus Joseph Maximus II, nicknamed Joseph. I am 20 years of age . My pasttime are cooking, drawing and singing. Okay, your turn."

“I am Adelaide Eileen Chamberlayne. Nickname is Neleen. 18 years young. Hobbies are playing the guitar, horseback riding, eating.”

“You play the guitar? That’s great! Do you have your favorite band?”

“I do. They call themselves A Link to the Park.”

“I thought I was the only one who likes them. I think we’ll get along well!” I was really pondering on marrying him because we are a fan of a band that I like. But, I guess that is not a legit reason to marry… well for most people.

“Say, Joseph. Why did you choose to marry me? There are lots of other royal ladies that are much wiser, much more composed and more beautiful than I am. Why me?”

“Are you doubting, Neleen?”
“Yes I am. I don’t trust men too much after an incident I had with who I call my ‘First Love’. It’s really peculiar for a debonair to look at me.”

“I don’t know the reason why I did look at you. After you ‘escape’ deed at your ball, I found something in you that differs you from other girls. You’re not narcissistic and vain. Maybe the reason why but… I’m not certain. A-are you feeling awkward Neleen?”

“I am. I am not used to compliments, but thank you.”

“Shall we proceed kitchen? I can make something for you.”

“That’s great! I eat, you cook.” I laughed a little bit. Well, eating is one of my passions.

“Glad to make you smile. Aren’t we a good combination?”

After hearing him say that, I tripped… and he caught me just in time. Our eyes met and my cheeks went red. My heart skipped then came on a rage. I hurriedly broke the long stare. I fear that I might burst if this contact would go on.

“Sorry, let me see. Are you hurt? You’re wearing heels… I thought you don’t wear them? And… you sprained your foot.”

He was touching my foot. I felt goose bumps… though in a romantic way.

“Joseph, I heard that touching the foot of the opposite sex is a sign of intimacy, unless you are a royal massager.

“Is that the case? So does that mean… we’re… never mind. Come on, let me carry you, Neleen.”

“N-no, Joseph, you can’t be able to. I am heavy and obviously fat.”

“You are most definitely not. Maybe voluptuous but not fat. Here, off to the kitchen!”

And he really did carry me. I felt secure in his arms… I felt like I could never be down.”

“Joseph, I’m heavy. Kindly put me down, please?”

“Not going to happen, Neleen. I should practice carrying you so I could do it properly during our wedding.”

“You are very obnoxious, aren’t you?”

“Say what you want but I like carrying you.” ‘I like that you are carrying me too,’ I was musing. This is a dream come true for me. I could never imagine someone who has the braves to carry me into his arms.

As we arrived to the kitchen, he directly asked the servants to prepare things I cannot decipher. I felt his eyes on me again. Have you experienced that something when someone stares at you and then it makes you feel beautiful? Just now, I did.

“I will be making Soirée D’Angel. It’s a strawberry tart made by Amano Ichigo for the Grand Prix for Patisseries. It was her winning dessert.”

As he skillfully baked the tart, he was taking glances at me. Well, that’s what I felt. But because of that, he cut his hand whilst cutting the strawberries.

“Now you’re the one injured. Is it deep?”

“You should really taste and eat my tart. I shed sweat and blood for this.”

“Silly, of course I will!”

After applying the first aid to the injured finger, he then continued on with the cooking. He is skillful. With delicate hands, he laid out the fan-cut strawberry atop the tart. He also glazed it with glittering strawberry syrup. And he’s done!

I took a spoonful of the tart. I made sure to include the fruit and a generous amount of the syrup. The taste was beyond horrible. Not even the sweetness of the syrup compensated the awfulness of the tart.

“How is it, Neleen?”

“Um… are you sure Ms. Amano made this… horrible tasting tart? I can’t see why the judges made this the winning dessert.”

“AHA! You just passed my test! Usually, the girls would say that it’s good because they are afraid to say hurtful words. But you told me to the truth. I intentionally made it taste bad. If you want to taste the real Soiree D’Angel, just tell me. I’ll make it for you.”

“Y-you are making me feel awkward, Joseph.”

“Please do answer me Neleen. I will understand if you will decline for I know you are still in doubt. But please Neleen, will you allow me to marry you?”

“Joseph, I still have plans on consulting my friend about these matters. Not now, please. Don’t hurry me.”

