a day off from school
I have been having a helluva week. First, I didn’t qualify for the contest, second, my world lit. teacher thinks that we dropped her class because of personal grudges/reasons, and third, We spent the entire Wednesday waiting for the dang chairperson to assist us but he just kept on ignoring us till the very last minute. Oh, How I missed our former Department chair, Dr. Braganza.
Yesterday was nice, I got to know Aidel a bit better. She’s really nice and considerate plus she’s pretty and smart.
I’ve bought a brand new Jude Deveraux novel, Wild Orchids that I have been lusting after for months now. What can I say? I can’t stop myself. Deveraux’s books are about the only books, which I try to buy new. I guess it’s because I like her new works better. Unlike my Elizabeth Lowell collection, which are all strictly bought from Booksale. I like Lowell’s writing better when she was younger. Or maybe it’s just that I don’t respect Lowell’s books as much as I do Deveraux’s. Anyway, I totally loved it. Although I must admit, Jude sort of underrated herself in this one (Wild Orchids) ‘cuz, in my opinion, she separated the characters too much. It was tiring to read what they did over and over again, but what the heck, I loved the plot ever since I saw a sneak peek of it in my The Mulberry Tree. One thing that amazes me about Deveraux is that she has the power to make me experience such wide gamete of emotions with a few pages. In all her books, none I could label as boring. Or maybe I’m just a big ‘ol sap. I was crying with the first few pages of The Mulberry Tree, The Summerhouse and Yes, Wild Orchids. I don’t know much about men but I think Deveraux created Ford Newcombe’s character pretty well. How cool is that? Actually writing on the shoes of a MAN. Not just a man but an intellectual, emotionally challenged, weepy, whiny and forever impossible, heroic to the point of being an idiot MAN! Not a boy but a MAN!
Okay, I sound like a nun let out in a Gay bar or something… Anyway, another thing which I liked about Deveraux is that she designs her men with major flaws. Flaws which are quite unflattering but still she manages to make them quite wonderful. Matthew Longacre has his pride, James Manville has his high-handed possessiveness (which I find totally sweet), Ace Montgomery and Joshua Templeton with their outright lack of trust in women, Cole Jordan being “too lovable”, Cole Tarik Jordan being too stubborn and a great liar and now we have Ford Newcombe who is emotionally drowning in the death of his wife. With all this, all I could say is WOW! Although the truth still stands: Nicholas Stafford is, and will forever be, my dream, fantasy, larger than life, ideal, crush, boyfriend, love of my life-whatever. I swear, the moment I set eyes to a man like Nicholas which Jude had described, I’m gonna get down on my knees and ask God to please, please strike me with lightning right there if he won’t have my vision of Nicholas as my husband.
The meds I took to keep me sane are wearing off right about now. So I’m reining it in with this last paragraph.
Strange as it may seem, I think the bracelet which I had asked from n2 is actually a lucky charm if I wear it on my right wrist, while it attracts bad luck when I wear it on the left. I so wanted to go to Laguna to see the UPLB students whom we are sharing bb with, but since I had purchased Deveraux’s book and plan on having a facial by next month, I am trying to improve my budget. Toodles!!
Yesterday was nice, I got to know Aidel a bit better. She’s really nice and considerate plus she’s pretty and smart.
I’ve bought a brand new Jude Deveraux novel, Wild Orchids that I have been lusting after for months now. What can I say? I can’t stop myself. Deveraux’s books are about the only books, which I try to buy new. I guess it’s because I like her new works better. Unlike my Elizabeth Lowell collection, which are all strictly bought from Booksale. I like Lowell’s writing better when she was younger. Or maybe it’s just that I don’t respect Lowell’s books as much as I do Deveraux’s. Anyway, I totally loved it. Although I must admit, Jude sort of underrated herself in this one (Wild Orchids) ‘cuz, in my opinion, she separated the characters too much. It was tiring to read what they did over and over again, but what the heck, I loved the plot ever since I saw a sneak peek of it in my The Mulberry Tree. One thing that amazes me about Deveraux is that she has the power to make me experience such wide gamete of emotions with a few pages. In all her books, none I could label as boring. Or maybe I’m just a big ‘ol sap. I was crying with the first few pages of The Mulberry Tree, The Summerhouse and Yes, Wild Orchids. I don’t know much about men but I think Deveraux created Ford Newcombe’s character pretty well. How cool is that? Actually writing on the shoes of a MAN. Not just a man but an intellectual, emotionally challenged, weepy, whiny and forever impossible, heroic to the point of being an idiot MAN! Not a boy but a MAN!
Okay, I sound like a nun let out in a Gay bar or something… Anyway, another thing which I liked about Deveraux is that she designs her men with major flaws. Flaws which are quite unflattering but still she manages to make them quite wonderful. Matthew Longacre has his pride, James Manville has his high-handed possessiveness (which I find totally sweet), Ace Montgomery and Joshua Templeton with their outright lack of trust in women, Cole Jordan being “too lovable”, Cole Tarik Jordan being too stubborn and a great liar and now we have Ford Newcombe who is emotionally drowning in the death of his wife. With all this, all I could say is WOW! Although the truth still stands: Nicholas Stafford is, and will forever be, my dream, fantasy, larger than life, ideal, crush, boyfriend, love of my life-whatever. I swear, the moment I set eyes to a man like Nicholas which Jude had described, I’m gonna get down on my knees and ask God to please, please strike me with lightning right there if he won’t have my vision of Nicholas as my husband.
The meds I took to keep me sane are wearing off right about now. So I’m reining it in with this last paragraph.
Strange as it may seem, I think the bracelet which I had asked from n2 is actually a lucky charm if I wear it on my right wrist, while it attracts bad luck when I wear it on the left. I so wanted to go to Laguna to see the UPLB students whom we are sharing bb with, but since I had purchased Deveraux’s book and plan on having a facial by next month, I am trying to improve my budget. Toodles!!