bleahhh;
the last hurrah
& Wednesday, October 12
just read. readreadread.
3.5 books in 3 days. not enough.
3 different genres, like 3 different dreams back to back and you have no idea where one ends or begins. like 3 different games and you jumble the rules. like 3 different worlds.
a satire, which was utterly depressing.
i dont have to name the book, how many satires are popular and easy enough for me to know and read. not many.
a half flick half inspirational totally fiction story. i repeat story. not that i read flicks, not that i experienced whatever emotions this book is meant to evoke to make me love life blahblahblah . well it contained a simple truth that i wished could be drummed into my head and transfused into my blood and hammered on my heart -beauty aint nothing, without character to back it up. besides it was an easy read. a weird story with good intentions, and a touching author's note. i half-enjoyed it.
an all time favourite mystery. because agatha christie never fails. because i have totally given up on solving any of her mysteries. because she doesnt write about murders, she writes about human nature. because i never want to put the book down the moment i start. because i love the frightful feeling i get after i'm done with the book, and i wonder whether someone's hiding behind the curtain or if someone's hiding in the toilet. because i like the language, English english. whahaha :)
a half-finished hmmm. i am clueless about its category. it's supposed to make you think, make you sympathise, make you sad, make you hurt. another depressing book, i do not really like depressing books actually. which is why i'm glad it's just a book, i can just shut it. BUT i like to think, and i would like to go on to my next book which i wouldnt do until i'm done with this one, so i shall continue and see if the ending is as sad as jane makes it out to be. that was an incredibly long sentence, dont tell my english teacher.
this is weird, i writing about what i read. queer.
in any case, i'm glad i listened to the little voice in my head.
or what most people would call it, conscience.
hm, it wasn't easy. that decision.
not that it was incredibly hard, because it felt like i knew what decision i was gonna make already, i knew it was gonna be the right one. and at the moment of decision, i was just one step from making that choice.
not that it was easy, oh temptation and the amazing peer pressure.
haha they didnt mean it, i know :)
i thought about it.
i wondered why going for guitar practice and going through it didnt seem half as bad as i thought it would. and i wondered why i had this nagging feeling that i wouldnt enjoy myself had i stayed.
wow, finally something i did that would make Him proud, it feels like it's been a long time. maybe it has.
the never-ending wrestle.
i wish it'd stop.
and i promise not to take painkillers next month.
cos you are NOT a wimp.
goodbye
10:46 PM