Catching Fire, is it really?

Finally, after a long long time it is 22^nd November 23, 2013, but, really 23^rd November now because it is 1 30am. The premiere of Catching Fire was at 8 15pm yesterday, in my country. I was unable to go to that.

Today, I went to the 10pm show. Did not know the movie would last two and a half hours. As a result, I reached home at 1am. Getting to the movie was the hard part.

There was a strike in the city today, there were supposed to be riots and everything should have been closed, I was let go from school fifteen minutes earlier for some reason. But then, I had tuitions so I waited till 2pm then went to tuition. My brother picked me from my tuition at four and we went to a mall, got a cookies n cream milkshake. You have no idea how phenomenal that is, my brother never does something like that for anyone. The plan was that my brother would stay with me from four to five thirty when he will drop me at my friend’s place because she would be getting home from her class at five thirty and I had to go to watch the movie with her.

She told me around five that she didn’t go to her class; she was not at home and would be there around seven. Now, this would not have been an issue but my brother’s exams are starting from Monday and he needed to study.

Surprisingly, he took me to this place I had never been to, and frankly, I am already in love with that place. It is like a library except better. You just do whatever you want, mostly people study (there are tables and chairs) despite the music albeit soft in the background, you get free wifi, you order sandwiches and drinks, or just read. My brother studied and I read. It was fun. I had a warm brownie with vanilla ice cream, a kiwi crush and a chicken pizza (it was really tiny)!

I reached my friend’s place and we left for the cinema at 9 30pm. We reached and got into the cinema right in the beginning, during the opening part.

Coming up, Catching Fire Movie Review:

First of all, I love this director (Francis Lawrence?), I don’t mean disrespect to the last one but the books weren’t all that great to begin with and the first movie was just really bad.

It did not deviate from the book. Sam Claflin and Jena Malone were absolutely amazing. Prim was really bad, I do not know the actress but maybe it is because of her youth or her inexperience but she was very monotonous. Katniss’s mother was shown all of three times and did not really say anything except when treating Gale.

I suppose I did not like most of it was because it was actually so much like the book and Katniss is so annoying that it gets to me. She breaks down all the damn time when you’re just like doesn’t everybody say you’re a strong female protagonist, yet you cry every time you are unable to deal with a situation properly, how is that right? What can I say, I am not part of The Hunger Games bandwagon and I am not ashamed to admit it.

I think I’ll go to sleep now.

Bye now.

Make wise decisions.

I don't know, philosophical rant, switching topics, that kind of thing

I guess we all want to get good grades and get into an Ivy League but I think we're aiming too high. We expect too much of ourselves. And in a way it's good to aim high but you also have to be prepared for losses and not reaching your goal.

Yes, I am one of those people who just wants good grades and be accepted to an Ivy League. And I realize that I am expecting too much of myself. But if I don't, I won't work hard, not that I do now.
On Wednesday I had a PTM. It was interesting, all the teachers said I am so quiet, which is laughable really. And my parents told each and every teacher (and they met all of them except literature and history) that I have skipped grade nine. Some we're surprised, some were impressed, some didn't really care. But the thing I noticed was that every teacher was expecting better grades from me. Except the language teacher, she said 20 on 25 was great and seeing that I had skipped grade nine, kudos to me.

I hate expectations, they're so annoying. The teachers don't even know me, but I suppose I should be glad that they expected better from me because that means that they think I'm smart or something.

I don't know what to post here anymore. I got a new phone so the application is in my phone, and I should post more but I don't. It's a Sony Z, by the way. It's waterproof, and I love it.

New school

Yesterday I went to school, the school I have left. It was my brother's O-Levels final result and I went with him, Mother and Father to get it.
I met all my friends and I had a great time with a friend. We are a pair of idiots and we goof off a lot.

We were riding on a small gate going "Wheeeee!" It was so fun. We are the weirdest people you will ever meet, we talk about random shit and laugh like maniacs but I like doing that and I don't feel stupid.

My new school starts from Monday 19th August. In a way I can't wait to see what it will be like but I am also very apprehensive, everybody will be so different from me and I seriously doubt they will be very accepting of me.

Tomorrow is the orientation and I hope that I interact with some people and we become sort of friends, kind of like acquaintances so on Monday I am not so totally lost.

