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yay i finally finished the whole saga of darren shan series!! took me eons finding the last two books until yesterday, when i was arranging & straightening the youth fiction section in the bukit batok com library (which, btw, is so tiny it takes up ONE shelf) i saw them, 11 & 12, was like AAAAAHHHH thats so dang kool.
well the endings pretty good, everyone died and darren travels through time to change stuff. rather kool, if you ask me.
which got me realising that i dont like to read anymore. @ all. i mean i read trashy books like darren shan's vampire stories, the occasional michael crichton for the thrills, dan brown kuz he ABSOLUTELY RAWKS, but i think thats it of actual novels i read. in fact the only books of decent thickness i read nowadays are christian ones, and i do that for research. gah, and i wonder why i suck @ english.
seriously though. i lose interest in books from the first page onwards. dargh.
does anyone know how to get to bras basah complex from bukit batok?
or great world city?
blargh needa be @ church @ 6 to meet up w the rest of the newsletter committee. i think i spelt that wrong. dargh, whatever. shant care. & kuz i haven't thought of an article yet, i'll go off to mcdonald's @ 4 and do quiet time there. which is really good, by the way. i cant do quiet time @ home unless its after midnight, but then after midnight im normally watching tv. tut tut.
oh yeah, i finally finished my essay on salvation!! kudos to me. & i got inspiration from rock-climbing last time, when i was thinking what would have happened to me if charissa/lynette hadnt been belaying. then i was thinking how i almost killed lynette/charissa while belaying for them. and then i got the idea of putting this gigantum analogy of Jesus being our belayer! i am so amused. it was such a far stretch of the imagination, really.
shit, im starting to like rainbow connection.
i heard the ridiculous SHE thing is starting to show today, kuz 王子变青蛙 finished yesterday? sigh. another taiwanese idol drama that i won't like.
& ppl outside are cutting grass.
I HATE THE SOUND OF CUTTING GRASS.
i hate overloud sounds, in general, except rock muzik from my mp3 or something. things i voluntarily blast.
even construction sites sound better than the cutting grass sound. & smell.
& i remember getting down from the bus the other day. they were fogging the entire place and i was enveloped in white mist. how romantic.
well the endings pretty good, everyone died and darren travels through time to change stuff. rather kool, if you ask me.
which got me realising that i dont like to read anymore. @ all. i mean i read trashy books like darren shan's vampire stories, the occasional michael crichton for the thrills, dan brown kuz he ABSOLUTELY RAWKS, but i think thats it of actual novels i read. in fact the only books of decent thickness i read nowadays are christian ones, and i do that for research. gah, and i wonder why i suck @ english.
seriously though. i lose interest in books from the first page onwards. dargh.
does anyone know how to get to bras basah complex from bukit batok?
or great world city?
blargh needa be @ church @ 6 to meet up w the rest of the newsletter committee. i think i spelt that wrong. dargh, whatever. shant care. & kuz i haven't thought of an article yet, i'll go off to mcdonald's @ 4 and do quiet time there. which is really good, by the way. i cant do quiet time @ home unless its after midnight, but then after midnight im normally watching tv. tut tut.
oh yeah, i finally finished my essay on salvation!! kudos to me. & i got inspiration from rock-climbing last time, when i was thinking what would have happened to me if charissa/lynette hadnt been belaying. then i was thinking how i almost killed lynette/charissa while belaying for them. and then i got the idea of putting this gigantum analogy of Jesus being our belayer! i am so amused. it was such a far stretch of the imagination, really.
shit, im starting to like rainbow connection.
i heard the ridiculous SHE thing is starting to show today, kuz 王子变青蛙 finished yesterday? sigh. another taiwanese idol drama that i won't like.
& ppl outside are cutting grass.
I HATE THE SOUND OF CUTTING GRASS.
i hate overloud sounds, in general, except rock muzik from my mp3 or something. things i voluntarily blast.
even construction sites sound better than the cutting grass sound. & smell.
& i remember getting down from the bus the other day. they were fogging the entire place and i was enveloped in white mist. how romantic.