ya know what i highly think of, is that people judge. they tend to judge things. or, misunderstood upon things that they even unsure of. when they see things, as in they look from afar or maybe they found out about something, they inevitably 'think' of the things. i must say that people are quite judge-y, sometimes i hate that about them.
i bought new novel yesterday, albeit the 'haven't finished The Lovely Bones yet', i think my weekend will be awesome because i have something to fill in this weekend. i want to go on shopping spree but because of 1. i am on the verge of having to eat vegetables and only vegetables,no other, considering the fact that i am pretty much broke, 2. Mysore doesn't provide you with that much of awesome malls, which based on my personal rating, i would give 2 stars out of 10, so i better enjoy my silent weekend by being stuck in my pink-awesome-room-with-pretty-big-bed-with-lots-and-lots-of-pillows-and-bears. i am content. to stock up my book rack, i bought Bared To You-Sylvia Day. the cover itself is good enough with that dreamy shoe, not to mention the highly convincing side note; If you like Fifty Shades of Grey, then you'll love this. although i haven't actually read that Fifty Shades of Grey, but seeing how Ainina was really absorbed with it the last time i went home, leads me to the satisfaction of choosing this novel as my weekend-to-do.
i miss home, so much. yesterday i spent a lot of my time crying, if you haven't noticed the lumpy black eyes. i was sorry for myself for not being strong enough, i broke down. yes. i admit. i break down quite easily. my mental capability to endure stress isn't fascinating, but i would appreciate if you let me, and my impending sadness, alone.
on side notes, don't judge and if you can't restraint yourself from all the judgements, then i suggest you keep it to yourself. yes. mouths are for talking, to do all the commenting parts, still, people won't think you are hallucinating if you nag with your own self, perhaps. what am i saying? but i guess you'll understand me somehow, thank you.
back to The Lovely Bones although the first few chapters made me yawn.
i love Saturdays.
i bought new novel yesterday, albeit the 'haven't finished The Lovely Bones yet', i think my weekend will be awesome because i have something to fill in this weekend. i want to go on shopping spree but because of 1. i am on the verge of having to eat vegetables and only vegetables,no other, considering the fact that i am pretty much broke, 2. Mysore doesn't provide you with that much of awesome malls, which based on my personal rating, i would give 2 stars out of 10, so i better enjoy my silent weekend by being stuck in my pink-awesome-room-with-pretty-big-bed-with-lots-and-lots-of-pillows-and-bears. i am content. to stock up my book rack, i bought Bared To You-Sylvia Day. the cover itself is good enough with that dreamy shoe, not to mention the highly convincing side note; If you like Fifty Shades of Grey, then you'll love this. although i haven't actually read that Fifty Shades of Grey, but seeing how Ainina was really absorbed with it the last time i went home, leads me to the satisfaction of choosing this novel as my weekend-to-do.
i miss home, so much. yesterday i spent a lot of my time crying, if you haven't noticed the lumpy black eyes. i was sorry for myself for not being strong enough, i broke down. yes. i admit. i break down quite easily. my mental capability to endure stress isn't fascinating, but i would appreciate if you let me, and my impending sadness, alone.
on side notes, don't judge and if you can't restraint yourself from all the judgements, then i suggest you keep it to yourself. yes. mouths are for talking, to do all the commenting parts, still, people won't think you are hallucinating if you nag with your own self, perhaps. what am i saying? but i guess you'll understand me somehow, thank you.
back to The Lovely Bones although the first few chapters made me yawn.
i love Saturdays.
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