But my mother met this one girl who lives nearby and she is also starting school this year in the same class so that will make the new school better for the both of us. I think.

That is all for now. I have to go get ready and pee.

I hope I am more active from now on.

Tomorrow is orientation. I think I already said that.

My mother and anger issues

I am going to say something here, something I probably should not say. I hate my mother. And though, I am sure that people have said that time and time again. I am telling you I truly, honestly hate my mother.

Why is it her problem if I go to sleep late at night. My brother is not even home. It is 12 45am and he will be back at 2, that too he said maybe. Why am I the subject of all her torture? It is not my damn fault that I am the youngest or the only girl. The fact is I hate being a girl. I loathe it. And I am pretty sure I have never said that on the internet but it is true. I hate being one. And I know I should be thankful for being one but I am not.

I do not want to get married before I hit 20 and have a child in university, I do not want to be a typical early married Pakistani girl. Why don’t people understand I don’t want to get married?!

I was feeling so happy a while back, when I was sitting watching series 5 episode 2 of Doctor Who and who annoys the shit out of me? Well, my mother; of course.

Comes and says, “Come upstairs and go to sleep.” I tell her “Not now.” And you know what she says? She says “What is wrong with you, you say that for everything, come 'now.'” And I wanted to shake her or something; every single damn day she makes me do the most minute shitty things every other second. “Go get a spoon.” “Go close the curtain.” “Turn off the light of my bathroom.” “Lock the door.” “Close the window.” “Put this on the table.” “Go downstairs do that.” “Go upstairs do that.”

Now maybe that does not sound annoying but when you have just sat down after doing something and picked up where you left off in whatever you were doing and someone tells you to do something else you want to slap the person across the face. Since she is my mother I cannot do that.

But I cannot wait to get away. I want to get a scholarship abroad and then not come back. And if God wills that will happen, but I so dearly hope it does. I am going to stab myself someday if this continues.

I am sure that some people might see this as being melodramatic or over-reacting but I cannot take it anymore. 

I can’t.

I am sure I will regret posting this; but what can I say? I am really angry. If you saw me right now (I am calmly sitting and typing on my laptop) you would not be able to figure out I am mad.

I think I will go sleep now, what's the point in finishing watching the episode, she ruined my happy mood. And she can probably come out of her room any second and be like what are you doing, why are you not asleep, what are you doing? She does not trust me, you see; hence the "What are you doing?"s.

Something Funny, Something Random

25^th July 2013 4:55 am

Right now, something funny happened. A few minutes earlier I went out of my room to tell my mother I was going to sleep and I see my father half-running across the lounge. Naturally, I ask him what was wrong since my father does not freak out unnecessarily.

He could not find his wallet. I started looking for it too. Basically in all the places father was checking around the third time because under pressure he tends to not see what is right in front of him. Mother comes upstairs, after having looked for it downstairs.

Father recounts when he last used his wallet. Then, Mother and Father go downstairs and they talk to Grandmother about something or the other, probably recounting the events after Father last used his wallet. Meanwhile I am upstairs, still looking in places Father has already triple-checked. I go into the washroom, look through the clothes he had changed into after office, nada. Look through one front and one back pocket of the pant Father wore to office the previous day, nil. Look through the other back pocket, the pant is hanging on the hook from that pocket, I pull it away and shove my hand in, bingo!

I go to the staircase and yell “I found it!” and Mother and Father are all like “From where?” “The pant Father wore to office, the pant he was wearing when he last took money out of his wallet.”

Father is very surprised and keeps saying he checked the pant three times and Mother says she checked it too and very thoroughly at that. And that is shocking, because you would not expect my Mother to miss something right in front of her; Father on the other hand, not so much.

He freaks out over the fact that he cannot find his phone just five minutes after handing it to me himself after I asked for it. That’s just how he is.

Oh well, it was just really funny and I thought I’d type it while it is still fresh in my mind.

It's been a seriously long time!

Okay, here goes. 

My last post was on 29th October 2012. That was a while back. No kidding. I don't know why I am so inactive. So much has happened in such little time.

