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Post by jigglypuff177 on Nov 17, 2009 18:41:56 GMT 8
Okay so I like to write. Here's one that I wrote before. I wish I'd be able to finish the pitch I'm supposed to submit to Sis Claire but I came up with this instead. Haha!
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So one day I was at the psychiatrist's office. We were talking and she asked me, "If you could describe your life in one word, what would that word be?" To that I replied:
Me - "LACKING"
Dr. Chen - "Lacking? Why do you say that?"
Me - "Well, I lack self-confidence. I lack friends. I lack loving relationships. I lack sleep. I lack exercise. I lack good health, which probably stems from the lack of exercise. I lack employment. I lack job opportunities. I lack financial stability, which probably stems from the lack of employment and job opportunities. I lack hope for the future. I lack..."
Dr. Chen - "OK OK OK... Let me stop you there. You apparently have a very negative outlook on life. What we need to do is reverse your perspective. You need to think positive. Now, think for a moment. Instead of things that you lack, can you think of things that you have an abundance of?"
I thought for a short moment, two seconds to be exact...
Me - "Hmm... Ok... Well, I have an abundance of doubt. I have an abundance of insecurity. I have an abundance of loneliness. I have an abundance of fatigue. I have an abundance financial problems. I have an abundance of despair for the days to come. I have an abundance of..."
Dr. Chen - "No no no... You're getting this all wrong. That's not positive thinking. When you group a positive thing with a negative thing, you still get a negative. It's like math. A positive times a negative results in a negative."
Me - "So does this mean a negative and a negative will get me a positive?"
Dr. Chen - "Sure. For example, if you put together a negative, 'I did not...' with another negative, say, '...rob a bank.' You get 'I did not rob a bank.' See? That's something positive."
Me - "What are you talking about? I just told you I was poor. If I robbed a bank, my financial situation would be much better."
Dr. Chen - "But what if you got caught? Then that'd be a negative."
Me - "But you didn't say anything about getting caught. You just said rob a bank."
Dr. Chen - "OK fine. Bad example. How about 'I don't have' and 'cancer'. Two negatives that are positive when put together."
Me - "Wait... That's not right. Doing that results in nothing. Besides, a majority of people don't get cancer. So that's a neutral. Two negatives gets you nothing. And what about all that talk about 'Two wrongs don't make a right'? That's a common truth..."
Dr. Chen - "Listen here, punk. I'm the doctor and you're the patient. You have to listen to what I say. I know what's right. I went to college. Did you go to college?"
Me - "Yeah... I go there five times a week."
Dr. Chen - "Gah... Never mind. This is getting out of hand. We're not even on topic anymore. If I clear you, I don't have to see you anymore, do I?"
Me - "Yeah... But I don't think..."
She quickly stamps my release forms. "Congratulations, you're now mentally stable. Now get the h3ll out of my office."
As I left the office, I mumbled to myself, "D@mn... what a B!tch... Hope I never see her again."
As I left the office, Dr. Chen mumbled to herself, "D@mn... what an a$$hole... Hope I never see her again."
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Three days later I tried robbing a bank. I left my car in front of the entrance for a quick getaway. Of course while I was inside, my car got towed away. I got seven blocks away before a police dog turned my left leg into a chew toy. The police applauded me for making it that far on foot.
I plead insanity to avoid jail time. I now see Dr. Chen three times a week.
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Post by nicky on Nov 17, 2009 22:01:44 GMT 8
wa ha ha ha ha ha ..that was funny sis jais ;D more more please perhaps you can incorporate some of your funny moments in aga-gel drama ..that would be fun
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Post by jigglypuff177 on Nov 18, 2009 2:49:54 GMT 8
XD I have geek humor lang eh. Hehe. Sige someday. Yay!
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Post by angelcharmz on Nov 18, 2009 8:33:25 GMT 8
[glow=red,2,300]wahhhh kalowka ;D..
sis you're truly a certified artist..
They should have also seek your opinion on Angels' last teleserye " Only You"...hehehehehehe [/glow]
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Post by jigglypuff177 on Nov 19, 2009 0:47:45 GMT 8
Thanks mga Sis. Lakas ko naman sa inyo. Kung disiplinado lang akong tao gusto ko sana magsulat for TV. Kaso super amateur ako eh. I can't write on cue unlike most TV writers. Inspiration type of person ako and I can never work around a deadline. I have friends who helped write Encantadia (which is by far one of the best TV series produced by GMA to date). Pero sana someday I'd finally be able to write something worthwile.
