The Perception of Beauty

I realize that beauty has become a huge topic in our society today. Without it, people treat you differently, you become insecure, and you become obsessed with your faults. Personality counts a great deal in the long run, but one will have to deal with certainly a lot more colder first impressions. I feel like there's something about beauty, there's a delicate and fragile aspect about it that makes your appearance more valuable.

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How to make a story

Now, I've been asked this many times (Oh yes, I am a wise one :D )... not really... Anyway, I've been asked this, maybe once or twice.
They would go, "Oh Victoria, how do you write a story? I can't think of anything meaningful!"
Common question. There are actually many places where you can get your story ideas: the park, the city, school, even in nature. I tend to get them from listening to music... The only problem is, I write as well as the song I'm listening to. If my ipod shuffles to a bad song, I tend to write towards that direction. Now the best thing to do is start in somewhere quiet. The more beautiful it is to you the better. Don't rush and let it come to you. Don't feel shy and worry that people will laugh at you. No one will. You're writing from a perspective from your eyes. You, are unique and you should be able to share the feelings you have as compared to someone esle. So don't worry. :) I'll guide you through. ;)
1) calm down and have the plot of your story playing in your mind. I usually have the story play in my mind for a couple of days so that I can revise.
2) turn on some music
3)relax
4)be happy
5)start writing, the characters in your mind can't wait to be a live.... :)

Corruption?

Picture this: there is a giant hill in front of you made up of identical cement buildings. When you look closely, you realize that this "hill" is really supported by a chain of workers getting minimum wage. They are cuffed together and using all their might to hold up the giant empire of cement buildings. Looking from the windows are men in blue suits holding brief cases. They live a "good American life", but really a die-hard sports athlete (who wasn't good enough) disguised in uniform. Above them are their managers, each a Harvard graduate of some kind, worked their asses of since grade school, never really lived life until now. And at the tipy-top is a man with a stiff face holding than one woman, he's what they call the boss. You can't live without any of them-this funny looking empire. All of them are selfish (at an extent) for their own good. They all have to be, as much as they think that they're not. You see, the more humanity tries to defy corruption, the worse it gets. Secrets are formed, leading to betrayal. The business world shows the most obvious signs of corruption. Partners, close friends from childhood, turn into backstabbers as quick as a second when he gets the chance. The main cause of it is their own insecurity; the fear that they won't succeed. Our current economy has suffered from a corruption that had started many years earlier. Hatred.

TO BE CONTINUED. >_<

Hello World!

THIS (!) is the just the beginning of something GREAT!... Or it can turn into a disaster and I'll end up abandoning it just like I did my previous online diaries. Anyway, moving on to brighter news, you see that girl on the left? Yeah that's me. ;) On my Hawaii vacation, just fifteen hours from my 'killer' stomach virus! Yay!.... Sarcasm...
I don't know how things work around here yet... I wonder if this is a website where stalkers roam wild. If you are a stalker, I personally respect you, because no matter what, being able to have so much patience with one person... That's determination. Once you ditch the stalker habit, you'll go far in life. :\ anyway, I hope you (whom ever you are) and I become friends, once you get past the crappy mood I'm always in, I'm actually a pretty decent person... so my parents keep telling me. Life is great, Junior year sucks. I hope I turn out to be one of those people who become successful after high school and gets to brag to everyone like, "YEAH, I'm not a wierd antisocial girl! I have potential!" Because high school, I gotta say, isn't where the magic happens for me. Me sitting on a comfortable chair listening to music with a cup of hot chocolate is where the magic happens. Gosh, still I can't wait for college. I'll finally be able to let go and start all over again. The way I want it to be. The way.... I want it... to be.... (dramatic pause). Nah. I'm just kidding. I'll probably live the same exact life as I am right now just with more responsibilities and my mother being on my back about "already being an adult". See this is how it's like in asian families, once you're 18, they expect you to start pulling your own strings like paying for yourself... I guess it won't be too bad, except my mother is threatening me that once I'm 18 and I piss her off doing something stupid, she'll kick me out of the house. Lol, funny story, when I was 11, she really DID kick me out of the house... but less than 3 minutes later she ran after me crying for me to come home. Not only she gave me special treatment for a month! Making sure I don't really run away. How's that for punishment? Ahh! It's late now, gotta go to school tomorrow. Perhaps I'll talk to you later... If you think you'll miss me, just follow me on twitter. I'm addicted to that thing: www.twitter.com/luvviki
okay, that's it for now. see you soon (on twitter)!!! ;)