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Nothing much about me. I'm just a regular girl, studies in a regular school, do nothing but regular stuffs..BUT I AM MADLY OBSESSED WITH LEEHOM!!
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Monday, January 6, 2014

Yup.

So I'm blogging again.

Let's talk about my feelings, finally.


The same problem all over again. I don't know what I want for the future. You know how some girls just think that they want to get married to the perfect guy and just live happily ever after with no troubles or burden because it's all left for the husband to worry? Well, I try not to be that kind of girl. I mean, sure I wanna be married to the perfect guy and live happily ever after, but I still wanna live the life the way I want to. I still wanna achieve the dreams I had. It's not like he's holding me back or something, it's just that, people change. I changed.

And I don't know whether I like this me or not.

I don't know who I am anymore.

Come to think of it, I'm an awful human being.

Sometimes I just think, he deserves someone better. Not some hot-tempered, irrational, slobby, jealous girlfriend.

Looks like my New York dream is shattered. No more New York for me. LA? Hah, I doubt I even have the chance to be accepted. Like I said, everyone around me is so fucking talented and here I am, having the talent of the loudest nose-blow.

But you know what? New year, new me.

I'm gonna learn to NOT give up, like how I do every single time. I'm gonna learn to SUCK IT UP and stop whining about it. I'm gonna learn how to be genuinely happy for people. I'm gonna learn how to stop being a jealous bitch in everything. Stop being so hot tempered, stop being so impatient, stop being so irrational, stop being so fucking dumb. Academics aren't all that.

I will change. Change into a better me. For my parents, for my brother, for my friends (who matter), and for him.

New year, new me. Yup.

Say something, I'm giving up on you.

Well, I'm not really giving up on anything. It's just the song that was stuck in my mind.

So, hi. After not touching you for more than a year, I am back.

I noticed that I'm more likely to blog whenever I read. I just got back to reading novels after a long gap in between, oh, how I missed the feeling of frustration and the flooding of my emotions, pouring out like it had been confined for an eternal.

So this reading thing restarted out with Allegiant, the final installment of Veronica Roth's Divergent trilogy. I loved Divergent and Insurgent, both which I read in Switzerland, and I was dying for the third book. I remember googling information about the third book and all I got was Veronica Roth's joke about the third book's title would be Detergent. Anyways after a year of *agonizing (not so)* waiting, I finally got Allegiant. The book started out alright, with the middle part slightly confusing *spoiler alert* because there was so many deception and new characters were introduced and they teamed up with a new gang to fight the bad people but turns out the new gang was also lying and there was more lies and deception and chaos. Fighting and sacrificing and kissing and loving and fighting and suddenly, SOMEONE IMPORTANT DIES. That really shook me. I kept reading on, in hopes that the character would pop up and just say "I wouldn't die, you idiot". But nooooooooooo. The other half has to live on with grief and guilt and remorse. How could you, Veronica. They could've lived happily ever after in a better world which was made possible because of that dead character of yours with perfect little beautiful babies. The book gave me a big nope. Nope nope and nope. It was lucky that it was already late at night and I was alone reading this book because I cried.

So I just read The Fault In Our Stars by John Green, like finally. It's been almost two years that I intended on buying and reading it, but finally this year I got to it and I finished it in a single day. I have to say, I cried. Like a baby.

*spoiler alert*

You don't just create some prefect flawless character (although he had only one leg, but he was still perfect) and then just kill him off. You don't do that.

But still, I find that the story was beautifully written. True love portrayed was sweet but not cheesy, fiction but not fake. They were just, what, 16 years old? And they have to go through all these?

Two days later, which is today, I started and finished Looking for Alaska which also is by John Green. I see similarities of his writing in this novel and The Fault in our Stars. Nevertheless, this book won the Printz Award and it was Green's debut novel. It's about a seemed-to-be boring guy, Miles Halter, who meets trouble-seeking, fun and gorgeous Alaska Young. Again, there's *spoiler alert* death in this story, which is AGAIN a big NOPE for me. It was all so sudden. I kept reading and reading and reading because of the title. I thought she wasn't dead, and they will start on an adventure to look for her. Turns out it wasn't that kind of "looking". The title is true though, they WERE looking for Alaska.

Anyways regarding the title, it was because of this awesome cover by my friend Emily and her brother Jeremy, whose voice I did not recognize because I haven't heard him since like 5 years ago when he was yet to reach puberty.


Have I mentioned, I love reading?