I love this photo.
Travel Log
After watching a few video of Rick Steve on Youtube, I was very inspired bởi him to be a travel log since I tình yêu travelling, especially to Europe, thêm parts of the US and both South and Central America.
Movie & Musical Review
I tình yêu to write about phim chiếu rạp and âm nhạc that I had seen, so whenever the latter is adapted into the former. I would also compare them if I had seen a musical before, however spoiler alerts ahead!
Book & Movie Review
Although I had done this a couple of times on Dan Brown's Da Vinci Code and thiên thần & Demons, I hope to do thêm of this!
Enjoy Writing!
Whenever I write, I tried to improve myself and on my nghề viết văn skills. It also became a hobby that I really enjoy!
How I wish!
Sixteen per minute.
Over twenty thousand per day.
Blink.
Your eyes are dry.
Blink.
It quenches their thirst for thêm to see.
bạn see a bright light.
Blink.
Your eyesight is too precious to be invaded bởi floating purple clouds.
bạn see a horrifying scene.
Blink.
Your mind's eye can fill bạn with pleasant thoughts to overcome it.
bạn hear a loud sound.
Blink.
The startling moment will make bạn involuntarily jump.
bạn get hurt.
Blink.
With all the wincing, it's just natural.
There's dirt in your eyes.
Blink.
The irritation will block from seeing thêm new things.
You're tired.
Blink.
Your eyes recharge in just a chẻ, phân chia, split second.
You're going blind.
Blink.
Hold in the last image.
Over twenty thousand per day.
Blink.
Your eyes are dry.
Blink.
It quenches their thirst for thêm to see.
bạn see a bright light.
Blink.
Your eyesight is too precious to be invaded bởi floating purple clouds.
bạn see a horrifying scene.
Blink.
Your mind's eye can fill bạn with pleasant thoughts to overcome it.
bạn hear a loud sound.
Blink.
The startling moment will make bạn involuntarily jump.
bạn get hurt.
Blink.
With all the wincing, it's just natural.
There's dirt in your eyes.
Blink.
The irritation will block from seeing thêm new things.
You're tired.
Blink.
Your eyes recharge in just a chẻ, phân chia, split second.
You're going blind.
Blink.
Hold in the last image.
Okay, so I'm nghề viết văn a book on www.FanFiction.net, and it's about the Sookie Stackhouse Novels bởi Charlaine Harris, its a người hâm mộ fiction, so I dont want to make publicity out of it, I just want ppl to read it, and tell me what they think!
So, if bạn have time on your hands, and bạn wanna read what I wrote (which has ma cà rồng and werewolves, and shapeshifters, witches, etc. (like in the actual series)) then follow this link, and tell me what bạn think in bình luận if bạn have a người hâm mộ fiction account, if not tell me what bạn think down below this! Please do so, I really wanna know if its good hoặc not...thanks for đọc this and hopefully u follow the link!
LINK:
www.fanfiction.net/s/5685042/1/A_Offer_A_Sookie_Stackh...vel
So, if bạn have time on your hands, and bạn wanna read what I wrote (which has ma cà rồng and werewolves, and shapeshifters, witches, etc. (like in the actual series)) then follow this link, and tell me what bạn think in bình luận if bạn have a người hâm mộ fiction account, if not tell me what bạn think down below this! Please do so, I really wanna know if its good hoặc not...thanks for đọc this and hopefully u follow the link!
LINK:
www.fanfiction.net/s/5685042/1/A_Offer_A_Sookie_Stackh...vel
I am a broken-winged eagle
Who cannot fly
Because I have set no goal for myself.
Other people laugh and scoff at me,
And I know that I must quickly find something
To hope for.
Everyday I think,
"What's the use? Nothing is my talent. Give up."
People think I am nothing but stupid,
But I can see that light within myself.
I have not yet soared.
I have not yet found my dream.
One day, I find something unique to dream for.
Writing.
Something that can take me to faraway places
Anywhere, beyond this universe.
And now I can soar.
Far, far, faraway
Where no one can catch me.
Where no one can disturb me.
Where I can be free.
Where I will no longer be
A broken-winged eagle.
Who cannot fly
Because I have set no goal for myself.
Other people laugh and scoff at me,
And I know that I must quickly find something
To hope for.
Everyday I think,
"What's the use? Nothing is my talent. Give up."
People think I am nothing but stupid,
But I can see that light within myself.
I have not yet soared.
I have not yet found my dream.
One day, I find something unique to dream for.
Writing.
Something that can take me to faraway places
Anywhere, beyond this universe.
And now I can soar.
Far, far, faraway
Where no one can catch me.
Where no one can disturb me.
Where I can be free.
Where I will no longer be
A broken-winged eagle.
how can bạn look
straight into my eyes,
and see none of the pain
reflect from my glossy stare?
how can bạn spit lies
right to my face,
and feel none of the regret
from the shame?
how can bạn Kiss me
so harsh and coldly,
and not understand
that your hurting us both?
i dont know what your doing,
hoặc even why,anymore.
i dont see how bạn can break
such an innocent heart,
and keep smiling
that beautifully irritating smile.
i dont see how bạn could do this
to anyone who let bạn in so much,
and just shove them from your mind.
when i get close,
bạn di chuyển further away.
when i smile,
yours fades.
when i laugh,
bạn become silent.
and when im gone,
youre at your happiest.
i dont see why i keep trying.
nothing i do is ever good enough.
and honestly,
bạn really just dont care.
thats how bạn can do
all the horrible things bạn do.
all because
bạn just dont give a shit.
straight into my eyes,
and see none of the pain
reflect from my glossy stare?
how can bạn spit lies
right to my face,
and feel none of the regret
from the shame?
how can bạn Kiss me
so harsh and coldly,
and not understand
that your hurting us both?
i dont know what your doing,
hoặc even why,anymore.
i dont see how bạn can break
such an innocent heart,
and keep smiling
that beautifully irritating smile.
i dont see how bạn could do this
to anyone who let bạn in so much,
and just shove them from your mind.
when i get close,
bạn di chuyển further away.
when i smile,
yours fades.
when i laugh,
bạn become silent.
and when im gone,
youre at your happiest.
i dont see why i keep trying.
nothing i do is ever good enough.
and honestly,
bạn really just dont care.
thats how bạn can do
all the horrible things bạn do.
all because
bạn just dont give a shit.