I live in Karachi in Pakistan if you do not know that already. So, in the session of 2012-2013 I was in Class VIII (8) and I applied for the best school there is in Karachi known as KGS (Karachi Grammar School) just to see whether or not I would get in and Surprise, surpirse! I got in. Well, my father paid the fees and everything and as of August 2013 I shall be a Grammarian. But the tough part is that I will be joining KGS as a Class X (10) student. Which means, no Class IX (9) for me! Which also means I am covering my Class IX syllabus in my summer vacations which is sort of sad really, to be perfectly honest.

I have written the following on "Inspiration." It would mean the world to me if you would read it and tell me what you think. Helpful criticism is encouraged but being rude is strongly discouraged. (: Thank you!

Inspiration. Where does it come from? In the form of people: friends, family; objects: art, literature, music; words, said by someone you know or someone you haven’t even heard of?

It comes in all forms. It can come from anywhere. So, the question is how do you know where it will come from? Simple answer: you do not. You will never know that at this moment or after a certain event I will be inspired, so I should keep my eyes peeled.

If it was that easy, wouldn’t everybody be inspired. Wouldn’t everybody be making history in newer and different ways than ever before imagined? And that would be wonderful for the people actually making history, but with everyone being remarkable there will be no more room left for being exceptional.

If everyone is the best then no one is the best, they are all equal and the best will become the average. Everybody does have the potential for becoming the best but that does not mean that everyone will.

For some, inspiration will strike sooner than they know, for some their lives will end without them having been inspired, without them doing something, something they are recognised for, something they are acknowledged for, something due to which the world knows their name.

Inspiration – if you don’t know what it is – you would not understand how and why it is coveted. And that is okay, maybe it is in your best interests, but if you didn’t feel it, you’ve missed out.

Moving on, how does one know that they are inspired? That’s easy, you just will. Sometimes, it is not required for someone to come up and tell you something, one reaches the point of realization all on their own. And that will be the case, if you have indeed been inspired. You will not need a neon sign hanging out your window to feel it, you just will.

Now, inspiration is kind of weird. I have read in an interview of J. K. Rowling – the legendary author of the Harry Potter series, the first person to ever become a billionaire from writing novels – that she thought of Harry Potter’s story on a long train ride and by the time she got off the train the entire plot was in her head, like someone had just put it there, fully formed. Stephanie Meyer – author of The Twilight Saga – got the idea of Twilight in a dream; but as Rowling has said, through Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore obviously, that “It does not do good to dwell on dreams and forget to live.” Anyway, that is an argument for some other day. The point is that one person was inspired on a train and the other in a dream and though they both have sold their books across oceans, become infinitely famous, had so much success – different as they and their novels are – their inspiration came from two such wholly different places that it is shocking to say the least. 

That is all I could come up with, please leave you thoughts in the comments below.

Thanks a million!

Apologies!

So, yes I am a horrible person, if you doubt that you are officially out of your mind! Because I said I would update my blog and here I am, what, almost 5 months later! Really, there is no excuse....
So, I'll let you know what i have been up to.... I had my summer vacations, then school started, gave my units, passed, now I'm studying and like a month later I have my term assessments....
Yes, now you'd ask that you had your summer vacations what in the name of God were you doing... Now, now don't bite, sweethearts, the fact is I was doing absolutely NOTHING! Yes, that's right, nothing...
I made an account on Tumblr and finally started paying a bit of attention to my Twitter account... And what I got in return was like hundreds of mails from twitter, i mean seriously, i appreciate the fact that so many people are following me and on such a fast scale, but come on give me a break! I promised myself I would follow back everyone who followed me and I am regretting that now... Because I have no idea who are the people that I followed and they are following me back and who are the people who are following me in the hopes that I will follow back. I'm rambling aren't I? Yeah, I think I'm rambling!
Anyway, I got four days off because of a religious occasion and I got piles and piles of homework (so, maybe I am exaggerating, shoot me) as if we were about to have our summer break, I mean, what is up with that?! Don't teachers have lives? (No offense to any teacher who is reading this, I'm sure you are an absolutely awesome teacher unlike all of mine).
Anyway, if anyone would like to follow me on my Tumblr page, click here. And if anyone would like to follow me on my twitter page, click here.
So, I bought quite a few books and read none of them!
I reviewed none of the books I said I would! And right now I am reading The City of Bones (The Mortal Instruments #1) again. It's almost finished... I just finished Octavia by Beryl Kingston, Insatiable by Meg Cabot, and Overbite by meg Cabot!
I had been told that Meg Cabot wrote chick-lit and I am not a fan of chick-lit to be very honest, so I had never given her books a shot... But these two books were yeah slightly chick-littish but I still liked them. I didn't love them, I liked them!
So, funny story, my cousin told me to read Fallen by Lauren Kate so I asked him if he had read it, well, he being himself; obviously he hadn't, and I am kinda glad, wonder what effects the book would have had on him. So, anyway I loved the covers of all the books and I bought them all, in one of my crazy book shopping spree! And last night, I was looking for a book on goodreads.com and I come across it so I decided to read the reviews and I read them till 2 in the morning and I was constantly laughing.
You know how when you hate a book so much you make fun of it, all the reviews were doing that, and a particular one was very long and that girl made up a talk show in which the main characters were there and she was hosting it! Good God, that cracked me up like nothing had for years!
So, yeah now i am regretting buying all the books, but hey, the books have pretty covers so essentially no harm done!
But Miss Kate I mean no insult to your books, I'm sure they are awesome for the people who like those sort of stories but I haven't even read them so who am I to judge, right?
Did I mention I am obsessed with goodreads.com I can literally spend hours on that damn website and not wonder what's wrong with me!
And the homework that I have to submit tomorrow is still not done, me being me, I will probably spend half the time on my laptop and then when everyone will assume I'm asleep, I'll be awake finishing all the work I should have done earlier!

