Thought I'd let you know that I'll be updating again in July. Sorry for the wait, I had a terrible case of writer's block but...I'm slowly overcoming it...so I'll be back shortly. In the meantime, check out my old stuff...and...I'm thinking about trying something new...so...keep an eye out for that as well.
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(To those who are Canadian, I wish you a fantastic long weekend!!!)
Friday, June 29, 2012
Friday, April 27, 2012
The End is Near: Ch 4
Howdy folks,
I just felt like updating this fanfic for some reason...so ya, enjoy!!!
*Edit* GAH! I hate the new blogger...it really messed up my format...sorry for it looking so ugly...it's fixed now.
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Yay!!! They finally met...I hope that their meeting was interesting rather than just something you've seen before...I don't know. And the ending, I just thought I should kinda express how I felt about the whole Kevin Cheng incident thing...I was actually going to post a rant...but thought, it's probably not a great idea. However, I do have to say this
I really don’t like these martial artists who think just because they have seniority and such that they expect everyone to listen to them. If that is the case there will never be any progress. People have to ask questions, people have to have their own opinions. Yes, you should respect your elders and those around you, but what I’ve learned is that respect should be mutual. If they do not respect you, they do not respect your individuality then they do not deserve your respect. Now, this may sound really harsh, but that’s what I believe in. Respect is gained, it is not a given, sometimes people need a bit of reminding...so good on Kevin.
Ya...that's about it...so remember to comment and I'll be back soon...thanks for the reminder about my other fanfics...I will get to them since I'm off now (though I'm in the middle of graduate applications).
Remember to comment,
Randomness...OUT!!!
*Edit* GAH! I hate the new blogger...it really messed up my format...sorry for it looking so ugly...it's fixed now.
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~ Coburg Bar~
Ron: Can I get a whisky on the rocks
Bartender: You got it
Moments later Ron was on his second drink of the night, when he heard
the sound a woman’s voice
Lady: Excuse me sir
Ron: I’m not interested, sorry
Lady: Well, you dropped your wallet
Ron: My wallet? (He started feeling his pocket and realized it was
empty)
Lady: Here (she handed him his wallet)
Ron: Must’ve fallen out when I tried to search for my phone or
something. Thanks
Lady: Not a problem
Ron: How about I buy you a drink then, as an apology and thanking you
for picking up my wallet
Lady: Sure. I’d like a Pina Colada
Bartender: Here you go
Lady: Thanks
Ron: So...are you waiting for friends
Lady: I was...but she called and cancelled on me, so I thought I’d have
a drink anyways before heading home...
Ron: Oh
Lady: You?
Ron: I’m just having a drink, but...I’m also trying to avoid heading
home...my mom’s on the ‘the world is going to end, and I have no grandchildren,
or daughter-in-law’ rampage
She laughed: Oh, well, at least your parents don’t tell you ‘this is
what happens when you let girls go to school, now that they’re successful, men
are intimidated, so she’ll live with us for the rest of her life’
Ron laughed: I guess your story makes mine sound a bit less horrifying
Lady: Yup...I remember once my dad even told me how men were afraid I’d
castrate them
Ron: What? No way...
Lady: I know, right...
Ron: I’m Ron by the way and you are...if you don’t mind telling me of
course
Lady: Linda
At that moment is phone rang
Ron: Sorry, I really have to take this call
Linda: No problem
Moments later he came back
Ron: Hey, I’m really glad we bumped into each other but I have to get
going...something happened at work and it seems as though they can’t resolve it
without me...so...
Linda: Oh, that’s fine...I’m just about to leave as well...but probably
after I finish my drink
Ron smiled: Well...here’s my card (hands her his business card),
hopefully we get to meet again and compare notes on our parents
Linda smiled: That sounds good and here’s mine (hands him her business
card)
Ron: Great, bye
Linda: Bye
After he left, she finally had the chance to take a look at his
business card
Linda: A director? He must really think I’m some naive movie star
wannabe...typical
~ Studio Main Entrance~
Bosco: Thank goodness you’re back
Ron: What’s going on? Were you actually waiting for me?
Bosco: No...I just had nothing better to do than stand around at the
main entrance
Ron: So, what happened?
Bosco: Remember how the producer had to use two main female leads
instead of one...
Ron: Ya, and?
Bosco: Well...the other one came in and saw us editing the
footages...she asked to see what we had so far...and well...she was unhappy
that she had less screen time
Ron: So?
Bosco: Ron, do you know who she is?
Ron: An actress
Bosco: She’s one of the company’s shareholder’s daughters
Ron: I know, I told you that... and?
Bosco: Fine, since you obviously think this is some trivial issue, how
about you go and resolve it then
Ron: Isn’t that why you called in the first place?
Bosco: Seriously, with this attitude your mom has every right to worry
Ron looked at him: Ok...well...it’s really your fault my mom has to
worry
Bosco: What now?
Ron: Before you gave me that panic call, I was having one of the most
interesting conversations with this lovely lady...
Bosco: Really?
Ron: Ya, she even gave me her business card before I left, take a look
(hands him the card)
Bosco: Cardiologist? Really? Or is this your mom’s doctor?
Ron: Fine, don’t believe me...I’ll go on in...and resolve this
first...then we’ll talk about the loss you made me endure
Bosco chuckled: Well...you could always give her a call...unless...this
is the type of woman who is playing hard to get by handing out a business card
that has the word cardiologist on it implying she can easily play with your
heart
Ron: That’s my thought exactly. And now if you excuse me, I have an
actress I need to take care of
Bosco: Yes, charm her into submission
~Ron’s office~
Ron: So, how can I help you?
Sire: Well...I came back because I was curious as to how everything
gets edited and put together...so I asked them to show me what they have so
far...and then I realized that half of my scenes were cut
Ron: I think you might be exaggerating a little bit...
Sire: Well...we’ve been filming a good 12-14 hours a day for the past
month...I didn’t expect there to be that much of me but still as the
co-star...I expected at least half of the screen time...
Ron: You have to look at it this way...some of your scenes were cut
because they weren’t perfected enough yet...we’ll probably have to go back and
re-film to make sure everything is actually together and works out
smoothly...so you shouldn’t worry about your screen time (He puts a hand on her
shoulder) As long as you’re really working hard, even if you don’t have half
the screen time, the audience can still appreciate you as a good actress...
Sire: You really think so?
Ron smiled: Of course...that’s why a lot of supporting roles get a lot
more noise than the leads...think of Laughing Sir
Sire: I guess it’s true...so there might be a chance that we will be re-filming
a few scenes then
Ron nodded: Of course...plus I’ll be the one making the final judgement
over the editing...so...we’ll see
Sire: Thanks! (She stood up and gave him a hug)
Ron smiled: Not a problem...just work hard ok?
Sire smiled: I will, thanks Ron...you don’t mind if I call you by your
first name, right?
Ron: Just, avoid that when we film...ok?
Sire: Sure
Moments later he left his office and was greeted by Bosco
Bosco: She looks a lot happier now...what did you do?
Ron: I spoke to her...and told her that she shouldn’t worry...as long
as she works hard, even if her screen time is reduced the audience will still
appreciate her
Bosco: Anything else?
Ron: What are you implying?
Bosco: I don’t know...young actress, whose father is extremely wealthy,
and a young handsome director, in the same room...
Ron smiled: Well...I did get a hug...
Bosco smirked: Is that all?
Ron: What do you think happened?
Bosco: I don’t know, she seems like she’s into you...so...I only
presumed that she started up this tantrum to get some attention from our
handsome director here
Ron: Is that it? Wow...maybe I should be careful...don’t want any
rumours to start...
Bosco: Uh huh...speaking of rumours, did you hear what’s going on with
Ka-wing
Ron: Ya...something about being aloof and self-centred...but that
doesn’t sound like the Kevin we know
Bosco: You know how he is...he doesn’t go around trying to please
everyone...poor guy is always misunderstood
Ron: Funny how they’re only talking about his ‘personality’ now when
he’s all famous and stuff...and that’s why I don’t film series or movies that
involves these old shifus and masters
Bosco laughed: That’s why you film series and dramas with pretty female
leads who love being in your company
Ron smiled: I like working with people I like...that’s why I’m always
working with you and Myolie
Bosco: Maybe it’s because we’re the only two assistant director and
production manager that can stand your
personality
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Yay!!! They finally met...I hope that their meeting was interesting rather than just something you've seen before...I don't know. And the ending, I just thought I should kinda express how I felt about the whole Kevin Cheng incident thing...I was actually going to post a rant...but thought, it's probably not a great idea. However, I do have to say this
I really don’t like these martial artists who think just because they have seniority and such that they expect everyone to listen to them. If that is the case there will never be any progress. People have to ask questions, people have to have their own opinions. Yes, you should respect your elders and those around you, but what I’ve learned is that respect should be mutual. If they do not respect you, they do not respect your individuality then they do not deserve your respect. Now, this may sound really harsh, but that’s what I believe in. Respect is gained, it is not a given, sometimes people need a bit of reminding...so good on Kevin.