“But what if your friend wouldn’t be of agreement about that topic? Even if that’s the case, the decision is still yours.” He said it with a pleading mannerism.

I felt my heart go “ba-dump”. These things only happen in books, right? And here’s that warm feeling around my cheeks again.

“Listen, Joseph. I think I can agree to the idea of you being engaged to me. I-I think it can be allowed.”

Just as I said those words, he stared at me… with eyes bulging out. Suddenly, the mouth agape slowly curved into a big smile then he jumped! I can see genuine happiness in his face.

“Neleen, I’m just filled with gratitude! I am happy! Thank you Neleen! We started as friends, and then we will become best friends. We will be loved birds, fiancés, then husband and wife! We will then be the rulers of the kingdom… become parents and we’ll grow old together!”

“Silly Jospeh.”

After some farewells, I headed to the telephone to talk to Cassandra. What will be her reaction?

Is there really a Code Geass, R3, or something like that?

SugarKetch — Thu, 17 May 2012 14:56:19 GMT

:cry:

Originally Posted by SugarKetch

Guys, I really am very confused now since I've heard last year about some rumors of an R3 of Code Geass, and having Lelouch alive as an immortal. I've also seen videos featuring that Lelouch is alive, and proving that there will soon have a season 3 of it. I don't know anything about this, I'm just a big fan of LuluxCC, that's why I want to gather your answers, opinions, please. >.<
Come on, tell me, please.................??? :'(

:pray:

Here's one of the video that I've already seen, and keep on watching many times, to see for myself...

http://youtu.be/gNhyzoq4mxo

:emhh19:

The Next Tron

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NOT YOUR ORDINARY PRINCESS: Chapter 6

AraMichaelis — Wed, 16 May 2012 14:43:59 GMT

ENGAGED- AGAIN?

The sunrays woke me up as they penetrated my room. What a beautiful morning, I thought. As I was washing my face, a knock was heard.

"It is Esther, my Princess."
"Come in, what do you need?"
"I was given orders to ready you for a coming visitor."
"What? Today?"
"Yes, M'lady. We do need to hurry."

And so, we chose a casual gown, a light blue one. The problem is, it wouldn't fit me, so I opted for the white one. My hair was hard to comb. Esther had a hard time so she washed it and applied some coco oil. Because of the frizziness, she just braided it.

"Esther, may I ride my horse?"
"The Queen said you may, but please do wear a wide brimmed hat."
"BOO YEAH... oh, I-I mean... Thank You."

As I rushed down stairs, I was thinking of Mystery and what would the visitor be like.
"Wellington, fetch Mystery please."

As I was at the horse field, I gratefully accepted the warm rays upon my skin, welcomed the windy state of our place and accepted Mother Nature's gifts.

"MYSTERY!!" I gleefully exclaimed as I went to her.

We rode upon the horse track and to the gardens in the interiors of the castle walls. Just as I was starting to have fun, someone waved at me and he looks familiar. He might be one of the guests at the balls our kingdom hosted. And he's with two people, I suppose they were his parents.

The woman looks like she's at her early 40's. She is very charming, beautiful. She has an aura that says; "I am QUEEN. Don't dare touch me."

The man looks jolly in his late 40's. He has a smile on his face.

"Princess, please come with me. The Queen is calling you for breakfast."
"Is that so? Escort me then Esther."

At the dining hall, I saw the three figures earlier. The guy was all smiles while his parents had a disgusted facade.

"Neleen, may I introduce to you the ROyal Family of Garland. Queen Amalthea Elize Maximus, King Thomaseus Joseph Maximus and Prince Thomaseus Joseph Maximus II."

"A pleasant morning your Highnesses, I am Princess Adelaide Eileen Chamberlayne. Well honored to make your acquaintances."

I was nervous as I took my seat. What are they doing here? Could it be that this is an engagement meeting? All these queries came through me as I ate. I can sense Joseph's stares towards me. It makes me awkwardly conscious.

After the solemn meal, the King and the Queens proceeded to the greenhouse as they left me and the prince together.

"Princess Adelaide, I saw you riding a horse earlier."
"Please do call me Neleen. Yes, I was on a horse. Why?"
"I wanna see it close."
"Really? Then, please do follow me."

As we approached the stable, I heard Mystery- growl?