OH MY GOD! You have no idea how badly I want this school year to end, it sucks bad! And I want summer vacations, and a little r n r!

Goodbye guys, hope and pray that I show my face (figuratively speaking) soon!

Long long time!

Hey you guys!
Firstly I'm on my knees begging you to forgive me! I haven't posted in ages and I am aware of how irresponsible that i, so don't even get me started!
School's out! Summer's begun!
Though to be really honest I don't find it freakishly fun! I mean sure I'm getting to read the books that I've been stacking for ages now in peace. But I'm also getting to find out about books that I can' have! So many beautiful and wonderful books out there and I can just sit with my my hands on my lap drooling at the gorgeous covers! I know UNFAIR, isn't it, tell me about it!
Anyway, I finished the following books:

Inkspell (Inkworld #2) by Cornelia Funke

Inkdeath (Inkworld #3) by Cornelia Funke

The Host by Stephanie Meyer

Evermore (The Immortals #1) by Alyson Noel

Blue Moon (The Immortals #2) by Alyson Noel

Shadowland (The Immortals #3) by Alyson Noel

Dark Flame (The Immortals #4) by Alyson Noel

Night Star (The Immortals #5) by Alyson Noel

Everlasting (The Immortals #6) by Alyson Noel

Vampire Academy (Vampire Academy #1) by Richelle Mead

Frostbite (Vampire Academy #2) by Richelle Mead

Shadow Kiss (Vampire Academy #3) by Richelle Mead

Blood Promise (Vampire Academy #4) by Richelle Mead

Spirit Bound (Vampire Academy #5) by Richelle Mead

Last Sacrifice (Vampire Academy #6) by Richelle Mead

Alright.....

While I know that none of these books are latest....

But I've got some awesome news!

The Host movie will be releasing in theatres on May 29th 2013.

I know it is quite a long time to wait but still!

So despite all the bad and good reviews I have read of Twilight I am gonna read it. Why? Because honestly, everybody and everything should at least get a chance. I shouldn't just make up and opinion without even reading the damn books, right?

Anyway, I'm thinking if I should write reviews. And if so, should I do it on this blog or make another one which's sole purpose would be books? I mean I don't even know if people will like my reviews or even if I'll like them. But I guess I should give it a shot, what's to lose really! (:

So, really I don't know and if I were you I'd think I was crazy but then again I do think I'm crazy... Anyway....

Right now I'm reading:

Reckless by Cornelia Funke

After finishing this I will re-read:

The Saga of Darren Shan by Darren Shan

Because HOLY CRAP it was awesome! And it deserves to be read again and again and again... AT least I liked it the first time... Let's see what happens the second time.

Oh, and the Saga of Larten Crepsley: I so need to get that!

But anyway after finishing the Saga of Darren Shan I'm gonna read the Vampire Academy series the third time around and I can't wait...

But this Friday meaning yesterday The Summer Book Festival began so books are being sold at freakishly cheap prices and I've convinced my father to take me to the mall where it is taking place tomorrow. So when and if I get some books I'll let you guys in on them!

