A vampiric, gothic love novel series for freak teens like me and its main character, Raven. Although I only read a full version of only Coffin Club and the first few parts of the other books I find the series really cool and freaked. Comparing it to Twilight, Vampire Kisses is more romantic despite being a super gothic book but because of the gothness the series is a total thriller. The vampiric adventures in the series are more risky and interesting than the ones in Twilight. Those adventures is what makes it such a thriller. Reading it makes me spooked and made my heart sank as if I saw the person I love. The romance and chemistry between the two main character, Raven and Alexander, is so strong it makes you want to read more and find out what their love takes them into. If only they made a movie out of it.
The experience I had reading Vampire Kisses gave me a real feel and expression of what the book truly speaks of. Sometimes it makes me think about my crush in school and that I shouldn't just let fate decide everything for me. I have my doubts and tears about the book but its so great I wouldn't stop. Most of the time, I'd tear up because it feels like someone stabbed me in heart when I think about my crush.
Point is, Vampire Kisses is WAY more thrilling and romantic than any vampire romance novel. And I'm not just saying 'cos I'm an emo/goth.
Monday, February 21, 2011
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Wednesday, February 16, 2011
Love or Like?
Like any other normal (girly) teen, I have my own messed up love story. And I'm not even sure if it is love. I bet other teens don't have to hide themselves so much from the person they adore, unlike me. Everybody's little love story doesn't hang on only one person, instead they move on to another. I guess that's like but what if they do hang on one person? Would that one person be their "true love"?
It's been more than a year since I first saw and adored my one-in-heart guy. The first time I saw him I was truly, truly speechless and almost breathless. I saw him and adored him because I thought he was almost like me-quiet, shy, mysterious, always kept to ourselves. At least, we used to be... Until the end of my first year in school I watched and stared at him every passing day I arrive at school. On my second, I didn't get much more than a glance once or twice a week.
Getting desperate, I volunteered to look after the school store so I could see him whenever he has recess. Unfortunately, he never sat on the same spot after my first day. I wasn't bummed out so I kept working. And one day made all those other days worth while. He slowly put his fingers on my palm and let go of the money when he paid for the objective papers. As an added bonus: I heard his adoringly rough but sweet voice.
The love story's quiet this year. I guess I don't wanna concentrate so much on him or he could just be being extra careful avoiding me. Go figure. From time to time, I'd see him a distant behind me or going an opposite direction from me. I was filled with disappointment. But some things just lift my spirits today. All I can say I saw him across the school field and stared him for as long as I could. I think I even saw him stare back at me with some focus and concentration.
What could my life be? All I know is I'm a total different from anybody.
It's been more than a year since I first saw and adored my one-in-heart guy. The first time I saw him I was truly, truly speechless and almost breathless. I saw him and adored him because I thought he was almost like me-quiet, shy, mysterious, always kept to ourselves. At least, we used to be... Until the end of my first year in school I watched and stared at him every passing day I arrive at school. On my second, I didn't get much more than a glance once or twice a week.
Getting desperate, I volunteered to look after the school store so I could see him whenever he has recess. Unfortunately, he never sat on the same spot after my first day. I wasn't bummed out so I kept working. And one day made all those other days worth while. He slowly put his fingers on my palm and let go of the money when he paid for the objective papers. As an added bonus: I heard his adoringly rough but sweet voice.
The love story's quiet this year. I guess I don't wanna concentrate so much on him or he could just be being extra careful avoiding me. Go figure. From time to time, I'd see him a distant behind me or going an opposite direction from me. I was filled with disappointment. But some things just lift my spirits today. All I can say I saw him across the school field and stared him for as long as I could. I think I even saw him stare back at me with some focus and concentration.
What could my life be? All I know is I'm a total different from anybody.
Monday, February 14, 2011
Valentine's Day
In about an hour Valentine's Day would totally be over and we'd have to wait another year for the next Valentine's Day. Y'know, I had high expectations on things I know wouldn't happen on Valentine's Day. The thing is before V Day I felt as if I liked -or love?- the guy I used to have a crush on ever since I was Form 1. I don't know why I had this sudden desire to talk to him, to think about him and to see him face to face. For that reason I wasted a weekend trying to make a valentine gift that wouldn't be sent. I feel like such an idiot!
I thought it meant something when I'd see him around and heard his name, like it was a sign or somewhat. I almost dreamed about him on the night of the day when I saw him not a distant away behind me. In that almost-a-dream I saw him pull my arm and laid an unexpected kiss on my lips however in a second of that kiss, I punched him real hard he tripped and almost fell into the drain. Luckily, that sweet dream showed I caught his arm before he fell in and ran away with cheeks flushed red.
So I anticipated that scene to happen on what I had hoped to have been the most greatest day of my 15-year-old life. Unfortunately, it never happened and I was deeply disappointed. I wished he knew about it. He would've have done it if he likes me the way I like him. That way, it wouldn't be so hard for him to konw what's in my mind.
I thought it meant something when I'd see him around and heard his name, like it was a sign or somewhat. I almost dreamed about him on the night of the day when I saw him not a distant away behind me. In that almost-a-dream I saw him pull my arm and laid an unexpected kiss on my lips however in a second of that kiss, I punched him real hard he tripped and almost fell into the drain. Luckily, that sweet dream showed I caught his arm before he fell in and ran away with cheeks flushed red.
So I anticipated that scene to happen on what I had hoped to have been the most greatest day of my 15-year-old life. Unfortunately, it never happened and I was deeply disappointed. I wished he knew about it. He would've have done it if he likes me the way I like him. That way, it wouldn't be so hard for him to konw what's in my mind.
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