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Name: Aina Country: Malaysia Birthday: 11/10/1985 Gender: Female
Interests: LoTR, Mediator, Harry Potter, CSI, Angel, Buffy, Fastlane, Alias, Lost, matchbox twenty, Switchfoot, Linkin Park, The Darkness, MCBC, Cellular, Equilibrium, Football aka Soccer, Writing, Fanfictions, Reading, the colour Black. Expertise: Er...writing, laughing, talking about football, singing off-tune, chatting on MSN, spotting hot guys, being fashionably late. Occupation: Student
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| Changed my layout because I have nothing better to do. It looks prettier, I think. No updates except I got a job! The first interview I went to and I got it, lol. Beginner's luck, I guess. Need to try and write more fics. Oh well. | | |
| HAPPY NEW YEAR 2007! Very late, very sorry. Been a bad Xangaer. Honestly 2007 hasn't exactly started off that well, with the death of MCBC. Yes, it is dead and replaced by MCMB (Meg Cabot Message Board) and with all due respects to Meg and all the admins, it's not the same. There are more rules and my beloved Footie Chat thread is no more...that's what sucks the most, because the Footie Chat thread is one of the best things in my life. Or WAS one of the best things *sigh* At least I managed to update one of my almost-dead fics. I've lost interest in them, but whatever, I'll try to finish at least one. So here's an excerpt of Forbidden Chapter 12, Fraud - Suze I didn’t know how long I just stood there and stared at him, until he asked if he could come in. I was tempted to say no, considering the look on his face and the fact that my apartment was pretty much in a mess. But I stepped aside, and Dylan practically stomped in, his face like thunder. I knew this must have something to do with Jesse, and my body quickly filled with cold dread. “What the hell is going on?” he said all of a sudden, swerving to face me as I closed the door. I narrowed my eyes. “Shouldn’t I be the one to ask –” “I mean, you and Jesse. What is going on? First you two are together, then you’re breaking up, then you’re together again and now you’re not? Can’t you two just make up your minds?” he stopped, looking hard at me. Despite the truth in his words, I felt my blood simmer. I mean, who wanted to wake up on a Sunday morning to be shouted at by your ex-boyfriend’s best friend? “Dylan, I don’t think it’s any of your damn business,” I snapped, crossing my arms and fixing him an equally hard look. “Of course it’s my business, when one half of this confusing couple is my best friend and I don’t even know if I can call him my best friend anymore, since I could barely recognize him whenever I see him,” he said, and started pacing around the living room. I sighed. “Look, I don’t know how much you know, but we decided that we weren’t meant to be together, and that’s it. We’re just not together.” He stopped and glared at me again. “You mean, both of you decided or you decided?” “What does it matter? It’s over, okay. Now if you’re here to yell at me-” “Do you have any idea how bad he’s feeling right now? Huh, Suze? Do you?” I paused and without invitation, the sadness that was so obvious on Jesse’s face the day I met him flashed into my mind. God only knew how much I understood that look, even on the day of my best friend’s wedding. “He’s sad. I can understand. I feel the same way…but I know he will get over it,” I said, even though part of me was hoping, selfishly, that he would never get over me. Dylan scoffed. “You can understand. I see. It’s so easy for you to understand when you’re off with a new guy, starting a new relationship, not thinking twice about the fact you just dumped the man you’re supposedly so in love with not two months ago. Yeah, Suze, I can see how you can understand.” My face heated at the sarcasm in his tone. I felt ashamed, not because that he thought I didn’t understand but because in actual fact, there was no other man in my life. I had told so many lies that it wasn’t even hard for me to believe that there could actually be another man in my life. Otherwise, how could I have ended things with Jesse, right? What sane woman would? “You don’t understand,” was all I could reply, and I knew I had said the wrong thing because he practically went ballistic the next second. “You’re right, Suze, I don’t understand! I don’t understand how someone like Jesse could change just because of something you did. God dammit, do you have any idea what happened to Jesse last night?” | | |
| I haven't been here in ages! Gosh, with all my assignments, exams and icon-making, I just didn't have the time to write my fanfics - therefore my Xanga got abandoned as well. But I'm back now, so hopefully I can get some things done! First things first, recap - --> I've just finished my last semester in the uni, so now I'm lost and unemployed. I don't know if I want to study more, but I don't feel like working either. So yeah...undecided, that's me. --> I had my 21st birthday on 10th Nov, and it was okay. Pretty boring actually, except I got some really nice presents and my friend Mindy from Alaska sent me a parcel of Jolly Ranchers! They're really nice  --> I feel bad that I haven't written my fics in a long time...especially since I know for sure that there are people waiting for them. I'm just a perfectionist so I don't want to update just for the sake of updating. It has to be something I can at least be halfway proud of. So wish me luck! Okay, to make this post less uninteresting - What are your favourite songs of the year 2006
Bold the ones you love, cross the ones that you don't know. Leave those songs that you feel normal with them.