Until then,

Adios, omigos! (:

SHOES-MANIA!

phew! What up people?!
I know I've not been blogging lately!
The fact is I had just sort of given up!
I dunno anything anymore!

Anyway, the reason being that my exams are starting on 25th april, which is why I have forbidden myself to open the laptop, but as I am typing it does mean I have opened it! But wait, it's breakfast time! Oh, alright, maybe 12 30 ain't breakfast time, but breakfast time for me is when III wake up!

So, I have to stop wasting time leafing through the internet looking for gorgeous shoes and new books!
Quite a combo I would say!!!

OOOOH! That's some good banana shake!
YUM YUM YUM!

So, at the beginning of May, probably 2nd, the exams will let go of me!
AND I SHALL BE FREEEEEEEE!

Then baby, am I gonna blog!
And watch shows and movies and so much!

I want a hard drive!
I've got so much data in my laptop!!!!
SOOOO MANY PHOTOS!
SO check 'em out, and lemme know!

So bye guys!
This is Tara taking her leave!
I've been asked by people if Tara is my real name, no, it isn't, just a name I thought as a nickname and might suit me! (:

So, you guys laterr'

Writer's bust, I think that's what it's called! Actually, it's called WRITER'S BLOCK.

I got some great news!
I got the book Inkspell!
You see I've already read Inkheart ages ago... Then I got the book Inkdeath....
Then the trilogy was discontinued so I couldn't get the middle book of the trilogy so I couldn't read the third one!
And when I saw it I really did make a grab for it!

I haven't been posting lately 'cause I've seriously run out of ideas!
I started off a little story but the idea can go on for a complete book!
I really like the story line...
But what I've written I don't even know if I want it as the beginning or anywhere in the middle...

Hell, I don't even know where I want to lead the story!
God, help me! PLEASE!

i am bored and i have to finish some unsightly pile of homework, so now i am just going to go sit in front of the tv with my laptop and my books....

Until next time fella's
Ciao,

This is me signing off,
Tara<3

OMNOMNOM!

Each day has its ups and downs, Saturday definitely had more ups then downs...

When I woke up, I had to go to school for my 2nd UA PTM, but it was cancelled because of bad weather!

Oh, who am I kidding?! There's no bad weather where I live! It was something known as halaat kharaab!

OOOOOH!

Oh, you know the usual, shops shut down forcibly, people killed and et cetera, et cetera!

Anyway, it was my friend's birthday on Saturday, so I was unable to go to PTM and give her her present!

But no worries! I gave it to her today, and she said she LOVED it!

Well, then in the night I suggested we go get some pizza from 14th street pizza!

And it was AAWHSHUM! (:

Because we don't usually eat there!

Then we went on to this shopping mall, there I got a cover for my blackberry, and I bought some gorgeous shoes!

Anyway, so all in all, it was pretty good....

So yesterday I started typing a story which could be turned into a proper novel and stuff!

With the right thinking, right now I'm  gonna try and write a bit more, then print it so I can take it with me to school and show it to my friend! (:

Alrighty roo!

I'll catch you guys later!

Love,

Awesome person!

Pissed!

I AM SERIOUSLY UNIMAGINATIVE!

Could people stop doing the things I do?
Stop specifically doing the things that are defined as something I do or say?!
I'm sick of it to be very honest!
And then denying it completely!
How do they live with themselves?!
How do they go to sleep at night?!
Don't they have a soul?!
A conscience?
A guilty conscience for once?!
C'mon?!
Whatever did I do to you to annoy the hell out of you?!
Is it necessary to break all hell lose for me?!

You know what? God has a sense of humour. Proof? Hey, I'm right here! A living breathing example of God's brilliant sense of humour that we all love too much!

Racism and something like that!

Something that completely goes over my head and I can't understand at all...
Somewhat like racism but really the difference between genders, more commonly known as sexism!
Something that really makes me doubt the other person!
Something that makes me want to drive my fingernails through the wall!

Why would you differ between people if they're woman or a man?!
Is it their fault they were born as a girl or as a boy!