Ya...that's about it...so remember to comment and I'll be back soon...thanks for the reminder about my other fanfics...I will get to them since I'm off now (though I'm in the middle of graduate applications).
Remember to comment,
Randomness...OUT!!!
Tuesday, April 10, 2012
The End is Near: Ch 3
Howdy folks,
So today I wrote my final exam as an undergrad...that's right...I'm graduating! I thought that I'd post something up today...just cause I have nothing to do (Not true, I have my thesis to write). Without further delay...
~ Conference Room~
Ron: Ok...so I just received an email from the producer and there seems to be a slight change in the production that we’re supposed to start next week
Bosco: Change?
Ron: Well...instead of one lead actress, apparently it was recently decided that there will be two lead actresses, essentially splitting the screen time in half...
Myolie: The script-writer’s probably pissed off about that
Ron: Actually...he somehow knew that such change would occur and already had a backup plan
Guy: And he didn’t have the decency to tell us about it before hand
Ron: Hold on...you can’t blame the guy, it was a hunch, a good hunch but still a hunch
Bosco: You’re always playing the nice guy...sometimes you really got to stand your ground...you ARE the director
Ron: Well...I’ll stand my ground when the filming starts and I’ll make sure that both actresses’ acting is up to par so that they could play the part convincingly. Even if the co-star is a newbie...I won’t allow any mistakes
Lady: So, what are we going to do about the costumes?
Ron: Well, I already asked the producer about that, so don’t worry about it Nancy...he’ll get back to you...you know how it is anyways, recycling of old costumes
Nancy: Ok...cause what we’ve collected so far is meant for the characters in the original script...you’re pretty lucky it’s a modern drama...imagine the chaos if it was a period drama
Ron: I know, I know...but the instructions were sent from above so...there’s nothing much I can do about it
Myolie: What are you trying to imply?
Ron: Let’s just say this newbie’s father is one of our bosses...ok?
Bosco: Got it...
(whispers in the room)
Ron: Alright, alright...that’s about all that I have to say for now...so...go home, have a nice rest and I’ll see you all back tomorrow so we can go over some stuff
~ Filming~
Ron: Before we get started, I’d like to remind everyone that we should be careful as to what props we use in the set, especially to get rid of brands and tags of companies that are not paying to have their product or name placed in our drama. And...
Woman: Director, can I say a few words
Ron: Uh...sure, go ahead Sire...
Sire smiled: Thanks...I just wanted to say that since I’m new I might make some mistakes, so I’d like to apologize in advance and I look forward to learning a lot from everyone here
Bosco whispering to Myolie: She seems pretty decent...
Myolie whispering back: Careful honey, these cute ones always come back to bite
Bosco: What’s that supposed to mean?
Myolie: You’ll see...
Ron: Thank you Sire, anyways, I was going to end off my little spiel with just a few words of encouragement and...That lunch will be served at noon
There were a few chuckles, as everyone went and got into their respective places, ready to film.
Bosco: Places everyone!!!
Ron: Ready? Action!
~ Filming of the drama~
Vincent: This is it then?
Sire: I don’t know...I...I...
Ron: CUT!!! Let’s start again...do you want to look at the script again?
Sire: No, I’m sorry, I was just a bit nervous...
Ron: It’s alright...let’s do it again from the top of the flashback scene. Ready? Action!
Vincent: This is it then?
Sire: I don’t know...I just can’t take this place anymore...but...
Vincent: But you still have feelings for me...don’t you?
Sire: I...I shouldn’t (she turns away from him)
Ron: Cut! Good take...we’ll move on to Mandy’s scene...so Sire...you can go have a little break or stick around and watch her film
Sire: If you don’t mind, I have to meet my dad at his office...so I’ll be leaving first...but I’ll return in time for the afternoon take
Ron: Sure, go ahead
Sire: Thanks
Ron: No problem
Sire: Maybe next time you can join us?
Ron smiled and nodded: Sure...if it works with our work schedule
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~Hospital~
Linda: How many times do I need to remind you the patient in bed 201 is allergic an assortment of flower pollen?
Nurse: I’m sorry, I...was just trying to cheer her up...she told me she really likes flowers...
Linda: But you should’ve remembered that she’s allergic. No more flowers and tell the other visitors to not bring flowers into this room...
Nurse: I’m really sorry
Linda: Go and do your job
She stood at the entrance to the room, with her hand clasp against her forehead. Why is it that she always seems to catch him while he does these stupid things? And why is she the one that has to scold him, in front of all the other doctors and nurses.
Queenie: Hey, sis...calm down...ok? Elaine’s a nice girl, she was only trying to make the patient happy
Linda: She could’ve killed her
Queenie: She just went through a bad break up, give the girl some slack
Linda: What? Break-up? Again?
Queenie: That’s mean
Linda: It’s not my fault that she seems to be in and out of relationships every other month...
Queenie: she’s your best friend since kindergarten
Linda: You think I should go talk to her...right?
Queenie: Obviously! She’s heartbroken...and now you just gave her a nice scolding in front of everyone, how do you think she feels?
Linda: Alright, I’ll go talk to her
~ Break room~
She was sitting at the table alone, and it sounded as though she was actually crying. Linda just stood there and watched her. She was always like this...always getting bullied, always trying to making others happy, always get herself into trouble...but she was always there for her as well. She couldn’t imagine what her life would’ve been like without her. She was the one that encouraged her to go into medicine to begin with. She told her that she’d stick around to help her whenever she needed help and next thing Linda knew, Elaine decided to go into nursing.
She slowly walked towards where Elaine was sitting and took a seat next to her.
Linda: You ok?
Elaine: I’m...I’m fine
Linda: I’m sorry about yelling at you...I know you were only trying to make a patient feel better
Elaine: No, it was my fault...you had every right to yell at me
Linda: But I should’ve just spoken to you in private or something...
Elaine: Ya...you could’ve done that...but it’s not exactly your style is it? (she tried to smile)
Linda: Sorry...and I heard about you know...
Elaine: My break-up?
Linda: Ya...sorry...I should’ve been a better friend
Elaine: You’re always so busy...I get it...it’s ok...besides you did warn me about him
Linda: you’re a great person Elaine, you’ll find your other half soon...
Elaine: I know, but...look we’re nearing thirty...and...
Linda: At least you’re dating, right...Look at me, I haven’t gone out with anyone since Kenneth
Elaine: At least you’re not getting your heart broken...
They both heaved a sigh
Linda: We should go for a drink later...how about it?
Elaine: We’ll see...anyways...I better get back to work...I don’t want to get yelled at again (she nudged Linda)
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It's not exactly the best chapter...but the next one will be something...so...stay tuned for more!
Please leave me a comment/comments...and thanks for the previous comments! If I get a few comments...I'll definitely update sooner, especially cause I'm pretty free from now on (again, not true...I'm free after Friday)
So...bye for now!
Randomness...OUT!!!
So today I wrote my final exam as an undergrad...that's right...I'm graduating! I thought that I'd post something up today...just cause I have nothing to do (Not true, I have my thesis to write). Without further delay...
~ Conference Room~
Ron: Ok...so I just received an email from the producer and there seems to be a slight change in the production that we’re supposed to start next week
Bosco: Change?
Ron: Well...instead of one lead actress, apparently it was recently decided that there will be two lead actresses, essentially splitting the screen time in half...
Myolie: The script-writer’s probably pissed off about that
Ron: Actually...he somehow knew that such change would occur and already had a backup plan
Guy: And he didn’t have the decency to tell us about it before hand
Ron: Hold on...you can’t blame the guy, it was a hunch, a good hunch but still a hunch
Bosco: You’re always playing the nice guy...sometimes you really got to stand your ground...you ARE the director
Ron: Well...I’ll stand my ground when the filming starts and I’ll make sure that both actresses’ acting is up to par so that they could play the part convincingly. Even if the co-star is a newbie...I won’t allow any mistakes
Lady: So, what are we going to do about the costumes?
Ron: Well, I already asked the producer about that, so don’t worry about it Nancy...he’ll get back to you...you know how it is anyways, recycling of old costumes
Nancy: Ok...cause what we’ve collected so far is meant for the characters in the original script...you’re pretty lucky it’s a modern drama...imagine the chaos if it was a period drama
Ron: I know, I know...but the instructions were sent from above so...there’s nothing much I can do about it
Myolie: What are you trying to imply?
Ron: Let’s just say this newbie’s father is one of our bosses...ok?