"Easy there girl, what is the matter?"
"Neleen, something's wrong?"
"I don't know but Mystery seems uneasy."
"Maybe because I am not familiar to her yet."
"That can be. But, she never growls to newcomers...Mystery, CALM DOWN!!"

It is peculiar how obnoxious Mystery is today. She never growls unless she feels bad vibes. It has been a long time since I heard her growl like that, and it is for a burglar.

"Let us not ride her now, My Princess. She might not be in condition."
"But I just rode her earlier! It's unreasonable for her to get bad so fast."
"Let's go somewhere else."
"Don't you like horses Joseph?"
"I wanna learn to ride one though. Can you teach me?"
"I can! Mystery... easy there girl.. He's good."
"Uh, N-Neleen, maybe this is a bad idea..."
"Oh, no. Horses have a certain relationship with their riders. When you trust the horse, they trust you too. Let her feel that you are trustworthy."
"One thing Neleen..."
"Yes?"
"If I do fall for you, would you catch me if I do?"
"I can't promise." His face started to frown..
"I'm not good at catching Joseph. My catching skills are bad."

He frowned even more. Did I say something bad?

"Since we are leaving early, I am to give you a token of remembrance of our visit. Open it and let me know." He then gave me a small velvety casket.

A ring welcomed my eye. It was ornate, with a delicate ruby. Small diamonds would surround the shining gem. I could see a queen by the belles. There was a paper beside it. It was intricately designed and these word were printed...

Dear Princess Adelaide,

Please do accept this token of appreciation in behalf of the Royal Maximus Family. We are grateful for the hospitality you have offered us, henceforth, this will be our thanks.

Reading this letter, you must've seen the most extravagant ring in the Kingdom's ownership. It's called "The Queen of the Belles" and this would be offered to you as I propose something.

I, Thomaseus Joseph Maximus II from the Kingdom of Garland, son of Thomaseus Joseph Maximus and Amalthea Elize Maximus from a Royal Family. do herebye propose marriage to Princess Adelaide Eileen Chamberlayne, daughter of Queen Marie Antoinette Chamberlayne of the Schmukteristam Kingdom.

In this proclamation of mine, I hope you would consider and reconsider what your reply might be.
I just hope you are there to catch me when I fall.

Best Regards,
Prince Joseph

"M-ma-MARRIAGE?! Who would marry a girl like me?! DID MY MOTHER THREATEN YOU?!"
"Ask her that question, Neleen. I'll give you time to decide.:
"I'll need that."
"Well then, farewell."

At my room, I was thinking deeply on what would my answer be. Yes or No?

"Neleen, did Joseph tell you?" my mom was with me.
"Yes, mama. I-I was startled, it's too sudden."
"I know. But-"
"What did you do to him mom? Did you threaten him? Did you sell something here?"
"No! Why would I? I mean... I advertised a bit."
"ADVERTISE? Am I a product?"
"But really. Here's the commercial I planned..."

Me: Do you have someone you like?
Joseph: No.
Me: Are you feeling lonely? Do you need a companion?
Joseph: Yes...
Me: THEN I HAVE A DAMSEL IN DISTRESS FOR YOU!!

"...but then, it went like this..."

Me: Do you have someone you like?
Joseph: Yes.
Me: Oh... then I'll have to g-
Joseph: No. Please, I have something to talk to you about.

"...and the rest is history," she ended her commercial.

"Mama, I'm afraid that if I can't catch him, he might hit rock bottom- hard."
"Listen to yourself. Isn't that enough proof that you wanna exert effort so that you can catch him?"
"I-I guess so, Mama. Let me just think about that. Well, good night Mama!"
"Okay. Have a good slumber."

Is this really true? Would someon as handsome as Joseph take interest on me? I just can't help but doubt. But when I look at his eyes, affection towards me is all I could decipher. Joseph, why make me confused?

Get the image! Name the character!

deathking — Wed, 16 May 2012 13:11:36 GMT

Originally Posted by Ragnarok

Here you go, don't mind the minor spoiler btw...

:o_o:ooooooooooooohhh!!!!!!!!!!!!! brings back memories,,,,,, i hope there will be hellgirl season 4!!!!!!!:touched:
Give me Senjougahara Hitagi~

And the WINNER is…

azukare — Wed, 16 May 2012 11:32:34 GMT

And the WINNER is…

Don’t laugh … but washing clothes always give me time to reflect on a lot of important things. Striving to be productive while my mind wanders, I am able to dwell on things that most people won’t probably give a care over. But this is me. I get reflective over a lot of things, believing that they will make a

A Hot Debate
better person out of me, or help me have a better perspective when a situation calls for it.