Boys only face it if they want to become cooks, beacause then everyone will say that cooking is a girl's job. I say why, hell, let the guy become a cook if that's what he wants, did the girl swear an oath to always do the cooking?!
NO!
So, girls are looked down others' noses because they decide to come in a profession which is liable for MEN!
I mean c'mon!
There are so many things that wouldn't have happened if it wasn't for girls!
They are the main reason!
If behind every man there is a woman, why don't we see her, why is she so shy, is she burning with embarrassment, or just red in the face?!

When people stop looking down their noses' at me just because I'm a girl and shouldn't think about some profession because it's a man's game, then I will stop disregarding people!

On that frustrated note, my mind is too hot to think of anymore to say, I shall depart...
See you my friends! (:

Optimism's rare encounter with me! (:

I saw something while waiting in the waiting area of my dentist's so-called clinic, and I was looking through the door when I saw a man walking with two sticks for support but not taking help from anyone else!
When I see something like this, it makes me wonder what is it actually in life that counts? At the end of the day you should be thankful that you have hands and feet and everything or if any chance God forbid you have some sort of mental or physical difficulty: don't let it get the better of you!
I have a friend who has the disease in which patches of your skin are white and some are brown, I don't know the name of the disease! But that friend, she is so optimistic and good natured, like whenever you look at her she is either smiling or laughing! I haven't seen her crying once, and trust me: I have seen like half my class cry in front of everyone! But one teeny tiny fault she talks a lot!
I have another friend and they have some difficulty with their feet, one foot is shorter than the other! But they are also always smiling and laughing and cracking senselessly hilarious jokes! But one teeny fault they have a horrifying temper!
Now, when I think about my problems they are minute to them! I see that they don't lose hope and stay positive, they might sometime become unmotivated but they pick themselves up and begin over!
Now look at yourself! Here we are crying and regretting everything, thinking our life is a waste dump, is horrible, is just peachy! But you have got to start to think about the people below you! They have so many difficulties but they cope 'cause they don't have anything better to do!
Now back to the point of if you have any sort of difficulty or anything you want to call it! You just have to see the other people, like say for example you don't have hands and then you see a person who has no hands and no legs and you start to appreciate the fact that at least you have hands, at least you can see the world!

The other day I saw this video of a Blind Man! Please click here to watch it!
It is quite simple that if you change the way you see the world, your world changes itself!
Whether that be good or bad!

So anyway, enough optimism for a few decades now!
Now I'm gonna be a real PITA and a PESSIMIST! (:
Love that! (:

CHOCOHOLIC! eeeeeeeeee

All I want to do is pick up a nice book and lay back read it and eat chocolate!
Though I'm not a chocoholic I'm having a horrifying chocolate rush today! (:
And I don't know but I want really comfy clothes right now!
I'm still wearing my uniform and it's 5 though I returned from school at 2 30!

I'm only happy for one reason:
I'm going to watch supernatural after half an hour!
Just finished changing my passwords on certain accounts cause they were all the same!
And now I'm awfully pissed on the fact that everybody has so many followers, and me?
I'm just stuck at 1!!!

I feel like failure right now!
I just want summer vacations to begin ALREADY!
When will the syllabus finish? When will my term assessments begin?! on 25th april! (:

10 days after my birthday, quite a treat...
Though last year my birthday was on friday and that was the day the term assessments were beginning! Exciting, eh?

I want a flash of genius and begin writing a truly original and delicious novel!
Yeah I know delicious?! Deal with it!
I have been going through so many book reviews lately!
Just to increase my book list more!

Now I shall depart to have a change of clothes and engage myself in something or the other, which now shall not be the laptop as it has been for the past 2 hours! (:

Bookish Questions

11 Bookly Questions

I read the answers to the questions below on a book blog, and cause I really love books I decided to blog about it as well, even though I don't have a book blog! (:  

The blog was: 11 Bookish Questions by ChicLitGirl
1. What is your favorite genre to read?
I really like all sorts of young adult, I quite enjoy mystery and thrillers as well, a lil' romance fine, but not too much.


2. What is the first romance novel you ever read and how old were you when you read it? 

I still haven't read a novel completely based on romance yet but I read the Shopaholic series of Sophie Kinsella which have quite a bit of romance in them. After which I went on to Christopher Pike and Danielle Steel which have a bit of romance in it... I read the shopaholic when I turned 12 i think...


