About Me

Updated: June 23, 2014

This is the most tricky part in making this blog and I can't believe I'm doing this twice due to an update of who I am and who I was before I first introduced my self here 2 years ago. Well, most of the about me there holds true until now so I'll just make a short introduction. :)

Here goes...

Hello! I'm anamellie (not my real name).

As crazy and as ambitious as this may sound- I want to be a writer. It's one of my biggest dreams since I was a child. Second of which is to meet and greet Joanne Kathleen Rowling, you know, the author of the "Harry Potter" series... and my INSPIRATION. I guess it was after I have read the first HP book that I started writing my own stories and poems. Some are here but others have been lost in void space after experiencing a brutal hard disk crash.    

Aside from writing, I find enjoyment in reading as well. I particularly love those stuff which make me cry a tear or two because I'm quite a sucker for happy endings. Though sometimes, they are sad (If you don't know what I mean, try "The Fault in Our Stars" as an example). I am a music lover and my guilty pleasures include those that are sung by Taylor Swift, Westlife, Backstreet Boys, A1, Sclub7, and Mandy Moore, to name a few. You can also hear me singing Lea Salonga songs and every Disney Princess song (I dream of being a Disney Princess... shhhh...). 

When I'm not caught doing those, I am guilty of loving "Instagram" posts and roaming around "Facebook". 

I am a graduate of Management Accounting. An off-tangent course for my passion and often raises people's eyebrows. It's also a big mystery for me but I am glad I am able to pursue my passion by means of this simple blog. However, due to the demands of life and work though, this blog has been on hiatus for a long time. Luckily for me, it's still happy enough to welcome me after I've abandoned it for too long.

Caution: This blog is an extension of my thoughts so I advise you to read at your own risk. You have been warned. ^_^

Thanks and much love,

Anamellie XXX

Moi

Okay! I admit, the first entry wasn't that polite. So I'm going to post another entry and since this blog is new -and I'm not even sure if I've christened it right- I'm going to put some things about myself. I'm sure this will be nothing like the assignment our psychology teacher gave us two semesters ago which by the way, required us to write one thousand words about ourselves that required more than five pages of yellow paper. No this will be brief and concise. So take a deep breath and read on...

First off, I want to state that I am not comfortable to reveal my name on this blog. Though there are other ways that my real name could be acquired, I still won't say it straightforward here (you can research though =p), but I do have many nicknames and sometimes I call them pen names because I am an aspiring writer. They are daena, anamellie, and hana.

As I have said, I dream to be a writer or even a novelist and I have been writing stories since I was ten. Sad to say, some of my works are unfinished. Much worse, some are irretrievable because of the recent hard disk crash. :(

Anyway... moving on.

I am a college student who enjoys life the way a college student should. Translation: The pressure of having to pass and the joys of passing.

People always assume that I am shy and aloof. Those impressions don't often last especially when they get to know me better. In short, I am just like a box of fireworks waiting to be lit.

As of Today, there are 150 days until my next birthday for which I would have nineteen candles on my cake. Ok. Go figure that out.

I am a person who loves collecting bookmarks and quotes and I'm also a bookworm. I love to read a lot of books to stimulate my mind. Don't get me wrong though. I don't really love academic books because I find them uninteresting sometimes. Peace to my Professors!

Music = Life

I love music and I can't live without it. I could listen to all the genres as long as they wouldn't hurt my eardrums. My personal favorites are from the 90's and beyond.

My favorite colors are pink and green. I'm not really obsessed (as in "everything-i-own-are-colored-pink-and-green") about these two colors but I think they are pleasing to my eyes.

I love to travel to beautiful places and watch wonderful scenery and breathtaking sights.

I love to sing but I hate to dance even though I know how (a little). During our PE class, we were required to perform a group dance presentation and we even received the honor to have the highest possible grade. I'm not bragging. =p

That's all. Wasn't that too short. I do wish I were not too random. ;)

Mistaken Idea

My mother said that when I was a child, I was too sickly…

…Okay. Wait. Let’s start from the beginning. I was born dead. I was one hour dead to be exact. They even named me Patricia. Yes, that was my unregistered yet “original” name. No one would ever think that that baby who was (sadly) not breathing would move its tiny little fingers and cry. It was a miracle.

I consider myself lucky after knowing that story. I could say that I’m a survivor. But to ensure that I was really a “few” distance away from danger, I often had regular visits to the hospital or clinic which started when I was still about weeks old. “Regular” means having not less than five visits a month, and in that place I dreaded so much, I often see those people wearing the blinding all-white clothing, but I hated most the people wearing caps which matched the white dress. I even had a phobia of being near people who wear white because I was too afraid of having given shots or medicines- from what my young mind think to be -every few minutes… and that was really a dark stage for a little girl like me.

I think I still have the memory of saying to myself that one day I will become a doctor or a nurse. But don’t get me wrong. That time, I hated them so much that with tears rolling down my face, I said, “I want to be a like them so that I can hurt the children and make them cry”. But the girl who said that was long ago gone, for what has now become of her was a tiny little dust left in the memory of struggle and survival. Years later, I understood that the people in white did that to save me, and I was too inspired by them that I even wanted to be like them. During my elementary years, I decided that I should become a nurse or a doctor not because of my earlier motive, but because I wanted to help people the way they had helped me survive. Without them, I wouldn’t be here.

Judging by the way I’m praising them (nurses and doctors), you would say that I really pursued studying a medical course but… no. I am quite contented with the college program I am in right now. I chose not to study that because of the simple fact that I am prone to catching an illness so… That’s the reason; I did not want to be the one lying down the bed and being tended to instead of the other way around.

Though I’m not enrolled in the program which focuses on medicine or something like that, though I’m not going to be one of those people wearing white, with clipboards on their arms or stethoscopes on their necks or thermometers on their desks, I am still thankful for without them, there wouldn’t be me. So I guess everything was just a mistaken idea after all.

~anamellie~