Thought: Today I overheard my parents arguing. I did not take sides (as is my usual role). I always try my best to be the negotiator (referee!!!) where both parties end up feeling they both won in the argument as much as possible .^__^ I never want any of them feel I play favorites (hahaha!).

Their “debate” kept my mind rolling anyway. I believe that there are, generally, two kinds of arguments.The first is when one has to be right and the other is wrong. The other kind of argument is not a matter of who’s right or who’s wrong , but it becomes a matter of whose preference will rule out. The first is most often about facts. The second is about “who loves more.”

Let me illustrate an example.

Argument 1: A couple who argues whether it was during former Pres. Cory’s time or during former Pres. Ramos’ reign that the 1987 Constitution was revised. Only one would be right and the other would be wrong. It’s an argument over facts. A third party or a published research could be the final decision maker. I am just praying that in arguments like this there would be no sour grapes on the part of the loser, and no blown ego on the winner’s side. ^_^

Argument 2 would be over preferences. One insisting to buy striped curtains for their home and the other pushing for plain color. There is no question of who is right or wrong here. Some people will say that it becomes a matter of will or a matter of who is “boss”. May I say that the one who usually gives in is “the one who loves more.”

Partner A: Ok, dear, if you think that’s better.

Partner B: But, is it what you want?

Partner A: Doesn’t matter, if that makes you happy, I think I’ll be willing to let you choose!

A big smile ensues! ^_____^ “And the winner is ……!”

However, some couples end up with prolonged arguments; probably when both think their ego is at stake? It seems to have become a matter of who should be right (Sigh…) Arguments can create a gap between two people; can’t we avoid it? Winning an argument, for me, is like a shallow victory. I’d rather skip it, than spark it.

I am reminded of the many times I give in to my children’s preferences; although being the parent, many would say I should win over them. Not my opinion though. I’d rather avoid an argument than start one. I’d rather cut short a debate than make things worse. I don’t want to end up being “the winner” just because I am the parent. Being conscientious helps. I am glad for those times when my children gives in because “it will make Mom happier”. End of argument. Period.

Lesson here: Identify what kind or argument is brewing. Then decide if prolonging it will make relationships get better, dampen it. .. or kill it. The choice is yours. @_@

CODE GEASS SEASON 3..!!! yeah..1!

deathking — Wed, 16 May 2012 04:34:55 GMT

:hmmm:

Originally Posted by deathking

i hope it's not a remake ,,, i want to see more of lelouch!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! XD

Sunset

azukare — Wed, 16 May 2012 01:05:48 GMT

He was a sad guy, a loner, a flightless bird.

An emo.

He walks stealthy, and have this fear to catch an attention. He walks with a bowed head, and afraid of eye contact. He is afraid the world would read his soul and be judged negatively.Confidence was so low, that he thought he can never be of help in any way, to anyone. How can someone who can not even help himself be of help to others?

He lived in the dark side of this world, where he was named “failure” and his nickname was “inutil”. It is the side of the world where sun seems not to shed its ray of light. As other sees hope in everyday, his was another struggle.
Even sleep can not give him the peace he search for, but it gave him a hope… a chance that he may not wake up and end all of his sufferings.

Frustrations are written over the walls of his room, scribbled in his notebooks, painted in the pieces of paper where he combines colors of black, red, brown and grey. His best friend, is definitely his room. His only witness for each tear he cried for every downfall, for every pain. His body is the absorber of the emotions too much for him to contain. He felt so numb that pierces and tattoos manifest the wounds he has from within. His heart is the dwelling of complaints, questions, and hopelessness. He totally believes that dreams are out of reach. He gave up even before he started. For him, good things can not be achieved, can not be experienced, and can only be dreamt of.

But life is good. It surprises us a lot. It surprises us everyday.

She came with that beautiful smile, that brightened his everyday. She’s like an angel sent by heaven to save him. That beautiful mind which touched his heart. Her good heart which opened his mind. Those hands that made him feel life is good and future is just one sleep away. She made him feel excited every night, looking forward for the next morning and praying hard that the night is not his last one. That he would see the brightness of the sun, and it turns gold during twilight. He learned to draw his dreams… and dream big, with her, and certainly…for her.