Bosco: Got it...
(whispers in the room)
Ron: Alright, alright...that’s about all that I have to say for now...so...go home, have a nice rest and I’ll see you all back tomorrow so we can go over some stuff
~ Filming~
Ron: Before we get started, I’d like to remind everyone that we should be careful as to what props we use in the set, especially to get rid of brands and tags of companies that are not paying to have their product or name placed in our drama. And...
Woman: Director, can I say a few words
Ron: Uh...sure, go ahead Sire...
Sire smiled: Thanks...I just wanted to say that since I’m new I might make some mistakes, so I’d like to apologize in advance and I look forward to learning a lot from everyone here
Bosco whispering to Myolie: She seems pretty decent...
Myolie whispering back: Careful honey, these cute ones always come back to bite
Bosco: What’s that supposed to mean?
Myolie: You’ll see...
Ron: Thank you Sire, anyways, I was going to end off my little spiel with just a few words of encouragement and...That lunch will be served at noon
There were a few chuckles, as everyone went and got into their respective places, ready to film.
Bosco: Places everyone!!!
Ron: Ready? Action!
~ Filming of the drama~
Vincent: This is it then?
Sire: I don’t know...I...I...
Ron: CUT!!! Let’s start again...do you want to look at the script again?
Sire: No, I’m sorry, I was just a bit nervous...
Ron: It’s alright...let’s do it again from the top of the flashback scene. Ready? Action!
Vincent: This is it then?
Sire: I don’t know...I just can’t take this place anymore...but...
Vincent: But you still have feelings for me...don’t you?
Sire: I...I shouldn’t (she turns away from him)
Ron: Cut! Good take...we’ll move on to Mandy’s scene...so Sire...you can go have a little break or stick around and watch her film
Sire: If you don’t mind, I have to meet my dad at his office...so I’ll be leaving first...but I’ll return in time for the afternoon take
Ron: Sure, go ahead
Sire: Thanks
Ron: No problem
Sire: Maybe next time you can join us?
Ron smiled and nodded: Sure...if it works with our work schedule
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~Hospital~
Linda: How many times do I need to remind you the patient in bed 201 is allergic an assortment of flower pollen?
Nurse: I’m sorry, I...was just trying to cheer her up...she told me she really likes flowers...
Linda: But you should’ve remembered that she’s allergic. No more flowers and tell the other visitors to not bring flowers into this room...
Nurse: I’m really sorry
Linda: Go and do your job
She stood at the entrance to the room, with her hand clasp against her forehead. Why is it that she always seems to catch him while he does these stupid things? And why is she the one that has to scold him, in front of all the other doctors and nurses.
Queenie: Hey, sis...calm down...ok? Elaine’s a nice girl, she was only trying to make the patient happy
Linda: She could’ve killed her
Queenie: She just went through a bad break up, give the girl some slack
Linda: What? Break-up? Again?
Queenie: That’s mean
Linda: It’s not my fault that she seems to be in and out of relationships every other month...
Queenie: she’s your best friend since kindergarten
Linda: You think I should go talk to her...right?
Queenie: Obviously! She’s heartbroken...and now you just gave her a nice scolding in front of everyone, how do you think she feels?
Linda: Alright, I’ll go talk to her
~ Break room~
She was sitting at the table alone, and it sounded as though she was actually crying. Linda just stood there and watched her. She was always like this...always getting bullied, always trying to making others happy, always get herself into trouble...but she was always there for her as well. She couldn’t imagine what her life would’ve been like without her. She was the one that encouraged her to go into medicine to begin with. She told her that she’d stick around to help her whenever she needed help and next thing Linda knew, Elaine decided to go into nursing.
She slowly walked towards where Elaine was sitting and took a seat next to her.
Linda: You ok?
Elaine: I’m...I’m fine
Linda: I’m sorry about yelling at you...I know you were only trying to make a patient feel better
Elaine: No, it was my fault...you had every right to yell at me
Linda: But I should’ve just spoken to you in private or something...
Elaine: Ya...you could’ve done that...but it’s not exactly your style is it? (she tried to smile)
Linda: Sorry...and I heard about you know...
Elaine: My break-up?
Linda: Ya...sorry...I should’ve been a better friend
Elaine: You’re always so busy...I get it...it’s ok...besides you did warn me about him
Linda: you’re a great person Elaine, you’ll find your other half soon...
Elaine: I know, but...look we’re nearing thirty...and...
Linda: At least you’re dating, right...Look at me, I haven’t gone out with anyone since Kenneth
Elaine: At least you’re not getting your heart broken...
They both heaved a sigh
Linda: We should go for a drink later...how about it?
Elaine: We’ll see...anyways...I better get back to work...I don’t want to get yelled at again (she nudged Linda)
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It's not exactly the best chapter...but the next one will be something...so...stay tuned for more!
Please leave me a comment/comments...and thanks for the previous comments! If I get a few comments...I'll definitely update sooner, especially cause I'm pretty free from now on (again, not true...I'm free after Friday)
So...bye for now!
Randomness...OUT!!!
Thursday, March 29, 2012
Someone Like You: Ch 5
Ok...I said Monday, and today is Thursday...sorry...I'm really bad at this time management business. I thought I would be updating the finale for Take 2...and then...it just didn't seem right...so instead...I worked on this one, and the newest one...cause both are mildly hilarious...in their entirety. Anywho, enjoy!!!
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Leila quickly ran over to Ron up
Leila: Are you ok? I’m so sorry...I didn’t think that he would actually
Ron rubbing his cheek: I’m fine...but (he whispered) you owe me big time
Power: What is this? I search everywhere for you, and next thing I know you’re on the street with some punk
Ron: Punk? Just because you’re older than me, doesn’t give you the right to call me a punk, mister
Leila: I already told you I don’t want to be engaged to you, Power...
Power: So you rather choose some guy like him than be with a man like me
Leila: Yes, I love him
Ron couldn’t believe what he was hearing. She was going all out with this act, and it wasn’t like he didn’t enjoy the flattery, but...he would’ve preferred if it didn’t come with the price with a throbbing cheek.
Power: And you think this ‘love’ is going to feed you, and allow you to keep the lifestyle you have now? Think of the greater good...and...Think of me...think of us...we’ve known each other forever, Leila, I love you...
Leila: And I love you too...but...it’s not that type of love
Power: You know, I’m not going to give up...
Leila: Neither will I
Ron cleared his throat: I don’t really have anything to say...but the tension was more than I can take so...ya...
Power snickered: He doesn’t seem like your type
Ron: And what’s that supposed to mean?
Power: Childish, immature...
Ron: Maybe I’m exactly what she’s looking for...someone who is fun, loving, romantic, not tie and suit, oh so boring
Leila was surprised at his answer...for some reason it sounded really silly, but at the same time, it was true. She felt as though all her life revolved around doing the right thing. As a teenager, she never broke loose, got out of line...maybe this was that moment...when rebelling is the right thing to do.
Power: Boring...you think I’m boring. I’ve gone spelunking, climbed Everest, travelled around the world...you still think I’m boring?
Ron: Ya...I do. Rich people hobbies, not that great really. I’ve travelled around the world too, but as a pilot...I tried to go all over Europe, collecting roses to create the perfect bouquet...and for Leila, I’m willing to go beyond that...cause she deserves it...so, now if you’d excuse us...we have a date to continue
Ron turned to look at Leila and found that she was just staring at him. He smiled, walked over, grabbed her hand and the two of them walked heading back to the office off leaving Power speechless
Leila: Thanks
Ron: You owe me
Leila smiled: You can be pretty decent at times
Ron laughed: It’s true...I can be pretty decent...I hope you’re not starting to have feelings for me...cause you know...I can’t afford to injure this gift from God (making a gesture over his face) anymore
Leila laughed: You look fine...maybe even a bit macho
Ron: Macho? That’s the word you’re going to use...of all things...macho...
Leila: What’s wrong with that?
Ron: Oh, nothing...it’s just amusing how you make the connection between masculinity and being in a fight...
Leila: You’re trying to use psychology on me, again? You’re not even licensed
Ron: I’ve had a lot of female friends...
Leila: I don’t really care about your history...
Ron: You should...maybe one of my exes might go after you or something
Leila: doubt it
Ron: What are you doubting, the fact that I have a lot of exes, or the possibility that they might go after you
Leila: The possibility of them going after me
Ron smirked: I’m flattered
Leila: What?
Ron: You think that I have a lot of exes...
Leila: Flirtatious, spontaneous, somewhat charming...if you didn’t, I would think you’re gay, but if you are, I’m not a homophobe...
Ron: I’m not gay...and I’m flattered again...you know flattery isn’t going to cut it...look at this (points to his cheek)...what am I supposed to tell my mom?
Leila: You still live with your mom?