1. Over My Head - Fray 2. My Love- Justin Timberlake 3. Too Little Too Late- JoJo 4. Far Away - Nickleback 5. Lips of an Angel - Hinder
6. Say Goodbye - Chris Brown 7. Come To Me - Diddy Featuring Nicole Scherzinger 8. Gallery - Mario Vazquez 9. Right Where You Want Me - Jesse McCartney
10. White & Nerdy - Weird Al Yankovic 11. Chasing Cars - Snow Patrol 12. Show Stopper - Danity Kane 13. Fergalicious - Fergie 14. Call Me When Your Sober - Evanescence 15. Sexyback- Justin Timberlake 16. Money Maker - Ludacris featuring Pharrell 17. Smack That - Akon Featuring Eminem 18. Long Way To Go - Cassie 19. I Write Sins Not Tragedies - Panic! At The Disco
20. Waiting On The World To Change - John Mayer
21. Get Up - Ciara featuring Chamillionaire 22. Chain Hang Low - JibbsSnap Yo Fingers - 'Lil Jon 23. London Bridge - Fergie 24. What Hurts The Most - Rascal Flatts 25. I Wanna Love You - Akon Featuring Snoop Dogg 26. The Black Parade - My Chemical Romance 27. Irreplaceable - Beyonce 28. Hurt - Christina Aguilera 29. Buttons - Pussycat Dolls featuring Big Snoop Dogg 30. Move Along - All American Reject 31. When You Were Young - The Killers
32. I Know You See It - Yung Joc Featuring Brandy 'Ms. B.' Hambrick
33. Walk Away - Paula DeAnda 34. Before He Cheats - Carrie Underwood
35. Miracle - Cascada 36. Pullin' Me Back - Chingy featuring Tyrese 37. Ain't No Other Man - Christina Aguilera 38. That Girl - Frankie J Featuring Mannie Fresh & Chamillionaire 39. Give It Up To Me - Sean Paul fearuring Keyshia Cole 40. Ring the Alarm- Beyonce 41. Sexy Love - Ne-Yo 42. Control Myself - LL Cool J featuring Jennifer Lopez 43. Crazy - Gnarls Barkley
44. So What - Field Mob featuring Snoop Dog
45. Deja Vu - Beyonce featuring Jay-Z 46. Maneater - Nelly Furtado 47. Dani California - Red Hot Chili Peppers 48. Call On Me - Janet and Nelly 49. Black Horse and the Cherry Tree - KT Tunstall 50. Me&U - Cassie (I have the weirdest taste in music) | | |
| Finally the Mediator Fan Fiction Awards is over. The Winners' List can be seen here. I won 2 awards, which is really cool What is slightly less cool is the fact that since Lauren and I are the organisers, I ended up having to make the banners so I had to make for myself, lol. But never mind. I only made banners for those who wanted them, so there were only 4 people....which resulted in 14 banners. Let's just say the same people won for more than one category  Anyway, here are my banners - 

Now I have to go and get away from the computer for a while  | | |
| I haven't been here in a long time! Mostly because - 1) I haven't written a fanfic since the last time I posted here, and 2) I don't know if I'm allowed to say this here ( ) but I recently got obsessed with Livejournal and spent a lot of time there instead I know I won't be writing fanfics forever, and right now I just want to finish off the ones I have. I'm looking forward to create some original work, whether it be stories or graphics, so I'm working towards that. I'm like obsessed with making icons now, hehe. Oh, the Fan Fiction Awards is going well, I came up with a way so that I can vote as well. Only, in the second round, where there needs to be qualitative votes, some people are voting for a story because it has a certain element in it e.g. people making love, instead of focusing whether the story is good in terms of the plot/characterisations/language, etc. So it's kinda annoying. Anyway, I've updated Chapter 10 of And My Alias Is, here's an excerpt - First, breathe. Second, think. Now that my mind was fully functioning once again, I opened my eyes to make sure that I wasn’t imagining things. The boy was still standing there, staring at me through translucent tears, and his body was still emitting that unmistakable undead glow. “Are you alright?” he asked in his native tongue, and I didn’t know whether to laugh or cry, because I should be the one asking him that. I mean, what kind of an adult I was, freaking out over a crying boy? Granted, he was dead. And granted, I haven’t seen a crying dead boy for almost seven years. In fact, I haven’t seen any kind of dead boys, crying, not crying, happy, naughty, funny, whatever. So seeing one appearing out of nowhere now was both surreal and almost tear-inducing in some way. “I’m alright,” I answered, even though my body felt cold and the place suddenly felt so foreign. I felt pain in my chest, I discovered that I’d been holding my breath all this while, so I let it out, allowing my breathing to return to its normal pace. Why now? Why here? Most importantly, why does this boy look familiar? “Can you help me?” he asked again, having gathered himself and appearing quite calm even though he had been sobbing like it was the end of the world just a few seconds ago (he spoke in French of course, but I have thoughtfully translated our conversation into English for non-French speaking readers’ benefit). That was the question, could I help him? I knew that I couldn’t say no to him but any minute now, Carl will come back and we will return to the hotel and in a few hours, fly back to the US. I can pretend that this didn’t happen, or I could do something about it. What would it be? | | |
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