I'm occupied these days, after the mad rush for my thesis, cursing and swearing but still managed to pull through. I'm reading at an astonish speed, to finish up Twilight, a book about vampire and human romance by Stephenie Meyers. I feel that reading romance from a woman writer is so much more feelings than that written from a man, in general....Nicholas Sparks aside.
I remember that the first time I ever read a book....ever.....out of my own will was a condensed version of Nicholas Sparks' The Notebook. It was a lovely classic that spun sad romance and it really could make me cry. I'm surprised because young as I was, I've never thought that romance is so touching or rather words could be so touching. It was then, that i fell in love with words, writing my diary DAILY... omg... I wonder where I found the time. But writing a diary daily is very VERY fun. When I re-read what I have written then, I found that I have a lot of things to write everyday, a lot of thoughts, mostly childish but its funny to read what bothered me then and what are my opinions about them. Haha.
I remember tellling myself that one day, if I'm totally so in love with someone, upon my deathbed, I would let the person read my entire life and then let him feel what i felt just before i'm gone. Sounds weird huh... but yea, i do keep secrets and I dun like sharing. Bleah!
Anyways, I'm going to read on the sequel --New moon! So excited!
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