3. How many books--paper or ebooks--are in your existing TBR pile?
 [TBR = your To-Be-Read and typically refers to books you already own but haven't yet read]
Ummm, I have no idea... I bought quite a lot of books on this clearing sale in a bookstore, and I have saved them all up for my summer break, to enjoy! (: 

I don't have any ebooks currently, because I'm one to enjoy a book when it is paper and all in my hand bound by cover and stuff! But I think I have around 40 to 45... Yeah I have borrowed a few books, and some books I haven't even gotten around to reading since my last birtday, when I went into a frenzy and bought quite a few books! (:

4. Do you read nonfiction? If so, from which sub-genre?
Absolutely not!


5. Do you own an e-reading device? If so, which one(s)?
Nopee, but I can read on my blackberry, it's just I don't want to! (: 


6. Which one book have you re-read most often? 
I think the Harry Potter books, they're brilliant... But when I was younger, I was in a frenzy for Roald Dahl books, God only knows what was wrong with me! I mean, they were great and stuff when I read them as a child but afterwards it was like I actually enjoyed this piece of writing... Don't get me wrong Roald Dahl is quite a writer! But for kids, his adult books are just too insultingly rude...


7. How many library books do you have out right now?
Zero, I can only borrow books fro my school library and there is only one word: horrifying... No new books, just classics, and I am not a fan of classics, I'll say this very honestly!

8. How do you mark your place in a book?
I don't. I don't even remember the page number, I just open the book when I'm looking for the page and skim through it to find it that is because I usually leave a book on a new chapter... But if I don't I do glance at the page number... Rarely, I make the habit of using a bookmark cause I have like a million of them and I use zero! I just keep 'em in one place and don't let 'em get lost!

9. About how many books do you typically read in a month? 
I'm not quite so sure, depend on each month, whether I have exams coming up and all that stuff... But I think if I'm having a really slow month, and I'm only getting to read in the night or so, I'll finish around 3-9... Guessing... But I do read like 15-20 in my free-ish months!


10. What was the last book that made you cry?
I think in I Remember You by Harriet Evans I was close to tears... But last book was probably Remember Me trilogy by Christopher Pike...


11. What was the last book that made you laugh?
Thanks For the Memories by Cecilia Ahern... It made me laugh out loud, quite good funny parts in it...

I would really like to hear you're opinion!

Blog and then post a link below!

Blog-a-addiction

GOD, Its been ages since I blogged and tbh I missed loads!
But lately I've been just sitting, thinkinh things through and I'm so not regretting it, but I still don't know where I'm headed!
I haven't unpacked my schoolbag or gone over the homework I have to do or done any review for preparation!
I've just been sitting and reading mostly!
And I've come to the conclusion that Harriet Evans' story line is okay but she includes these horrifying sordid details that make me wanna hurl the book across the wall!
I sorta did it! But I didn't hurl it anywhere I just smacked it shut and got up to clear my head and straighten out my thoughts...
She writes fairly well but it gets so freakingly boring at times that I wish that I hadn't opened the book in the first place!
So, anyway I just finished reading I Remember You by Harriet Evans!
And it was OKAY! To be honest!
But, frankly, it was just far too cheesy at times for me!
And the cover! It was hmph hmph!
I mean, I'm the sorta really annoying person who has a habit of focusing on the cover...
The cover really says NOTHING 'bout the book!
And it's all animated!
And I'm the person who really likes covers with actual people on them cause right now I can think a lot of ways the people could have been positioned for the cover and look absolutely gorgeous along with reflecting the story and all!

And now I'm just yabbing on and on about this bloody book!
But I really need some sort of little break after reading a book to arrange my thoughts and emotions of that particular book. But that doesn't happen if the book I'm reading next is the sequel or somewhat!

And thanks guys for NOT following me! It really is a pleasure because I'm pretty sure you would have died if you had clicked like 2 buttons or so!
Thank you for staying alive and staring at my bloody screen and smiling at the hysteria of it all!
It's so exciting typing you fingers sore for a bunch of lazy ***** like you! (:
No offense, eh? (:

And I love you all and all that sort of rubbish!
I'll try to stay more updative! Lol! That is one weird word that I thought of on the moment!
But em likin' it!

