A Geisha In A Past Life

Warning: This entry contains more questions than answers. What does “vote responsibly” actually mean? Does it mean being a responsible citizen and vote for the sake of voting or being a responsible citizen and vote for the right candidates? That is where my problem lies--- who exactly are the right candidates? I’ve been a registered voter for 8 years now. I will admit that I didn’t have this much predicament in the past--- which names I will write in my ballot. For the previous elections, I have always seen a couple of candidates who were sincere enough and have that desire to serve the nation. They had been enough for me. I wasn’t satisfied, but at least a couple of candidates with good intentions are better than none. At least we have a David to fight a Goliath—a small chance, but a chance nevertheless. The upcoming elections should’ve awakened that tiny hope deep within me--- that we will have another batch of politicians who can truly serve the nation and uplift...

I've been writing fanfiction since I was 14. Except that I didn't know it was called Fanfiction back then.  But I never finish them. My fanfiction.net stories are all on hiatus-- FFn. name: angelchoo This is the first time I've finished one so I just can't help but be proud of it.  Here it is: http://www.wattpad.com/story/1457715-fix-me

DECISIONS DECISIONS: WHICH FANDOM RULES MY WORLD Every time I open any webpage with the word Breaking Dawn on it, there's always a mention of Harry Potter and vice versa. Honestly, I am so tired. Tired of hearing comparisons between the two because they shouldn't be compared. And here comes Hunger Games. Now they’re a trio. Before you read the next paragraphs , I am warning you--- I am a potterhead and always will be. Some of my reasons will appear a bit biased, but I am trying to be objective as I write this.  And oh, I include both movies and books. MY TWILIGHT PHASE: Why and why not Twilight? First of all, before twihards start throwing insults and harsh words towards me, I am saying this--- I don't hate twilight. In fact, I went through a Twilight phase (I mean an Edward phase) and am still going through a Jasper phase. I'm not ashamed of it. Again, I don’t hate Twilight. I like it, though I can say I don't love it as much as I...

I've been keeping these notebooks for more than 20 years. They contain my pre-desktop comp/laptop stories. I used to bring a spiral notebook everyday so I can write wherever I go. Most of the time, the biggest and greatest ideas catch us off guard and come to us during the least expected moments. They used to be 50 +, but they're down to 26. I've thrown the others due to personal reasons. I still read them sometimes and the stories I've written still affect me big time. :) The stories inside these notebooks matter a lot to me, but what matter most are the memories and inspiration attached to these stories. Sometimes, when I read them, I am still astonished that I managed to write them. And then I remember what pushed me to do so and it won't come as a surprise anymore. Indeed,  memories and feelings  matter so much to a writer.

Swear am going to miss these girls.

Chapter 3 Disclaimer: Written mainly to satisfy PhilJess shipper hearts. This fanfic has no influence to the real lives of the characters. She is nervous. Her hands are clammy. Her heart is racing. Her mind is blank. Yes, she is nervous as hell. “Penny for your thoughts, Skinny Mini Me?” Jessica jumped in surprise at the sound of the voice. It was Colton’s. She almost forgot the people she’s with. That’s what that guy does to her. She smiled at him and shook her head. Colton, as usual, doesn’t seem to believe her because he once said he could see right through her, but he didn’t comment and went back to chatting with Skylar, whom, Jessica noticed was flirting a little. She smiled at her two friends. Skylar has a crush on Colton. Everyone knew that. Well, except for Colton. Guys really are naïve. Jessica turned her attention to the other people in the van: Elise, Hollie, Heejun, and Joshua. All seven of them are on their way to the hospital where Phillip is re...

Chapter 2 Disclaimer: This fanfic is written mainly to satisfy PhilJess shipper hearts and has no influence to the real lives of the characters. Seeing her go hurts a lot. He knows he’ll see her in a few days because of the Idol Tour, but it still damn hurts. He followed her car with his gaze until it faded from sight. After what seemed like a long time, Phillip moved away from the window and sat down at the edge of his bed, his hands on his face. Another thought filled his mind. Why did he do that? Why did he kiss her? Yes, it was merely a soft peck on her lips, but it made everything worse. Worse because he could still remember the softness of her lips. Worse because she tastes like strawberry. Worse because he didn’t know why he did that. Worse because instead of him being able to finally get over whatever is confusing him, his stupid action just made him feel more confused. Worse because he has a girlfriend. WORST because he just can’t stop thinking of her. H...