She made everything effortless. And he is very cooperative. He believes in her, and she is his key to happiness.

She lent him wings and thought him how to fly. She is the only person he allowed to reach for him. He allowed her to break the walls and save him. He allowed her into his heart, his mind, and his system. She conquered his life.

She introduced to him “hope”.

She made him realized that there are more colors in this world… his paintings now has red, yellow and other earth and light colors.

He paints happiness, and no longer sorrow.

He paints smile, and not tears.

He paints life rather than death.

But some good things never last.

Some people just passed by, to teach us lesson. To do their purpose in our lives.

Maybe, she was sent to made him realize that there’s more in this life. That there are a lot of good things this life reserves for us. That pains, frustrations, and disappointments are just part of making this life, and part of making us strong.

She turned on the light in his dark world. And even now that she is gone, that light she left still serves as his guide. She instilled in him that losing a part of your life, doesn’t mean that you need to lose the whole of it. It’s just looking at the glass half full rather than half empty.

Looking back at those dark times, he knows that he would never lock himself in that dark room again.

And he hopes that those still trapped in the darkness, can find their way out from “within”. If not, he hopes someone can save them just like what “his sunset” did.

And like his favorite sunset, in the city, in the field, or in the beach… she will always be the hope he is keeping in his heart, “his sunset”.

Animazement!!!

Megpoid07 — Tue, 15 May 2012 20:37:04 GMT

So you guess where right!! Good things are going on!! My dad moved out, my grades are a working progress, and I get to have this fun this month!!!
So this weekend the family and my little sister friend get to all go to a race in Charlotte!! Then next weekend I'm going to Animazement with my friends for 3 days!! And get a day off cause its memorial day weekend!!! Then after that just another 8 days till it's Summer break!! YAHOOO!!!
I'm so excited!!

Summer Ends

blankpage143 — Tue, 15 May 2012 13:53:49 GMT

What would you feel when summer ends???? would you feel bored again thinking that the school year is starting again that there would be less play and more studying...more indoor activities than outdoors.....more projects and homework than mingling with friends.......would you think and hope that summer never ends....

You what do you feel???

:omg::omg::omg::omg:

NOT YOUR ORDINARY PRINCESS: Chapter 5

AraMichaelis — Tue, 15 May 2012 01:50:40 GMT

Cassandra's Visit, Search for the New Prince!!

As I was staring outside the window one morning, a knock came by my door.

"Who is it?"

"Cassandra."

"Oh!! Come in please."
Cassandra Veronica Vuitton is my bestfriend. She is a really serious person and smiles seldom. She is the daughter of a baron and baroness and is about to get married to a prince. She is really good in giving pieces of advice. We are total opposites. She is pretty, I am not. She's serious, I am not so serious... it's basically the reason why we like each other.

"I heard you're sad. I came to comfort."

"You are always like that Cassy, thank you."

"So, what should we do? I guess you can ride Mystery?"

"I can't. I am in the midst of a punishment."

"Grounded? I asked your mama already. You are free."

"Really? Then, what are we waiting for? Let's go!"
I was really happy back then. I can ride Mystery now. As we approached the stable, we had this conversation.

"Your mama told me that you have undergone a heart strain. Did you Neleen?"

"Yes. Eric hates me. He thinks I am ugly that is why he can't marry me."

"He said that? I thought he likes you..."

"What?"

"Oh, nevermind. I was babbling."

"Cassy, do you really have to be beautiful for people to love you?"

"Physical Appearance is actually a big factor. It is what the person you meet sees first. If he sees your face in a chaotic status, he has an inference that you might be a chaotic person, full of havoc. But, what is the use of having a goddess-like appearance if you have no heart? That's just absurd."

"I see what you mean Cassy. Am I really that ugly?"

"Yes, you are ugly because you don't take care of yourself."

"Cassy, here I thought you are to comfort me?"

"I am just saying the truth Neleen. True friends are there to correct and guide each other. If it means to say hurtful yet factful words, I will do it so that you might see your mistake and change for the better. If I'm just a friend by name, I really wouldn't bother seeing you today.

Many people would say you are ugly because they are still at the preliminary part of meeting you which is by looking at your appearance. But believe me Neleen, people like me, your mama, even Eric likes you for we have already seen the genuine you. You have this good aura going on. Everyone around you smiles."