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Post by jigglypuff177 on Nov 19, 2009 1:15:30 GMT 8
Tried my hand at drama. Sorry walang outlet. Haha!
================================================== Mornings...
The bright rays of sunlight that entered through the sheer white curtains of the room woke her from her deep slumber. Every part of her body was aching; her head from too much alcohol, her legs from the excessive dancing she did in the club last night and her heart from the emptiness that sprung from yesterdays events and last night's temporary euphoria.
She stood up, a bit dizzy and confused. But as the room slowly came into view, she started to remember everything that transpired in the past 24 hours.
"Hey, we'd stay friends right?" he asked with a painful look on his face.
"Of course, I promised no complications right? Besides, why would I stop you from doing the right thing?" she answered trying hard to appear nonchalant about the news he just broke to her a few minutes ago.
He needed to stop seeing her because his wife was due soon. The sonogram results said it was going to be a boy, which was what he'd always wanted. He felt guilty and wanted to concentrate on being a good husband again and now, a dad.
Theirs was a simple deal. His wife was pregnant but he had certain biological needs that she simply could not accommodate for nine long months.
They met on the club she frequents more than seven months ago. He talked about how frustrated he was at getting turned down every single night. There were scientific reasons that proved it was perfectly safe so he couldn't understand why she continued to refuse him. Surely, she had needs too.
She thought his situation was kind of funny and his favors to his wife a bit disgusting. But there was something so naive and charming that she couldn't help but be drawn to him. Maybe it was the way he talked or the way he opened up about something personal to a total stranger. Whatever it was, it slowly invoked something in her heart she thought was never there. She was after all a party girl. Someone who's determined to dance her way through life and emerge victorious. She changed partners as often as would change her shoes.
She saw more of him in the days that followed. Amidst six to ten bottles of beer they would talk about everything and nothing. He had an easy humor that slowly put her at ease with him and when they talk he'd always look her straight in the eye, something the other guys would never do. He also paid attention to everything she would say. He'd be frustrated if she would talk about the things that stressed her out and he would look happy every time she talked about her success stories.
Aside from that, they both found out they were very much into art films. She dismissed guys to be just James Bond/action-movie freaks. He however, loved simple yet larger than life narratives; something that intrigued her very much.
It was like that for some time and she was fine with it. He was after all a married guy and conversations with married men were okay as long as that remained to be the only thing they did with her. A month after constantly accidentally bumping into each other in the club , he asked her to dance; something he never did. She obliged since she now considered him her "friend".
It was an electrifying dance. They grooved to the salsa beat in perfect harmony as if they knew each others' bodies well. One thing led to another until they finally found themselves entering her apartment room.
She was drunk that night but she remembered his every touch and how seemingly well he knew her body. Soul to soul they connected and that night became the most blissful ever in her life.
She woke up the next morning and found him sleeping silently beside her. Looking at his sleeping figure, she realized things have suddenly become more complicated and yet her entire being remained strangely calm as if everything they did together was the most correct thing she ever did her entire life. Being with him was (and she was sad to admit) the only thing that made her genuinely happy.
It carried on that way for a few months and every morning she'd find herself wanting things she honestly thought she never needed. Everyday since then, her thoughts would be filled with a lot of what-ifs and a lot of other ideas that talked about the future and sometimes even forever. She wanted answers but she never dared ask. She was in a dream, she told herself. She would soon need to wake up but she'd gladly do anything to remain dreaming. She also wasn't sure how he felt either. He never talked about the future nor her position in his life. All the conversations remained to be about everything and nothing minus their relationship, the things ahead or the consequences of their actions. Perhaps she just filled in for his wife but then she thought it would be awfully nice if she was more than that.
Yesterday was different however. He told her his wife was already suspicious and it might be dangerous for the baby if she continued to worry or worse found out what he was doing. So he needed to straighten things out in his life and well, they would have to stop seeing each other.
"But honestly, I really do want us to be friends," he continued not sure how she was feeling.
"I'd like that too. Oh, I bet you'll be a good Dad so I guess... Good luck?" she replied with a silent smile. She tried as hard as she could to hide the pain that was slowly killing her.
"Thanks," he said quietly. He left after the last spoon of mango sherbet they had for dessert.