Ron: Correction, my mom lives with me...
Leila: Right...(she laughs)
Ron: Oh come on...I love having my mom around...so when I bought a bigger place, I invited her to live with me...
Leila: I’m not judging you, so you don’t have to justify your behaviour...
Ron: Not justifying...maybe I should take you home and introduce you to my mom...
Leila: Then I can introduce you to my dad...
Ron: That’s ok...I don’t want to get beaten up again...even if I can throw a pretty mean punch...I went through the police academy training, you know
Leila: You don’t have to try to impress me...it’s ok...
Ron: Why would I try to impress you?
Leila: I don’t know, maybe because I’m rich, smart and pretty...the type that needs impressing...
Ron looked at her: No thanks...you’re really not my type
Leila: And what’s your type? Pretty, busty...
Ron: Maybe...but I’m not that shallow...as long as we can carry out a decent conversation, share some common interests and
For some reason he had stopped, and seemed to have drifted off into his own world. She saw it happening, that look in his eyes, that genuine smile...he was probably thinking of someone
Leila: And?
Ron: She just has to be perfect in my eyes, with all her little imperfections...
Leila: Ok then...who are you describing? An ex-girlfriend?
Ron shook his head: That stuff is in the past...she’s my friend’s wife now...
Leila: Married...but you know divorces are common
Ron looked at her: Wow, you’re one of a kind...
Leila: What? I was trying to be supportive
Ron: I don’t think you’re very good at it
Leila : Whatever
Ron: Well...bye
Leila: What? You’re just going to leave me here
Ron : Ok...you need to calm down and realize where we are...ok? Breathe...
Leila: Oh shut up! You could’ve told me that we’re back at the company
Ron: You’re definitely a fine piece of work...I’ll go home now...
Leila: You can’t!
Ron: Excuse me?
Leila: It’s only 4:30...we have half an hour...and what if Power followed us...we’re supposed to be on a date...(she looked down) you’re still holding onto my hand
Ron immediately let go: Sorry...
And that was also the moment he heard someone call out his name...
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So, what did you think? You know...I just really like ending off with some 'mysterious' character for this fanfic...it's an interesting way. Not that the character is necessarily a new character...or anything...but ya
Well...I hope you did enjoy it...and I'll probably update again soonish...not this one, but probably the other new one...or something.
I'm not sure yet, cause I have a packed week coming up, followed by exams...and then I can finally say that I made it through 4 years of undergrad...
Alright, so leave me a comment/comments...or any questions about anything (yes, anything at all), and I will reply to them on the next update.
Randomness...OUT!!!
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Leila quickly ran over to Ron up
Leila: Are you ok? I’m so sorry...I didn’t think that he would actually
Ron rubbing his cheek: I’m fine...but (he whispered) you owe me big time
Power: What is this? I search everywhere for you, and next thing I know you’re on the street with some punk
Ron: Punk? Just because you’re older than me, doesn’t give you the right to call me a punk, mister
Leila: I already told you I don’t want to be engaged to you, Power...
Power: So you rather choose some guy like him than be with a man like me
Leila: Yes, I love him
Ron couldn’t believe what he was hearing. She was going all out with this act, and it wasn’t like he didn’t enjoy the flattery, but...he would’ve preferred if it didn’t come with the price with a throbbing cheek.
Power: And you think this ‘love’ is going to feed you, and allow you to keep the lifestyle you have now? Think of the greater good...and...Think of me...think of us...we’ve known each other forever, Leila, I love you...
Leila: And I love you too...but...it’s not that type of love
Power: You know, I’m not going to give up...
Leila: Neither will I
Ron cleared his throat: I don’t really have anything to say...but the tension was more than I can take so...ya...
Power snickered: He doesn’t seem like your type
Ron: And what’s that supposed to mean?
Power: Childish, immature...
Ron: Maybe I’m exactly what she’s looking for...someone who is fun, loving, romantic, not tie and suit, oh so boring
Leila was surprised at his answer...for some reason it sounded really silly, but at the same time, it was true. She felt as though all her life revolved around doing the right thing. As a teenager, she never broke loose, got out of line...maybe this was that moment...when rebelling is the right thing to do.
Power: Boring...you think I’m boring. I’ve gone spelunking, climbed Everest, travelled around the world...you still think I’m boring?
Ron: Ya...I do. Rich people hobbies, not that great really. I’ve travelled around the world too, but as a pilot...I tried to go all over Europe, collecting roses to create the perfect bouquet...and for Leila, I’m willing to go beyond that...cause she deserves it...so, now if you’d excuse us...we have a date to continue
Ron turned to look at Leila and found that she was just staring at him. He smiled, walked over, grabbed her hand and the two of them walked heading back to the office off leaving Power speechless
Leila: Thanks
Ron: You owe me
Leila smiled: You can be pretty decent at times
Ron laughed: It’s true...I can be pretty decent...I hope you’re not starting to have feelings for me...cause you know...I can’t afford to injure this gift from God (making a gesture over his face) anymore
Leila laughed: You look fine...maybe even a bit macho
Ron: Macho? That’s the word you’re going to use...of all things...macho...
Leila: What’s wrong with that?
Ron: Oh, nothing...it’s just amusing how you make the connection between masculinity and being in a fight...
Leila: You’re trying to use psychology on me, again? You’re not even licensed
Ron: I’ve had a lot of female friends...
Leila: I don’t really care about your history...
Ron: You should...maybe one of my exes might go after you or something
Leila: doubt it
Ron: What are you doubting, the fact that I have a lot of exes, or the possibility that they might go after you
Leila: The possibility of them going after me
Ron smirked: I’m flattered
Leila: What?
Ron: You think that I have a lot of exes...
Leila: Flirtatious, spontaneous, somewhat charming...if you didn’t, I would think you’re gay, but if you are, I’m not a homophobe...
Ron: I’m not gay...and I’m flattered again...you know flattery isn’t going to cut it...look at this (points to his cheek)...what am I supposed to tell my mom?
Leila: You still live with your mom?
Ron: Correction, my mom lives with me...
Leila: Right...(she laughs)
Ron: Oh come on...I love having my mom around...so when I bought a bigger place, I invited her to live with me...
Leila: I’m not judging you, so you don’t have to justify your behaviour...
Ron: Not justifying...maybe I should take you home and introduce you to my mom...
Leila: Then I can introduce you to my dad...
Ron: That’s ok...I don’t want to get beaten up again...even if I can throw a pretty mean punch...I went through the police academy training, you know
Leila: You don’t have to try to impress me...it’s ok...
Ron: Why would I try to impress you?
Leila: I don’t know, maybe because I’m rich, smart and pretty...the type that needs impressing...
Ron looked at her: No thanks...you’re really not my type
Leila: And what’s your type? Pretty, busty...
Ron: Maybe...but I’m not that shallow...as long as we can carry out a decent conversation, share some common interests and
For some reason he had stopped, and seemed to have drifted off into his own world. She saw it happening, that look in his eyes, that genuine smile...he was probably thinking of someone
Leila: And?
Ron: She just has to be perfect in my eyes, with all her little imperfections...
Leila: Ok then...who are you describing? An ex-girlfriend?
Ron shook his head: That stuff is in the past...she’s my friend’s wife now...
Leila: Married...but you know divorces are common
Ron looked at her: Wow, you’re one of a kind...
Leila: What? I was trying to be supportive
Ron: I don’t think you’re very good at it
Leila : Whatever
Ron: Well...bye
Leila: What? You’re just going to leave me here
Ron : Ok...you need to calm down and realize where we are...ok? Breathe...
Leila: Oh shut up! You could’ve told me that we’re back at the company
Ron: You’re definitely a fine piece of work...I’ll go home now...
Leila: You can’t!
Ron: Excuse me?
Leila: It’s only 4:30...we have half an hour...and what if Power followed us...we’re supposed to be on a date...(she looked down) you’re still holding onto my hand
Ron immediately let go: Sorry...
And that was also the moment he heard someone call out his name...
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So, what did you think? You know...I just really like ending off with some 'mysterious' character for this fanfic...it's an interesting way. Not that the character is necessarily a new character...or anything...but ya
Well...I hope you did enjoy it...and I'll probably update again soonish...not this one, but probably the other new one...or something.
I'm not sure yet, cause I have a packed week coming up, followed by exams...and then I can finally say that I made it through 4 years of undergrad...
Alright, so leave me a comment/comments...or any questions about anything (yes, anything at all), and I will reply to them on the next update.
Randomness...OUT!!!
Friday, February 24, 2012
The End is Near: Ch 2
Howdy,
So, since today is my birthday...I thought 'hey, why not a treat to all my awesome readers?' so...instead of updating one of my old fanfics, which I'm still working out the kinks of...I thought I should post the second chapter to my newest fanfic. I hope you enjoy it!