"Thank you Cassy. I appreciate having you as a friend, a true friend. Mystery is waiting!!"
At last... I rode Mystery. She rubbed her face on me like she also missed me. It's nice to feel the speed again. I am happy to sense the sun upon my pallid face and the wind through my dry hair. I felt fulfilled.

Cassandra and I did many things. We had tea and talked about being strong and not let boys put our guards down.

"Boys are a nuisance in our world Neleen. They can hurt and slay the heart that loves them. But honestly, they can really give you heart-stopping moments. They can give you happiness. Just don't expect it can last, especially if your relationship is for vanity."

How glad am I that she was my best friend? I am uberly glad.

During dusk, she had to go home. As we bid our teary goodbyes, I have realized that the love a man can give to you can never surpass a friend's affection.

"Neleen, why the sudden burst?"

"I am just happy that you are my friend. Waaahahaha!! D': I am glad I have found you."

"So am I Neleen, so am I. Farewell thee Neleen!!"

That night before I surrender to a peaceful slumber, Mama came to my room.

"Neleen, how was your day?"

"I had fun with Cassy, Mama... i had overcome my depression."

"Good. Now tell me Neleen.. do you know other guys you have talked with?"

"Oh, there is Eric. There is also Eric... and Eric.. and Eric too. I give up. He is the only guy I know."

"Really?"
I pondered for a while a remembered the escape at my party.

"I am not familiar with him but we had an exchange of sentence. His name was.... Thomas.. Joseph? Maxim...? Oh, I don't know ma. But he was a prince."

"Maybe you mean Thomaseus Joseph Maximus? I know him. Okay... sleep tight Neleen!!"

What plan is Mama concocting? It's peculiar for her to act like that...

Mother's Day?

AraMichaelis — Sun, 13 May 2012 09:22:29 GMT

I'm not really one of those kids that are really close to their moms. I am very close to my dad, rather.

You can't really call my mom as the usual mom. She isn't in the house often because she's usually in her office. She has this really difficult work tasked on her shoulders so she usually faces her paper works, cellphone and laptop. Every month, she goes on a business trip that would last for a week or so. Leaving me, my sister and dad alone in the house.

But in the midst of all those activities and work she does, she's the best mom a kid can get. Even though she isn't always around, I can always feel that she is with me. She tries her best to spend time with us on Sundays (like going to Church, Malls and the likes). She tries to make us laugh, even if it makes her look dumb. She gives us what we need and is supportive when it comes to academics.

I don't really like the drama and I'm really shy in greeting her a Happy Mother's Day since we aren't really closely-knit. I haven't even done anything to surprise her for Mother's Day.

But even though I'm not really expressive about it, I love this woman. She's the best and I can never find another one like her. She's one of the gifts I am very thankful for and God knows how important she is to me.

So this is to my Mom!

NOT YOUR ORDINARY PRINCESS: Chapter 4

AraMichaelis — Sun, 13 May 2012 09:00:30 GMT

Engaged?

I wake up to the sound of music as the birds tweet by. What a beautiful morning, now's the perfect time for horsebackri... Oh, I forgot that I am grounded...

"WHAT?? YOU'RE GONNA ENGAGE ME TO NELEEN?!"
Eric? Yes, that was him. At the greenhouse just near my room. As I was looking by the window, I can see his frustrated look.

"I beg your pardon, my queen, but I cant. She cannot even love herself... how much more loving others? She doesn't bother to take care of herself and it makes her ugly outside. Hating herself makes her ugly inside. My apologies my queen, I cannot approve to that proposal."

Ouch. That was clear... Clear as the steel sword that is currently splitting my heart into two.
I cried of course. Stopped and cried some more... and cried... then cried some more... and opened the door for Mama was there.

"Neleen, what's the matter?"

"I heard it all mama... All of it!! It hurts!! Oh, how fate so cruel for people like me!"

"Eric's just boisterous... hush now.."

"How can I hush Mama? He's the only boy in my mind ever since I met him... he is the only one who I had imagined everyday as my husband... He's my Prince... but he hates me because I'm ugly!! Just as I thought, no one would ever love me, not the subjects, not the people, not Eric, not even YOU!!"

SLAP!

