Another ungodly hour entry? Probably. Currently, I am rereading a book written by Dorothy Koomson. It is called My Best Friend's Girl. It is a wonderful book actually. When I first read it, I couldn't seem to put the book down. It is a beautiful story actually. If you are interested in reading it, lucky you, I am not going to spoil it for you. Unless you ARE interested, click on the book covers below, thanks.
So far, I've read two books by Dorothy Koomson.
So far, I've read two books by Dorothy Koomson.
I am curious about the other books. But nothing makes me wonder more about The Cupid Effect!
Also, on the fantasy side, I have the His Dark Materials Trilogy to deal with by Phillip Pullman.
Want to know a secret? I've finished the first two but I've not started on the last book. Not only I read these sort of books, I realised I like reading the adult books by Meg Cabot. Haha! I like the paranoia she express in her novel characters.
I especially love her BOY SERIES. It is not like those typical story books. It is different. Interesting kind of different.
I think I am done here for now. My head is getting heavy. I had every intention to read a book but I ended up blogging. It is pretty normal for me though. Half the time, I am bored online and I've got a feeling some asshole sabotaged my Friendster. Owh well. Go ahead. I don't care. I am not the immature person at the end of the day anyway.
I pretty much don't give a damn with what people say about me because I know who the hell I am. They don't. Perhaps, they are just jealous. That is why they talk. Let them be. As long as I don't care. I am fine. At least, I am not the one going after people's husbands or being the pot calling the kettle black.
Corrupted poor little world this is. Tsk tsk.
Also. I am yearning to keep a cat in the house. But... *sighs* a hell lot of reasons why I cannot keep a cat in the house. YET!
I especially love her BOY SERIES. It is not like those typical story books. It is different. Interesting kind of different.
I think I am done here for now. My head is getting heavy. I had every intention to read a book but I ended up blogging. It is pretty normal for me though. Half the time, I am bored online and I've got a feeling some asshole sabotaged my Friendster. Owh well. Go ahead. I don't care. I am not the immature person at the end of the day anyway.
I pretty much don't give a damn with what people say about me because I know who the hell I am. They don't. Perhaps, they are just jealous. That is why they talk. Let them be. As long as I don't care. I am fine. At least, I am not the one going after people's husbands or being the pot calling the kettle black.
Corrupted poor little world this is. Tsk tsk.
Also. I am yearning to keep a cat in the house. But... *sighs* a hell lot of reasons why I cannot keep a cat in the house. YET!




