The Start of Everything

One thing about me that’s strange to many, is that I try and keep all my memories. I keep everything that will remind me of the best time of my life, physically and virtually. I never threw out anything that was given to me or anything I’ve created or handmade. I’m like a weird crazy museum. Recently, I’ve realized I need to stop and if it’s important, I would remember it in my heart. :yummy: *cheesy*

Anyway, that’s just a back story of what I really wanted to write about right now.

I was never talented in anything specific and so I spent most of my time admiring other people and their talent. Back in the early 2000′s, I met a group of people that influenced my life in ways they would never know. It was a fan fiction clique online that started from KobKorner ( :love: ) and then later made it’s way to a community started by a talented writer and the sweetest person, Lovefia. She called it, “Fan Fiction Realm 2.” Writers from all over the other forums flocked here to share their talent and chit chat. It was at Fia’s community forum that I got close to people whom consider my very bestest of friends even up to this day.

And like how life goes, all good things must come to an end. After several years, Fia had decided to call it quits; the forum and website would be shutting down. Everyone was devastated. A few days after the announcement, I had suddenly thought of something that might have been too good to be true. I had requested if I could keep FFR2 up to save all the stories, because once the website and forum goes down, so will all the stories. To my surprise, she granted me permission. I was thrilled to have the chance to save all the fan fictions. My purpose was to just save the work of all the writers so newbies would be able to enjoy what we all enjoyed. Like how I said in the beginning, I liked to keep all my memories and those memories were the works of my favorite writers. It sadden me a bit to learn that there were some who were not too thrilled with the idea and thought I had other intentions. I guess I can’t please everyone.

Today, the stories are still available online through the FFR2 forum created to store all the fan fictions. A few hours ago, I logged into the admin panel of FFR2 after several years. I usually log in to the forum once in a while but hardly ever into the admin panel. I must have been a horrible geek because I had just noticed the “Email Log.” What’s that??? I asked myself and clicked. SURPRISE!

lovefia

I was confused! I went into my forum inbox and didn’t see her messages in there. Then I realized she had emailed me from the forum to an email I don’t own anymore!

I’m years late! I feel so horrible. Fia had been trying to contact me all along and I had let it slip pass me. The past few years that went by, I thought everyone went their separate ways. We’ve all found lives that didn’t involve one another, and I accepted that because I eventually did the same.

Fia, I apologize. You must have felt I was ignoring you, but believe me, if I had received these messages, you would have heard from me within hours (because it just might take a few hours to spazz in a long email all about how much I missed you and all our memories)! You were dear to me and you were never forgotten nor will you ever be!

The X-Venture – ดีมากเลย Dee Mak Leree

Still the sexiest MV ever made…minus the girls. LOL They should have a project of just James and Dome before RS killed everyone. That would have been the best project ever, after SuperTeens, The Next and X-Venture.

Sorry, I will try to post up translation lyrics with whatever music I post, however I couldn’t find one for this song and I won’t try to attempt ruining it with my horrible translation skills kekeke.

 

Earn Jirawan is Married!

Earn  Jirawan, RS’s former pop singer, just tied the knot with “Draft” on January 23, 2013!

Momay and Nancy attended the wedding as well! It’s good to see everyone still together after all these years.

Photos from Sanook! and RS Promotion FC.

View more photos here.

 

Youth and Innocence

Going back to my roots: Thai music and lakorns.

As a child, the only princess and princes I knew were from Thai Borans. I had no clue who Snow White or Cinderella were. The only music I knew was Thai music. When my friends spazzed about Hanson or Backstreet Boys, I spazzed about Joni and Louis Raptor. While everyone wanted to look and dress like Britney Spears or Spice Girls, I wanted to dress like Pookie Prissana. Thai’s trend was to dress sporty and that’s how I grew up. They hardly dyed their hair, I never dyed mine (cept that time I dyed it black because I was scared it was turning reddish/brown lol). I had absolutely nothing in common with my school friends or cousins.

When my family moved, the only time I got to hear anything new was when my older sister’s friends would send us copies of the latest songs and music videos. I remember being so excited whenever we received the package. To this day, whenever I receive my orders of any Thai CD or DVD, I feel that same excitement and it nearly brings me to tears.

All those useless things I’ve learned about all the artists, stuck with me. Like how Louis Scott’s favorite flower is the white rose, he’s 182 cm tall, and his birthday is March 4, 1982. Joni Anwar’s birthday is August 30, 1981 and his favorite flower is the sunflower. I can’t even remember my friends’ birthdays. Dunk’s full name is Phunkorn Boonyachinda. Earn’s full name is Jirawan Techaroovijit. How the hell can I learn these long ass names and I can’t even remember short 3-letters Korean names. I was so passionate about lakorns and Thai music, it was no joke.

Now and days I sometimes get called Korean wash and honestly, it hurts. Probably because it sounds like I’m abandoning my roots, but I’m not. I grew up with a culture mixed with Thai and Hmong and you can still see and hear those traits within me. I hate to be judged due to what people hear through the speakers of my car.

I’ve started to reminiscence the past recently and watching/hearing the Thai language brings back a feeling of youth and innocence; the carefree days.