i will never know myself until i do this on my own - linkin park
I became a bookworm when I was in Grade 6. I remember buying my first ever Sweet Valley Twins book ("Stretching the Truth"). After reading that, I became a fan and regularly read the other Sweet Valley Twins books. Soon, I was raiding through our school library for other books and I discovered I liked Enid Blyton, Fear Street and Christopher Pike books.
I started doing my own writing when I was in high school. Reading opened me up to a world of fantasy and freedom. Writing has no rules. I can write whatever I want. I started my own diary and I always pretended that my diary was a biography. In my 2nd year high school, my friends and I shared short stories about our own lives and we called ourselves the Sacred Mountain group. I remembered my character's name was Alisha Sharie Stanfield and I was the group leader and a very rich girl. I missed those stories.
I wanted to be a writer. However, my parents told me I won't be able to make a career our of it. I wanted to take up Journalism in Univ. of the Phils., but I ended up taking a computer course in a different college instead. Until now, I've always thought about writing again. Maybe I can start with short stories and have them published somehow.
I've also been a big fan of paintings. I used to love to draw and paint. I had only one goal in mind: to draw and paint the perfect female face. I had tons of drawings of faces. Sometimes I would get teased about them because they never had bodies. The human face is so beautiful. So many contours and angles and emotions. My dad probably threw them away when we went back to the Philippines, along with my paint brushes and paint and stuff.
Art was my favorite subject in high school when I was in Malaysia. I was taught about brushes and watercolor and pastel and shading. In college, I aced my Art Appreciation subject on my first year. We learned how to distinguish paintings and I found another love: classical music. Our professor was a solo pianist, and he introduced us to classical music. Our tests would include listening to several minutes of a piece and we need to write down the title and the composer. I loved those. I loved listening to our recorded test "questions" over and over again in my Walkman so that I could memorize them.
Until now, I'm thinking about taking painting lessons and buying classical music Cd's (if I find one). For now, I'm trying to come up with a good topic for a short story. Painting will cost me so maybe I'll skip that for now. I have not painted anything in 10 years now. I don't know if my hands will still know what to do.
For now, it is back to work for me and time to wake up to reality. Back to QA reports.