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Ch 2
Her day had finally ended. She never really fancied Mondays, because she had to do extra clinic hours on top of her own rounds, but, it’s not like she had a choice. But today was awfully long, she had to perform an aortic valve bypass in the morning, by mid-day one of her previous patients had come in with a minor heart attack, and by the time evening had come around she was swamped with the work from the clinic. Usually she would have a drink or two by herself before going home, but she was far too tired to do so.
She left the hospital, got into her car and drove home. By the time she got home it was already around 7pm, which was just in time for dinner.
Linda: Mom, dad, I’m home
Mom: And just in time too...I made a steamed grouper today, your favourite
Linda: Thanks mom
Mom: You look terrible, go wash up first
Linda: Ok
She walked towards her room and noticed her dad coming out of the bathroom
Dad: Tough day?
Linda: Sort of...
Dad: Well...I did warn you
Linda: Just because it’s tough doesn’t mean I’m going to quite dad
Dad: Fine...suffer...you look awful by the way
She tried her best to squeeze a smile: Thanks dad, really appreciate your support
She walked straight into her room to wash up
~ Living room~
Dad: Look at that attitude, no wonder she’s still single, what man in his right mind would want to marry her
Mom: Come on Damian, don’t be so hard on her...she’s young and ambitious...give her some time
Damian: I could give her some time, but you should know that time is a women’s enemy Michelle...
Michelle: Don’t worry...she’ll be fine. She’ll find a wonderful husband soon and next thing you know you’ll miss having her around
Damian: I barely see her to begin with, and every time we talk I feel as though we’re at war...why can’t she be like Queenie? Get a good education, become a nurse, get married to a doctor. But no, this one, this one just decides that she’s too good to be a nurse, so she goes to med school instead
Michelle laughed: Don’t worry honey...shh...she’s coming out
Linda: Are we waiting for sister and brother-in-law
Michelle: They said they won’t be home so early, something about a concert
~After dinner~
Queenie: Mom, dad, we’re home
Wayne: And we bought cake
Michelle: Great, let me get some plates
Linda: You look great today sis, how was the concert?
Queenie: Amazing...you should really go some time, you’d love it...you always had a liking for classical music
Linda: Maybe, depends on how my schedule looks like
Wayne: Oh, speaking of your schedule...are you free next month, I think it’s the 27th of next month...
Linda: What is?
Wayne: It’s a little charity event, in celebration of the success of our public service project for better flu prevention, the keynote speaker is a friend of mine from the states, he was looking for a date so...
Linda: You’re trying to set me up?
Queenie: It was really my idea, and besides you’ll fit in fine with the people there...nurses, doctors, researchers...
Linda: I don’t know...we’ll have to wait and see...
Wayne: Come on, it’ll be fun...and informative
Queenie: Come on...we’ll be there too just in case you don’t like talking to Wayne’s friend...free food and drinks...and...we’ll be in charge of your transportation. Ok?
Linda smiled: Fine...I’ll go
Wayne: Great, then I’ll let him know that he has a date for the event...
Damian: Who would’ve thought the brother-in-law would have to act as a matchmaker in this day and age
Queenie: Daddy...
Damian: What? Did I say something wrong?
Linda: Dad’s right...who knew that guys in this day and age could be intimidated by women with looks and brains
Damian: Oh, did you hear that honey, we somehow raised and egotist, so proud, so very proud
Linda: Sis, can you write down today’s date and the time
Queenie: Why?
Linda: Well, it’s the first compliment of the day I got from dad
Queenie laughed
Michelle: Knock it off and have some cake
Linda: Thanks mom, but I think I’ll eat it in my room...I still have a case history to go over
Damian: Of course, because blood and open heart surgeries make the cake taste so much better
Linda looked at her dad: You really do understand me, dad
~ Later that night, in Michelle and Damian’s bedroom~
Michelle putting on her face mask: Why are you so hard on our little girl?
Damian: I’m not hard on her, and she’s not little
Michelle: Does it ever cross your mind that she’s just following in your footsteps?
Damian: I never asked her to, I just want her to live a good life and be happy
Michelle smiled: Maybe following in your footsteps makes her happy?
Damian: How can it make her happy? Following in my footstep, climbing up the hierarchy of the hospital won’t get her anything in the end. If she was a man, the nurses at the hospital would be all over her, in admiration of her ambition and dedication...but as a woman...
Michelle: You’re afraid she’ll scare away all of her future pursuers?
Damian: She already chased away Kenneth, and he was a good doctor...
Michelle: But he wasn’t a good boyfriend...you know that...you heard her cry...
Damian: I know, I know...it’s just that I really hoped that I would get to drink that tea...and now...she’s nearing 30...
Michelle: Don’t worry honey, our daughter might be picky, but she’ll find the one who’ll make her happy...like how we found each other...
Damian: Hopefully...
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Tadaaaa!!!! Another character is introduced...I'm really looking forward to updating this fanfic...it's actually quite fun. Anywho...I hope you're not disappointed or another with the introduction of this character cause...I found her to suit the role well. To be honest, I dislike weak and timid characters that TVB always have...so...most of my characters, especially female characters are rather strong in their character.
Anywho, enough of me rambling...please leave me a comment or two on this fanfic, or birthday wishes lol, and...I'll be back soon...(promise)
Randomness...OUT!!!
So, since today is my birthday...I thought 'hey, why not a treat to all my awesome readers?' so...instead of updating one of my old fanfics, which I'm still working out the kinks of...I thought I should post the second chapter to my newest fanfic. I hope you enjoy it!
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Ch 2
Her day had finally ended. She never really fancied Mondays, because she had to do extra clinic hours on top of her own rounds, but, it’s not like she had a choice. But today was awfully long, she had to perform an aortic valve bypass in the morning, by mid-day one of her previous patients had come in with a minor heart attack, and by the time evening had come around she was swamped with the work from the clinic. Usually she would have a drink or two by herself before going home, but she was far too tired to do so.
She left the hospital, got into her car and drove home. By the time she got home it was already around 7pm, which was just in time for dinner.
Linda: Mom, dad, I’m home
Mom: And just in time too...I made a steamed grouper today, your favourite
Linda: Thanks mom
Mom: You look terrible, go wash up first
Linda: Ok
She walked towards her room and noticed her dad coming out of the bathroom
Dad: Tough day?
Linda: Sort of...
Dad: Well...I did warn you
Linda: Just because it’s tough doesn’t mean I’m going to quite dad
Dad: Fine...suffer...you look awful by the way
She tried her best to squeeze a smile: Thanks dad, really appreciate your support
She walked straight into her room to wash up
~ Living room~
Dad: Look at that attitude, no wonder she’s still single, what man in his right mind would want to marry her
Mom: Come on Damian, don’t be so hard on her...she’s young and ambitious...give her some time
Damian: I could give her some time, but you should know that time is a women’s enemy Michelle...
Michelle: Don’t worry...she’ll be fine. She’ll find a wonderful husband soon and next thing you know you’ll miss having her around
Damian: I barely see her to begin with, and every time we talk I feel as though we’re at war...why can’t she be like Queenie? Get a good education, become a nurse, get married to a doctor. But no, this one, this one just decides that she’s too good to be a nurse, so she goes to med school instead
Michelle laughed: Don’t worry honey...shh...she’s coming out
Linda: Are we waiting for sister and brother-in-law
Michelle: They said they won’t be home so early, something about a concert
~After dinner~
Queenie: Mom, dad, we’re home
Wayne: And we bought cake
Michelle: Great, let me get some plates
Linda: You look great today sis, how was the concert?
Queenie: Amazing...you should really go some time, you’d love it...you always had a liking for classical music
Linda: Maybe, depends on how my schedule looks like
Wayne: Oh, speaking of your schedule...are you free next month, I think it’s the 27th of next month...
Linda: What is?
Wayne: It’s a little charity event, in celebration of the success of our public service project for better flu prevention, the keynote speaker is a friend of mine from the states, he was looking for a date so...
Linda: You’re trying to set me up?
Queenie: It was really my idea, and besides you’ll fit in fine with the people there...nurses, doctors, researchers...
Linda: I don’t know...we’ll have to wait and see...
Wayne: Come on, it’ll be fun...and informative
Queenie: Come on...we’ll be there too just in case you don’t like talking to Wayne’s friend...free food and drinks...and...we’ll be in charge of your transportation. Ok?
Linda smiled: Fine...I’ll go
Wayne: Great, then I’ll let him know that he has a date for the event...
Damian: Who would’ve thought the brother-in-law would have to act as a matchmaker in this day and age
Queenie: Daddy...
Damian: What? Did I say something wrong?