"How dare you say that to me? I who took are and nourished you? The one who loved you even if nobody will? The one who is more hurt everytime you are teased and laughed at? I who carried you heavily during that 9 months and gave birth to you? That hurts me the most Neleen... your pain can't overcome what I feel right now, hearing you say that..."
She cried...

"M-ma- MAMAAAAAAA!!!!!!!! I-Im sor-ry!! I'm just sad Mama... SORRY!! Mama..."

"I forgive you Neleen... hush now.."

"Mama, is loving someone like this? I thought love is a device to make you happy... It can hurt you too..."

"Yes, you are correct... but it is also a device to make you stronger with all the hurt and challenges that comes with it... remember that Neleen.. I am gonna leave you now. Just cry it all out."

"Mama, wait."

"What is it... don't mind me... just let it all out.."

"U-uum-mm... My breakfast... I'm hungry now..he-hhe.."

"O-o-Oh... yes.. Of course."

"Mama..."

"Yes, Neleen? Anything else?"

"Thank you. ^w^"

For days, I cannot stop remembering what Eric said..
"...She cannot even love herself... how much more loving others? She doesn't bother to take care of herself and it makes her ugly outside. Hating herself makes her ugly inside. My apologies my queen, I cannot approve to that proposal."
I always cry remembering that bitter moment. I never thought love can give you so much pain like it gives ecstasy..

Is a physical look of an individual important for a relationship?

Only Time will tell...............

azukare — Sun, 13 May 2012 04:51:09 GMT

Just when you thought everything is doing fine, and you have surpassed all the storms that life has to offer, comes the unthinkable. You suddenly realized that the only thing that is constant in this world is change.

Feeling left out in the cold
Everybody changes.

Feelings change.

Trust turns into distrust.

Faith turns into frustration.

Love turns into hate.

Your perfect world suddenly falls apart.

Just when you thought you are secured with the presence of the person you love, then comes the biggest surprise of all. There is the saying that you can measure the character of the person you love in the times of adversity, and in crucial times when his total commitment is needed. When he is ready to take the journey with you through good times and bad times, and is not afraid of the future.

When he suddenly realized that he is not prepared to do so. Then, his character is weak. And he doesn’t love you that much after all. But most of all, something must be bothering him, or worst, someone might be bothering him. Maybe he has found another. Then all your hopes and dreams fade away. All the plans vanished into thin air. Everything changed in the blink of an eye.

You made him the center of your world. Your world revolved around him. You tried your best to make things work out. But things are not enough. You are not enough. He is not happy after all. And when you hear him say it, it hurts even more. It’s like a slap on the face.

How could you ever trust him again? How can you be sure that he is not going to hurt you again?

But when he realized his mistake, he goes back to you. And you tell yourself, maybe he was just tempted or he just wanted a little fun. Now he is coming home to you. That’s how men are. He then asks for your forgiveness and understanding. Well you listen and try to understand, but deep inside you, you know you should be wiser this time. Well, I guess you can give him another try, but this would be the last. There is a saying fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice, shame on me. But only time could tell if things would work out or not.

One of those days

Nyamh — Sat, 12 May 2012 07:48:28 GMT

Today is one of those days that I don't want to do anything that I normally do. I especially don't feel like writing... which is exactly why I'm writing right now. I will never improve if I follow my cranky urges. If I truly want to be a writer, then I better darn well write.

So. What kind of story should I write next? I'm totally stuck at the moment. I'm in the process of character sketching a couple different stories but they're turning out to be way more complicated and messy than I thought. I want to write something a bit simpler. Any ideas?

I'll go out on a limb now, and post something that I never do, and that's poetry. I mostly do stories, nonfiction and fiction, but I never write poetry. I must be really off today to have written this. So here it is, my first serious poem :)

Bisection

I gaze through the window at the powerful eloquence of his movements
The bloodred intensity of that finite moment
The timidity of my captured mind
The radiant stars couldn’t compare
A mysterious assault on the cobwebs in my heart
Illuminating the grit and the menace that lives within
In that moment, an emotion like flint was born
Hard, sharp, without give

Green and brown meet, through the window’s expanse
The unforgiving spasm of the moment
unbearable
I lower the blinds on the redemptive hope
The room pitched into darkness
And focus, instead, on weaving shadow with bitter regret.

(note: all of my fiction and literary work is posted elsewhere as well. When it's completely up and running, I'll post it here.)