Short story with choosen words

Yesterday I randomly chose 10 words and decided to write a short story with them. To be honest, free writing is easy but writing with chosen words was not easy at all. As for me. Anyway, practice makes perfect. So, I don't give up.

This is my short story with 10 chosen words. By chance, the words reminded me of the novel Jemima J of Jane Green. The main character was really fat and she tried her best to lose weight and had her love. Yeah, mine was inspired by this. Ok, here we go.

BEAUTY AND THE FATTY

She used to be so plump. She feasted on fast food and other kinds of butter, chocolate. OMG, She could eat all day. When she was upset about a movie, she ate. When her mood cheered up, she ate to celebrate. Her life seemed to be so great until one day. She was rejected in a year-end party of her company. She could not find a partner for herself. Why? Because she was fat. Fat. All the men in this place were dying for some girl who possessed a slim body and oval face. No matter how kind she was, how helpful she was, and even how smart she was. She was still not the type that men looking for. We preferred someone to dance with me, not to eat, they said. Slim has something of worth. Really.

That evening, while she was strolling on her way home, something caught her sight. A Fitness Center. Unconsciously, she entered the place. Look at that. All of the girls with their perfect body gathered in this place. The curve shaped beautifully in the small of their back. Their firmed thighs were wandering in front of her eyes. The nails were shining with perfect pedicure. They must have been drooled by tons of men with no doubt, she thought. She felt bewildered and wobbled as if there were an earthquake near here. After some seconds getting back to her consciousness, she stood up, went to the register desk and applied for a 6 – month gym course. She wanted to dance; she wanted to be a part of the party. 

She would do this, not for anyone, for her. Just for her. 

I am learning English

Good morning,

Today, I am gonna talk about dreams.
Everyone, anyone has dreams. Some wish to be rich. Some wish to travel around the world. Some wish to be a famous designer.
I am Asian and English is my second language. I wish to be a novelist. However, a novelist in English, not in my mother language. Why? I find myself more inspired when writing in English. Hope that makes sense.
Once I read an article about writing tips, it said if you wanted to write well, you should have been a good reader. And I know reading is not everything, you must note and learn the words, phrases, and styles as well. Then, practice, practice and practice. Oh, luckily, I love that.
And now, on the way to be a novelist, I don't know whether I will be famous or not which is the future tense (however, deep down in my heart, I want to be known ^_~), in this moment, I am learning English. I learn via novels, via newspapers, via foreign friends, etc... And I love that.
The feeling of being able to use a foreign language is well described in the book Eat, Pray, Love. OMG, I love that feeling. I love it when native English users can understand what I say, understand what I write. And top of that, they find no difference between a native and ESL users in my works. That's my wish.

So, back to my work. Reading and learning.

Lost in translation

Translation was my major in university. I love this since I love writing and thinking. Translation helps me understand about the language and culture, it also helps get used to the active and positive lifestyle. That's true. Because you must deeply accurately understand the meaning of what they write in a book, especially a novel (OMG, I love reading novels). Through this I can distinguish the good and the bad in character, what is a dream, and how to live not to exist.

Love is only the word if you got lost. Yes, I got lost. Going to work, attending short courses, translating documentaries made me forget my hobby. I was so lazy to read, so tired to practice, so bored to do this work again. But it's all coming back to me now, realizing the thing I want to do. Not only writing, not only reading. It is translating.

Now, let's do anything the hope of our future.

Thought of the day

No matter how handsome you are, women still prefer guys who possess good method :)

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Return the kiss

I love this book as well as the author. She is the one who has dreams and always find her ways to achieve those. I still remember a sentence she wrote: "If you know how to work professionally and enthusiastically, God never betray your effort!".

In this age - not too old but completely not young at all - me and one of my girl friends ought to have catched our dreams or at least known what our dreams were. But we still haven't. However, in a very optimistic way, we know that we love experiencing which means we love travelling, experiencing new culture, new lifestyle and new people. I wonder if it is considered as a dream. Oh it is. Why? The author of this book also had the same dream as we have. And, she did try her very best to achieve that, by learning, attending a competition, working...

Then there is nothing wrong with ours, buddy. We also try our best in what we're doing eh...

P.S: Regretting...well...it's not bad but keep regretting is not a good habit huh.