Linda: Dad’s right...who knew that guys in this day and age could be intimidated by women with looks and brains
Damian: Oh, did you hear that honey, we somehow raised and egotist, so proud, so very proud
Linda: Sis, can you write down today’s date and the time
Queenie: Why?
Linda: Well, it’s the first compliment of the day I got from dad
Queenie laughed
Michelle: Knock it off and have some cake
Linda: Thanks mom, but I think I’ll eat it in my room...I still have a case history to go over
Damian: Of course, because blood and open heart surgeries make the cake taste so much better
Linda looked at her dad: You really do understand me, dad
~ Later that night, in Michelle and Damian’s bedroom~
Michelle putting on her face mask: Why are you so hard on our little girl?
Damian: I’m not hard on her, and she’s not little
Michelle: Does it ever cross your mind that she’s just following in your footsteps?
Damian: I never asked her to, I just want her to live a good life and be happy
Michelle smiled: Maybe following in your footsteps makes her happy?
Damian: How can it make her happy? Following in my footstep, climbing up the hierarchy of the hospital won’t get her anything in the end. If she was a man, the nurses at the hospital would be all over her, in admiration of her ambition and dedication...but as a woman...
Michelle: You’re afraid she’ll scare away all of her future pursuers?
Damian: She already chased away Kenneth, and he was a good doctor...
Michelle: But he wasn’t a good boyfriend...you know that...you heard her cry...
Damian: I know, I know...it’s just that I really hoped that I would get to drink that tea...and now...she’s nearing 30...
Michelle: Don’t worry honey, our daughter might be picky, but she’ll find the one who’ll make her happy...like how we found each other...
Damian: Hopefully...
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Tadaaaa!!!! Another character is introduced...I'm really looking forward to updating this fanfic...it's actually quite fun. Anywho...I hope you're not disappointed or another with the introduction of this character cause...I found her to suit the role well. To be honest, I dislike weak and timid characters that TVB always have...so...most of my characters, especially female characters are rather strong in their character.
Anywho, enough of me rambling...please leave me a comment or two on this fanfic, or birthday wishes lol, and...I'll be back soon...(promise)
Randomness...OUT!!!
Wednesday, February 15, 2012
NEW FANFIC!!! The End is Near
Howdy folks,
On the last update, I announced that there will be a new fanfic. I originally wanted to post the fanfic back in January so that I could have one chapter posted every month until December...however, I was overwhelmed with school work (since I'm in my fourth year of university) and the plan fell through. This fanfic, even though the end sounds somewhat depressing, is actually a comedy. I hope you enjoy the first Chapter
Chapter 1: ‘I’m going to die with no grandchildren’
He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, then slowly exhaled...and continued to slowly inhale, then exhale. In his focused state of mind, he could hear everything that went on in the room...but, he did not want to pay any attention to it. He finally opened his eyes and turned to face her, and smiled at her anxious face.
Woman: So...what did you see?
Man: I saw...
Woman: What?
Man: Nothing...absolutely NOTHING!!! Mom, how many times do I need to remind you that I’m not a psychic...?
Mom: But last time when my friends were over you knew exactly what they were going to say
Man: Mom...it was obvious that you were setting something up...having all your friends over and having them bring along their niece or daughter...
Mom: Fine...
Man: I know you want me to get married soon...but I’m still young and there’s a lot more in life than just getting married and having kids...
Mom: Oh...do you hear that honey, do you hear our son. After you left this world he doesn’t care about his own mother...I don’t have that many more years in life and look at him...he wants me to WAIT for him because he thinks there’s more to life than getting married and having kids...do you HEAR that honey?!?
Man: Mom...you’re overreacting...
Mom: I’m overreacting? Ron Ng, how dare you speak to your own mother like this...and in the presence of your own father too...?
Ron: Ok, ok...I’m sorry...I’ll go on one of the blind dates you’ve planned for me then...ok? (He smiled)
Mom smiling back: That’s my boy (she ruffles his hair)...unless
Ron: Unless?
Mom: It’s been forever since you’ve brought a girlfriend before, and I’ve never seen you watch porn...
Ron: Mom!
Mom: And...you’re always so close with your ‘buddies...’ son, be honest...I’m an open minded person you know...are you gay?
Ron: seriously? You’re asking if I’m gay
Mom: So you are...now it all makes sense...but why?
Ron: Mom...I’m not gay
Mom: Considering you’re in the business where you’re literally surrounded by women all the time, and most of them are beautiful women...it only makes sense that I start questioning your sexuality
Ron: What if I have...you know...one night stands? Obviously I wouldn’t bring anyone of them home...
Mom: Uh huh...one night stands...where? You do realize even though you’re in your thirties...that I DO YOUR LAUNDRY...where are the receipts? And don’t you even start by saying you go to their place...because as your mother I know how you are...you can’t even stand a bit of filth...hotel rooms is already a stretch
Ron: Mom...do you really want me to bring home a girlfriend who’s some sort of movie star?
Mom: I wouldn’t mind...
Ron: Do you NOT watch the films I produce?
Mom: Don’t be silly, I watch all of them...but you can’t say all actresses are vein and just beautiful on the outside...that can’t apply to every single one of them...I think you’re being too judgemental
Ron: Well...it would be hard though, wouldn’t it? I wouldn’t be able to tell whether she’s true to me or she’s actually a great actress...
Mom: Son...you really have to learn to trust. And besides, it would be a win-win situation
Ron: How so?
Mom: Well...think about it...if she really does like you, then you have a girlfriend...if she’s just acting...then, you just found yourself an amazing lead actress for your next movie...I don’t see any down side really
Ron laughed: Mary Hon, you are a genius! But seriously mom...you know what I mean
Mary: Alright...I guess it’s up to me then...who would’ve thought that the responsibility of finding a daughter-in-law would be mine after I produced such a wonderfully handsome child...(she heaved a sigh)
Ron: Well...I’m going to get going, I have a quick staff meeting to attend to
Mary: Just go...just leave this old woman all by herself...
Ron smiled, bent over and kissed his mom on the cheek
Ron: One day, you’ll wish that you could have some alone time...when all your grandchildren are crying and wanting all of your attention
Mary: Oh, don’t you worry...at this rate, I would’ve had too much alone time
Ron laughed: Ok, ok...bye mom...
Mary: Bye
Suddenly he turned back
Mary: What is it?
Ron: It’s not true that I haven’t brought home a girlfriend in forever...I brought Kate home like two years ago
Mary: Please don’t tell me you’re waiting for her to come back...I know she’s a nice girl and everything Ron, but really...maybe she’s already found someone by now...
Ron: I’m not waiting for her...I just thought I’d bring up the point that I have brought home a girlfriend before and quite recently too... (he looked at the time) now I really have to get going, bye
~After he left~
Mary: He thinks two years isn’t a long time...what a silly boy
~Studio ~
Bosco: Hey...you’re not looking too good...
Ron: Try having that ‘I’m going to die with no grandchildren’ talk with YOUR mom
Bosco laughed: It’s your fault...if I were you, I’d bring home some pretty kelefe and tell your mom she’s your girlfriend, then you wouldn’t have to have that talk once every few weeks
Ron: Right...and then I can grace the tabloids too...
Bosco: Maybe get one of those contracted girlfriends...you know, like in the movies
Ron: so, you’re telling me to ‘rent’ a girlfriend
Bosco: It’s possible...
Ron: Uh huh...you know what, just go tell your team to get ready in the conference room
Bosco: Fine, don’t take my advice
Myolie: What’s going on?
Bosco: This one needs a girlfriend
Myolie: That’s old news...so Ron, did your mom just give you another talk?
Ron: Ya, you know how she is
Myolie: Auntie is afraid you’ll end the family line with the rate you’re going
Ron: Great...
Myolie: If you want her to stop, just bring home a girl, and say she’s your girlfriend
Bosco: That’s what I said
Ron: The couple thinks alike...I think I’m going to be sick...
Bosco: You’re just jealous that we’re actually together, and you get tabloid girlfriends...
Myolie: You know, if you told your mom one of those rumours were true...she would’ve stopped with the talk too
Ron: If I confirmed a rumour with my mom, I’m pretty sure by the end of the day the entire world would’ve found out as well...so no
Myolie: Get those...contracted ones...you know, how Thailand have those contracted wives for those perverted old men and movie makers
Ron: That’s just disturbing...
Bosco: Honey, he’s searching for true love...like what we have...
Ron: I think I’m going to throw up...you know what, just tell everyone to meet me in five in the conference room, I’m gonna go and actually throw up now, thanks to you guys
Bosco and Myolie (in unison): Anytime
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I hope you enjoyed it...and please leave me a few comments...I've already decided who the female lead will be and stuff...so...look out for the next chapter, which should be up in the beginning or so of March.