OOOOHH!
Me forgot the most exciting news!
I got me braces removed today at around 12 45 or so!
And honestly it feels like I have no bloody teeth in my friggin' mouth!
But sad part, it feels like my teeth aren't mine anymore! They feel so fakish and it seems as if a burdden has been lifted from me! And the really annoying my part: my gums have all swollen up so now I'm on this weird tablet - not exactly tablet more of a goli - for three days, morning and evening!
It's this horrendous dark yellowish colour and is called something like Flagyl; I can't believe I just got up from my bed and walked over to where the tablet was kept just to see the spelling!

See? I'm weird! (:
And I'm glad to be!
I'm this fierce fierce perfectionist for some things that people are afraid of what I might do for order in those specific things! (:

Alrighty, y'all!
Have a nice morning, or afternoon, or evening, or night!(:
Whenever, you're reading this!

Ba bye!
Have fun without me yabbing on and on 'bout some really boring stuff!
I'll catch up with you guys later!

BORED AND HUNGRY

GOD, I am so bored...
Just did some Math and have to do more of my native tongue's boring stuff...
I enjoyed today from the morning when I woke up at 10 30...
Because my brother was home and we all kept talking and laughing and joking and it was quite a lot of fun! (:

Now I am watching all the supernatural episodes of this week on starworld!
And I just sent my brother to get some frozen parathas for me to make them, put boneless chicken on, roll up and then eat it because I haven't had lunch yet and it is 4 30...
I haven't had lunch yet because in the morning my dad brought halwa poori home for breakfast!

And now my  brother is her so I'm going back downstairs to make me a roll!
WHOOPEE...

I'll ttyl guys!

My Unit Assessment Composition! (:

Locked Doors and Filthy Trails

“Dean, honey, spit it out. You’re not supposed to chew the wrapper as well! Yes, I know you’ve got big strong teeth but you still aren’t allowed to eat wrappers!”

And with that I shoved a finger into my bay brother’s mouth and got out the wrapper of the sweet I had recently given him as a treat for not crying for Mother.

After a few hours of doing nothing but cradling Dean and watching bad television, while praying that he would fall asleep. When Dean finally closed his eyes and snored softly, I breathed a sigh of relief and decided to go down the street and get the newspaper or maybe this week’s Vogue. I grabbed the keys of the house and set off down the road in a hurry to get back home.

Twenty minutes later when I reached home dragging a bag filled with magazines and a newspaper. I put my key in the lock, it turned, and why would it not?

But the problem began when I pushed the door and it did not open. A wave of panic swept over me and I tried to think straight. I tried to remember what I did before leaving but my thoughts refused to get in order. I thought about how the door could possibly lock itself.

I only landed with one logical explanation: someone had to be inside! And my mind drifted to all the things that could have happened to Dean during all the time I was gone.

I went around the house to the back door and I saw a sight that made me shiver down my spine. It sent cold beads of sweat running down my face. It made me stop dead in my tracks. A set of large footprints led from the boundary wall to the back door.

I turned the handle and to my relief it twisted creakily. But this door too would not open when I pushed it. I was determined to break down the door to get back to my lonely brother.

After several minutes of smacking the door I sensed defeat. I sat down holding my arm gingerly.And then I heard something! A slow creak and when I turned to look at the door it was open just a crack; perfect to see who was there and being seen.

I pushed the door open and went inside but there was no one inside. Not a soul in sight.

The hair on the back of my neck stood on end and I felt as though someone was watching me. I relaxed when I had checked every single room other than the lounge where Dean was. So, that was when I decided to go check on Dean while he slept.

I wandered into the lounge and Dean was not there. I flew into a panic for the second time in one day. I ran to the nursery hoping that somehow he had ended up there. And to my amazement, there he was lying peacefully in his cot, fast asleep.

But there it was! The same set of footprints on the beige carpet leading from the doorway to the cot. I took Dean in my arms and savoured his reassuring gently warm smell.

Amazingly, everything was alright. I had been able to babysit my brother without ruining someone or something (in short I hadn’t screwed it up).

And then I heard something again! The door to the nursery swung shut. And I was left wondering why that had happened with a wailing Dean cradled in my arms…

Author's Notes:

Don't mind the bracket part! I was all happily pissed off! (:

Hope you like it but even if you didn't do comment and let me know what you thought of it!

I'd love to hear some criticism! It really is refreshing...

And makes me keep my feet on the ground! (:

Until next time! (:

C'ya!