random fact: tangled up in me by skye sweetnam + america by razorlight make good music combinations when played together!

went to the library with zt ytd :D wanted to go there to mug, ended up gossiping and looking at books. and i borrowed a few books by judging them by their cover! haha feel so guilty. i mean, i like the synopsis lah, but the covers are nice :D feel much better after talking to her. and finally got a chance to take a double decker bus again after like 2 years. i miss 30 ): and we sat in the same front seats for the trip to and from the library! :D

ended up liking quite a lot like Life on the Refridgerator Door and White Magic. the first one nearly made me cry! okay i have to admit there's no obvious storyline, just the mother going to die. and speaking of that, a lot of books i borrowed are based on that kinda storyline. sad right ): i'm an emo psychic. thank you.

a quote from White Magic: "But while I can guide others, there's no path for me. It's like calling directory assistance for your own number and finding there's no one listed by that name."

"...then there are optical illusions, seeing things that aren't really there, like friendship and loyalty. or not seeing what is there, like betrayal."

typical teenage rantings. -.-

and there's this funny part:

The phone rings. A woman's voice, Hello, all sweet and smooth. "Mom?"
Wishful thinking.
"There is a need for blood," the woman says. "There are shortages."
I don't know why, maybe the three shots, but it takes me a second to catch on. "Blood? who is this?"
"The Red Cross. What is your type?"
"My type? Jerk. Loser. That is my type."
She slams down the phone.

haha what a typical guy will do. this book has lots of point of views but it's not confusing. omg the author can come up with so many point of views and make them all fit. like the guy really does sound like a guy, lots of 'Damn's and 'Shit's.

i realise i'm starting a new life. liking new things i've never liked before. i'm starting to like reading. in the past i didn't give any damns about reading at all. didn't go to the library in ages though it's so close.

and yesterday while folding stars for my Papa, i was talking to my sis about them. paper stars give us a lot of lessons, pardon me cos i might sound like Raju the Railway Man. the harder you press while folding the star, the more you realise it won't turn out right. a star needs to be folded with little or no force, else it will not be able to pop up. same for life. yeah all the cliches saying the more you try to hang onto something, the more it'll leave you. and other crap i said ytd i forgot alr. haha.

my horoscope a few days ago said, 'if you don't put in hard work and try to salvage the situation, it'll be taken away from you.' true? dunno. trying not to care so much.

emo-ed a little ytd. poured my feelings out alr. so now i feel much better. yay.

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