I should get back to my thesis, but before that, next week I will be updating Someone Like You and probably the finale for Take 2 (fingers crossed)
See you then, and remember to comment!!!
Randomness...OUT!!!
On the last update, I announced that there will be a new fanfic. I originally wanted to post the fanfic back in January so that I could have one chapter posted every month until December...however, I was overwhelmed with school work (since I'm in my fourth year of university) and the plan fell through. This fanfic, even though the end sounds somewhat depressing, is actually a comedy. I hope you enjoy the first Chapter
Chapter 1: ‘I’m going to die with no grandchildren’
He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, then slowly exhaled...and continued to slowly inhale, then exhale. In his focused state of mind, he could hear everything that went on in the room...but, he did not want to pay any attention to it. He finally opened his eyes and turned to face her, and smiled at her anxious face.
Woman: So...what did you see?
Man: I saw...
Woman: What?
Man: Nothing...absolutely NOTHING!!! Mom, how many times do I need to remind you that I’m not a psychic...?
Mom: But last time when my friends were over you knew exactly what they were going to say
Man: Mom...it was obvious that you were setting something up...having all your friends over and having them bring along their niece or daughter...
Mom: Fine...
Man: I know you want me to get married soon...but I’m still young and there’s a lot more in life than just getting married and having kids...
Mom: Oh...do you hear that honey, do you hear our son. After you left this world he doesn’t care about his own mother...I don’t have that many more years in life and look at him...he wants me to WAIT for him because he thinks there’s more to life than getting married and having kids...do you HEAR that honey?!?
Man: Mom...you’re overreacting...
Mom: I’m overreacting? Ron Ng, how dare you speak to your own mother like this...and in the presence of your own father too...?
Ron: Ok, ok...I’m sorry...I’ll go on one of the blind dates you’ve planned for me then...ok? (He smiled)
Mom smiling back: That’s my boy (she ruffles his hair)...unless
Ron: Unless?
Mom: It’s been forever since you’ve brought a girlfriend before, and I’ve never seen you watch porn...
Ron: Mom!
Mom: And...you’re always so close with your ‘buddies...’ son, be honest...I’m an open minded person you know...are you gay?
Ron: seriously? You’re asking if I’m gay
Mom: So you are...now it all makes sense...but why?
Ron: Mom...I’m not gay
Mom: Considering you’re in the business where you’re literally surrounded by women all the time, and most of them are beautiful women...it only makes sense that I start questioning your sexuality
Ron: What if I have...you know...one night stands? Obviously I wouldn’t bring anyone of them home...
Mom: Uh huh...one night stands...where? You do realize even though you’re in your thirties...that I DO YOUR LAUNDRY...where are the receipts? And don’t you even start by saying you go to their place...because as your mother I know how you are...you can’t even stand a bit of filth...hotel rooms is already a stretch
Ron: Mom...do you really want me to bring home a girlfriend who’s some sort of movie star?
Mom: I wouldn’t mind...
Ron: Do you NOT watch the films I produce?
Mom: Don’t be silly, I watch all of them...but you can’t say all actresses are vein and just beautiful on the outside...that can’t apply to every single one of them...I think you’re being too judgemental
Ron: Well...it would be hard though, wouldn’t it? I wouldn’t be able to tell whether she’s true to me or she’s actually a great actress...
Mom: Son...you really have to learn to trust. And besides, it would be a win-win situation
Ron: How so?
Mom: Well...think about it...if she really does like you, then you have a girlfriend...if she’s just acting...then, you just found yourself an amazing lead actress for your next movie...I don’t see any down side really
Ron laughed: Mary Hon, you are a genius! But seriously mom...you know what I mean
Mary: Alright...I guess it’s up to me then...who would’ve thought that the responsibility of finding a daughter-in-law would be mine after I produced such a wonderfully handsome child...(she heaved a sigh)
Ron: Well...I’m going to get going, I have a quick staff meeting to attend to
Mary: Just go...just leave this old woman all by herself...
Ron smiled, bent over and kissed his mom on the cheek
Ron: One day, you’ll wish that you could have some alone time...when all your grandchildren are crying and wanting all of your attention
Mary: Oh, don’t you worry...at this rate, I would’ve had too much alone time
Ron laughed: Ok, ok...bye mom...
Mary: Bye
Suddenly he turned back
Mary: What is it?
Ron: It’s not true that I haven’t brought home a girlfriend in forever...I brought Kate home like two years ago
Mary: Please don’t tell me you’re waiting for her to come back...I know she’s a nice girl and everything Ron, but really...maybe she’s already found someone by now...
Ron: I’m not waiting for her...I just thought I’d bring up the point that I have brought home a girlfriend before and quite recently too... (he looked at the time) now I really have to get going, bye
~After he left~
Mary: He thinks two years isn’t a long time...what a silly boy
~Studio ~
Bosco: Hey...you’re not looking too good...
Ron: Try having that ‘I’m going to die with no grandchildren’ talk with YOUR mom
Bosco laughed: It’s your fault...if I were you, I’d bring home some pretty kelefe and tell your mom she’s your girlfriend, then you wouldn’t have to have that talk once every few weeks
Ron: Right...and then I can grace the tabloids too...
Bosco: Maybe get one of those contracted girlfriends...you know, like in the movies
Ron: so, you’re telling me to ‘rent’ a girlfriend
Bosco: It’s possible...
Ron: Uh huh...you know what, just go tell your team to get ready in the conference room
Bosco: Fine, don’t take my advice
Myolie: What’s going on?
Bosco: This one needs a girlfriend
Myolie: That’s old news...so Ron, did your mom just give you another talk?
Ron: Ya, you know how she is
Myolie: Auntie is afraid you’ll end the family line with the rate you’re going
Ron: Great...
Myolie: If you want her to stop, just bring home a girl, and say she’s your girlfriend
Bosco: That’s what I said
Ron: The couple thinks alike...I think I’m going to be sick...
Bosco: You’re just jealous that we’re actually together, and you get tabloid girlfriends...
Myolie: You know, if you told your mom one of those rumours were true...she would’ve stopped with the talk too
Ron: If I confirmed a rumour with my mom, I’m pretty sure by the end of the day the entire world would’ve found out as well...so no
Myolie: Get those...contracted ones...you know, how Thailand have those contracted wives for those perverted old men and movie makers
Ron: That’s just disturbing...
Bosco: Honey, he’s searching for true love...like what we have...
Ron: I think I’m going to throw up...you know what, just tell everyone to meet me in five in the conference room, I’m gonna go and actually throw up now, thanks to you guys
Bosco and Myolie (in unison): Anytime
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I hope you enjoyed it...and please leave me a few comments...I've already decided who the female lead will be and stuff...so...look out for the next chapter, which should be up in the beginning or so of March.
I should get back to my thesis, but before that, next week I will be updating Someone Like You and probably the finale for Take 2 (fingers crossed)
See you then, and remember to comment!!!
Randomness...OUT!!!
Sunday, January 29, 2012
Someone Like You: Ch 4
Howdy folks,
FIRST POST OF THE YEAR!!! HAPPY NEW YEAR! and HAPPY LUNAR NEW YEAR!!!It’s been a while, but I’m back and I will be updating this fanfic properly. Let’s get started.
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The two of them walked out of the tea shop and Ron led the way. Four blocks later they were standing in front of this small ice cream shop.
Ron: Come on
Leila: You made me walk all this way for some ice cream?
Ron: Yup...but not just any ice cream...the best ice cream in a 30 mile radius
Leila: Really?
Ron: Come on...give it a try
After finishing her ice cream, she noticed that he was staring at her...
Leila: What is it?
Ron: What do you think?
Leila: It was ok
Ron: Ok? And yet you were really focused in finishing the ice cream
Leila: Well...I don’t like it when my ice cream melts
Ron: Uh huh...well...I’m glad you enjoyed it
Leila: I never said I enjoyed it
Ron chuckled: Of course...the heiress would never admit to something like that...anyways, since this is apparently our first date...we should get to know each other, right? Like from the beginning...
Leila: Again?
Ron: Why not? We have lots of time to kill...unless you’re awfully sick of seeing my face, which, if you are...don’t tell me
Leila: Fine...we’ll start over.
Ron: Ok, great. I’m Ron Ng
Leila: I’m Leila Tong
Ron: As in the daughter of THE Mr. Tong of Tong Corp
Leila: I am...
Ron: Wow, it’s a pleasure to meet you Leila...so, why is an heiress like you on a date with a guy like me?
Leila smiled: Let’s just say I need a change of perspective
Ron: You have a lovely smile you know...
Leila: Thanks...so...Ron, what do you do?
Ron: Currently, I’m just helping out my sister...but before I was a pilot, then I went into business developing a few programs and stuff like that...how about you?
