Correction

and yeah, because of the MISUNDERSTANDING i feel the need of continuing this entry, quickly, alright. 

First, I want everyone to know that what I'm finding is a character for my novel. A CHARACTER, imaginary character. Im putting myself in the situation wherein I am, the one in the novel. Im a writer, eh'?? Comments are good but hey. Listen to me first. That's why the title of the post is CHARACTERIZATION. 

Im currently, finishing a novel that was suppose to be my entry for my scholarship and CHAR I is a part of it. Im trying to describe my characters the way the narrator sees it. And Im trying to make this blog my threadmill in doing my novel and all my work. 

Again, Im making this clear. I am single. Im meeting great people and that's enough for me right now. Coz, I just proved something from guys, I cant trust them coz they dont trust me either. And the more that Im trying to make something good out of all the situation, its just getting worse, I am misunderstood.. Im really busy for now, my exam is a week away. Im still kinda worried(or not) for my math. 

And this blog is my rest. My break. My brain is bleeding. Now I dont want to talk to anybody. Not even me. Im closing my lips tightly. Im not used of explaining myself to anyone really, but now Im doing it, I dont know why. I told myself before, why would I explain myself if I know Im not doing anything wrong? Well I guess, yeah, the reality that people aren't really the same as well as their thinking, and that I need to do some explaining(bot not quite) to someone. 

I guess I'm growing. That's it. Doing things Im not used to is of course, new to me. 

I am a writer, and Im glad, people have different interpretation on my writings, the only mistake I made is that I didnt put "PROLOGUE" or "Hey, this is fiction guys, all the characters in this entry is just an imagination of the author every person who are in anyway the same with the person in this entry is just a coincidence" Oh yeah, a mistake a writer shouldn't make. 

But hey, I have a lot of entry that probably is not me in reality, they were all produced by my mind. I posted in EManila, timog,  pinoypoets, and my blogs, but I didnt get any wild reaction as that. 

A week from now is the exam that will change my life forever. Do you think I'll be messing around and waste my time chatting??? Yes, If Im not serious about my scholarship. But I am. That's why Im very busy. I have trouble with this math thing I hate it, right? and if I will not take the time to be serious with it, I'm dead. And my ym isn't even open! 

I opened it  today, anyway and "Goodmorning!" A message from someone awakened my sleepy mind. I said, what the? But then I understand why he talked that way. Because he didn't know. I hope this entry will clear this up. I said too much, and Im not gonna repeat my explaination to anyone. Im pissed too, see? Im sorry if Im not good at explaining.

I guess, I have my characters done. Although, there was suppose to be a continuation of that entry, where I'll put the rest part of my novel, of my charcter profiles. I'll do it next time.

_______________Another part of my novel__________________ 

 "Why, we had something special don't we? But then you didnt tell me about it." Said he.

"Tell you about what? Open up, if you're like that in the beginning, how are we gonna make this thing up to the end?" the girl replied.

"About why you're not talking to me in the last few days. Or week and yeah, its a month already, if I truly count it."

"You didnt know?? Im a away, Im finding myself, coz lately I think I've been driven by you, it seems like I absorbed all the experiences you had. And I dont know who I am anymore!"

"But why didnt you tell me?" he whisphered.

"Coz, I dont want to. You're getting your strength from me, and I dont want to dissapoint you. Im falling out of love with you." 

The guy stood in silence. Never wanting to utter a word, never wanting to let the girl of his dreams slip away in his hand, in his life with just a few impulsive words.  Carefully, he turned around, look at the sky, a tear fell into his eyes. He looked again with his girl, and he remembered everything they had and how she change him and brought him back to life. 

He reached for her cold, weak hand. Hold it like it was the first time he did it, and it feels the same. He embraced her, put her in his arms, closed his eyes, wishing all of these are just a dream, and it will end in the morning. Everything will be back to normal. He love her, and she loves him too.

He took her home, gave her a kiss. He saw something in her eyes, he's about to ask but then he chose not to, she needs time, she needs space, he thought. He go back home, bothered, bothered with what he saw in her eyes. It was different. That made him sleepless, and always have the urge to pick up the phone and call her.

He woke up with the phone ringing.

"Our daughter died, in her sleep. Why didnt you tell us she has a cancer and she's dying? Why!?" the girls mother said in between cries.

He, on the other side of the line couldn't speak. Open-mouth, mind blank, he couldnt think. Is this for real? Does anyone care enough to even wake me up with this nightmare? God please.

But when he got to the girl's house, it was real. She's dead. The girl of his dreams. The girls mother handed him a letter. There she said:

"Im sorry if I didnt tell you or anyone about it. Im dying and it hurts me to know Im gonna leave you with nothing. I love you so much and I hope you know that. Every chemotherapy I  gone through is just too painful, but Im thinking of you, and mom, you are my strength, thats the truth and not the other way around. I love you so much…

He couldn't continue reading as tears block his eyes completely.