She partied hard that night and wanted so desperately to drop dead after dancing. Oh, and she consumed more than her usual amount of alcohol. But even the extremes were not sufficient to drown out the pain that was now embedded in both her heart and soul. She also hung out with a lot of guys and ended up sleeping with one.
She stood up from her the bed walked towards the refrigerator and drank a whole glass of water. She was a bit dizzy but at least the headache was bearable. Then almost immediately the bathroom door swung open.
"Hey gorgeous you're finally up," the guy whose name she couldn't even remember said as he gave her a kiss on the forehead.
To her surprise he suddenly put his arms around her and brought her closer to his chest. He then whispered, "Last night was amazing I will definitely call you back."
Looking up to him she coyly said, "Indeed it was. See you again tonight?"
"Oh not tonight. I have to be with the wife I'm sorry," he replied sounding a bit worried.
"Hey that's not a problem. I'm kinda used to that," she replied casually.
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Post by nicky on Nov 19, 2009 2:48:42 GMT 8
wow sis jais, that's amazing ..you can actually write a complete novel if you devote time to it ..so love it
before i got into this blog thingy i was into reading novels ..i even splurge my salary on hardbound and paperback more than anything else *addict*
your story reminds me of Jane Green, a British author focusing on women stories
you make me visualize the event and what she's feeling ..wow
hope sis you will take writing seriously ..really!
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Post by nicky on Nov 19, 2009 2:55:18 GMT 8
Thanks mga Sis. Lakas ko naman sa inyo. Kung disiplinado lang akong tao gusto ko sana magsulat for TV. Kaso super amateur ako eh. I can't write on cue unlike most TV writers. Inspiration type of person ako and I can never work around a deadline. I have friends who helped write Encantadia (which is by far one of the best TV series produced by GMA to date). Pero sana someday I'd finally be able to write something worthwile. perhaps sis you can write a proposal and send it to publishers ..then if they like your idea, they will sign you up to complete a novel ..an editor can then work with you for inputs and push you i guess if needed hehe ..like a mentor coaching
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Post by jigglypuff177 on Nov 19, 2009 3:03:13 GMT 8
I got signed up with Psicom Publishing before but only to work on graphics novel/manga type stories. Kaso when I read the other manuscripts (I copy-edited some of them), I chickened out and felt so insecure. So I stuck to editing comics/manga and the like na lang. Ewan ko siguro someday, when the right inspiration hits me.
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Post by jigglypuff177 on Nov 19, 2009 3:04:29 GMT 8
wow sis jais, that's amazing ..you can actually write a complete novel if you devote time to it ..so love it before i got into this blog thingy i was into reading novels ..i even splurge my salary on hardbound and paperback more than anything else *addict* your story reminds me of Jane Green, a British author focusing on women stories you make me visualize the event and what she's feeling ..wow hope sis you will take writing seriously ..really! To be compared to Jane Green is too much. A roomate of mine in college loves her too. Waa! I love to read din sis. As in everything from fiction to non-fiction basta anything I can get my hands on. Hehe.
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Post by nicky on Nov 19, 2009 3:19:03 GMT 8
wow sis jais, that's amazing ..you can actually write a complete novel if you devote time to it ..so love it before i got into this blog thingy i was into reading novels ..i even splurge my salary on hardbound and paperback more than anything else *addict* your story reminds me of Jane Green, a British author focusing on women stories you make me visualize the event and what she's feeling ..wow hope sis you will take writing seriously ..really! To be compared to Jane Green is too much. A roomate of mine in college loves her too. Waa! I love to read din sis. As in everything from fiction to non-fiction basta anything I can get my hands on. Hehe. there's another british author sis, jilly cooper her works are naughtier than jane's .. but my fave are mostly american authors ..yayyyy we're kindred soul sis ..i love reading since i was young ..i remember when i was in elementary i started reading my aunts college text books when i ran out of books to read hahahaha
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Post by nicky on Nov 19, 2009 3:21:34 GMT 8
I got signed up with Psicom Publishing before but only to work on graphics novel/manga type stories. Kaso when I read the other manuscripts (I copy-edited some of them), I chickened out and felt so insecure. So I stuck to editing comics/manga and the like na lang. Ewan ko siguro someday, when the right inspiration hits me. i kinda understand that sis ..that's the artist in you ..i guess you need a muse had you been a painter lol
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