Leila: I went abroad to study, came back to work for my dad...but decided I need a change of scenery. So, you were a pilot?
Ron: Ya...you probably don’t believe it...but I was...and it didn’t work out
Leila: Ok...
Ron: You know, you’re not so bad...I feel like this is our first civilized conversation
Leila: Oh great...and we were doing so well too...
Ron: So, are you really working for my sister cause you want a change of scenery?
Leila: Were you really a pilot?
Ron: Of course I was
Leila: Sure you were...and as for me it’s the reason I provided to you earlier and the fact that I wanted a change of scenery
Ron: Not because you want to prove your daddy wrong?
Leila: Why do you think that?
Ron: Too many TVB series with my mom...or because a lot of rich people do that type of thing...not wanting to be type casted as someone who was born with a silver spoon in their mouths, not knowing how the world is, not practical...living in another world...
Leila: Oh, is that so?
Ron shrugged: It is...you’re not the first one I met who’s like that...nothing to be ashamed of
Leila: This coming from a guy who tells a girl he’s a pilot
Ron: WAS a pilot
Leila: Whatever, I’m leaving
Ron: You don’t even know where we are
Leila: I’ll call my family’s chauffer
Ron: This coming from the ‘I need a change of scenery’ person, why won’t you just call your Power Chan?
Leila: Bye
She walked out of the shop and made her call leaving Ron sitting there.
Leila ranting: I can’t believe I was having a decent conversation with that despicable guy. Why does he have to ruin things for? And where is this place? Never again will I follow him! So frustrating!!!
Ron walked out to hear her ranting aloud to herself
Ron: Not only are you judgemental, you’re slightly crazy too...fantastic
Leila: Why are you following me?
Ron: Oh? I didn’t know leaving the shop meant that I’m following you? You’re crazy
Leila: Why are you being so petty?
Ron: I’m being petty, you got to be kidding me...you’re the one who’s picking a fight
Leila: You’re the one who called me crazy
Ron: Talking to yourself is generally a symptom
Leila: I wouldn’t be ranting to myself if you were acting like a proper grownup and we had continued our civilized conversation...
Ron: Ok, so it’s my fault...fine...I guess I’m just a terrible person so, since you’re boyfriend is coming I should get going
Leila: My boyfriend?
Ron pointed at the car that was coming towards them, the license plate, as expected from rich people actually read the guy’s name
Leila: You can’t leave
Ron: Why not?
Leila: It’s...well...because...
Ron: Go on...
Leila looked at her watch: It’s only 3:30...our work day ends at 5...
Ron took a deep breath: Fine...
He walked over and embraced her and whispered
Ron: You win...this time
Leila smiled: Oh no, your sister said that we have to be a pair...so...
The car stopped, the man walked out and next thing Ron knew his left cheek was throbbing and he was on the floor
Power shouting: What are you doing with my fiancée?
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I almost forgot how fun it is to write an entire chapter filled with lots of dialogue and bickering. I’m sorry for the delay though, sometimes I just go through bouts of writer’s block...but now I’m back...I hope you enjoyed this update and will leave me a comment or two, cause I love reading your comments.
Also, I will be starting a new fanfic that will be posted once a month, until the end of this year...I’ll post a little something about that later. Oh, and I’ve noticed posts on the cbox about the new series with Ron and Linda. I have been watching that series and I thoroughly enjoy it, but I’m only on episode 8 or so, so I have a lot of catching up to do as well.
Anywho, remember to leave me a comment or comments and I WILL BE BACK!!! (Soon)
Randomness...OUT!!!
FIRST POST OF THE YEAR!!! HAPPY NEW YEAR! and HAPPY LUNAR NEW YEAR!!!It’s been a while, but I’m back and I will be updating this fanfic properly. Let’s get started.
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The two of them walked out of the tea shop and Ron led the way. Four blocks later they were standing in front of this small ice cream shop.
Ron: Come on
Leila: You made me walk all this way for some ice cream?
Ron: Yup...but not just any ice cream...the best ice cream in a 30 mile radius
Leila: Really?
Ron: Come on...give it a try
After finishing her ice cream, she noticed that he was staring at her...
Leila: What is it?
Ron: What do you think?
Leila: It was ok
Ron: Ok? And yet you were really focused in finishing the ice cream
Leila: Well...I don’t like it when my ice cream melts
Ron: Uh huh...well...I’m glad you enjoyed it
Leila: I never said I enjoyed it
Ron chuckled: Of course...the heiress would never admit to something like that...anyways, since this is apparently our first date...we should get to know each other, right? Like from the beginning...
Leila: Again?
Ron: Why not? We have lots of time to kill...unless you’re awfully sick of seeing my face, which, if you are...don’t tell me
Leila: Fine...we’ll start over.
Ron: Ok, great. I’m Ron Ng
Leila: I’m Leila Tong
Ron: As in the daughter of THE Mr. Tong of Tong Corp
Leila: I am...
Ron: Wow, it’s a pleasure to meet you Leila...so, why is an heiress like you on a date with a guy like me?
Leila smiled: Let’s just say I need a change of perspective
Ron: You have a lovely smile you know...
Leila: Thanks...so...Ron, what do you do?
Ron: Currently, I’m just helping out my sister...but before I was a pilot, then I went into business developing a few programs and stuff like that...how about you?
Leila: I went abroad to study, came back to work for my dad...but decided I need a change of scenery. So, you were a pilot?
Ron: Ya...you probably don’t believe it...but I was...and it didn’t work out
Leila: Ok...
Ron: You know, you’re not so bad...I feel like this is our first civilized conversation
Leila: Oh great...and we were doing so well too...
Ron: So, are you really working for my sister cause you want a change of scenery?
Leila: Were you really a pilot?
Ron: Of course I was
Leila: Sure you were...and as for me it’s the reason I provided to you earlier and the fact that I wanted a change of scenery
Ron: Not because you want to prove your daddy wrong?
Leila: Why do you think that?
Ron: Too many TVB series with my mom...or because a lot of rich people do that type of thing...not wanting to be type casted as someone who was born with a silver spoon in their mouths, not knowing how the world is, not practical...living in another world...
Leila: Oh, is that so?
Ron shrugged: It is...you’re not the first one I met who’s like that...nothing to be ashamed of
Leila: This coming from a guy who tells a girl he’s a pilot
Ron: WAS a pilot
Leila: Whatever, I’m leaving
Ron: You don’t even know where we are
Leila: I’ll call my family’s chauffer
Ron: This coming from the ‘I need a change of scenery’ person, why won’t you just call your Power Chan?
Leila: Bye
She walked out of the shop and made her call leaving Ron sitting there.
Leila ranting: I can’t believe I was having a decent conversation with that despicable guy. Why does he have to ruin things for? And where is this place? Never again will I follow him! So frustrating!!!
Ron walked out to hear her ranting aloud to herself
Ron: Not only are you judgemental, you’re slightly crazy too...fantastic
Leila: Why are you following me?
Ron: Oh? I didn’t know leaving the shop meant that I’m following you? You’re crazy
Leila: Why are you being so petty?
Ron: I’m being petty, you got to be kidding me...you’re the one who’s picking a fight
Leila: You’re the one who called me crazy
Ron: Talking to yourself is generally a symptom
Leila: I wouldn’t be ranting to myself if you were acting like a proper grownup and we had continued our civilized conversation...
Ron: Ok, so it’s my fault...fine...I guess I’m just a terrible person so, since you’re boyfriend is coming I should get going
Leila: My boyfriend?
Ron pointed at the car that was coming towards them, the license plate, as expected from rich people actually read the guy’s name
Leila: You can’t leave
Ron: Why not?
Leila: It’s...well...because...
Ron: Go on...
Leila looked at her watch: It’s only 3:30...our work day ends at 5...
Ron took a deep breath: Fine...
He walked over and embraced her and whispered
Ron: You win...this time
Leila smiled: Oh no, your sister said that we have to be a pair...so...
The car stopped, the man walked out and next thing Ron knew his left cheek was throbbing and he was on the floor
Power shouting: What are you doing with my fiancée?
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I almost forgot how fun it is to write an entire chapter filled with lots of dialogue and bickering. I’m sorry for the delay though, sometimes I just go through bouts of writer’s block...but now I’m back...I hope you enjoyed this update and will leave me a comment or two, cause I love reading your comments.
Also, I will be starting a new fanfic that will be posted once a month, until the end of this year...I’ll post a little something about that later. Oh, and I’ve noticed posts on the cbox about the new series with Ron and Linda. I have been watching that series and I thoroughly enjoy it, but I’m only on episode 8 or so, so I have a lot of catching up to do as well.
Anywho, remember to leave me a comment or comments and I WILL BE BACK!!! (Soon)
Randomness...OUT!!!
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