alrighty. i guess i sounded pretty mean in the previous update :/ so sorry kawan-kawanku yang tersayang. hannah meminta maaf.
so it started when i was walking around the house wearing red earth green eye shadow n red earth rose lip gloss. my blue velvet to-die-for Axxezz hat n a yellow short. PLUS my i *love sign* NY shirt. yes, i did look like a clown but that’s what boredom prob does to u. n prob the excitement of SPM being a ‘done-deal’ *pretends to wash hands off* just gives me the jitters to celebrate slightly earlier than the supposed date (4th dec). one has the tendency to make a fool of oneself to get out of RESPONSIBILITY. i mean, that words scares the shit outta me. it’s like threatening u all the time. *shudder*
anyway i celebrated the joy of leaving SPM (not really, there’s one more paper actually) but whatever, how one can wait i cannot possibly fathom. i read a book last night. can u BELIEVE it. i hv a bunch of books still new, mind u, that’s been collecting dust right beside my bed since probably God-blessed 1958 (k sorry, a lil exaggeration there). n every night i’d look at it longingly just for the time when i could flip open n smell (course i’d wipe the dust off first) the new solid books, dang, it was just too much for me to take. i finally DID it.
was supposed to be a sort of reward for me for going thru SPM so well (haha). i couldn’t read the books before the exams, duh, unless ”Welcome to My Planet” comes out or ”Sons and Lovers” biography. then i’d get a positive A. *grins*.
i treated myself to a book which probably millions of people had already read. PS, I Love You. Cecilia Ahern. i know, i know, im way out-dated, yester-year, whatever but my personal review on the book? writer, not bad. understandable, simple english. storyline, ‘TIS SWEET! (as what those Irish people would say)
i dunno whether it’s just my caught up emotions of still hanging on to a break up that happened bout 3-4? months ago but i’ve been dealing it pretty ok for quite some time but maybe u know, loneliness just decided to drop by without saying hello n it worked on it’s magic. i was feeling all tangled up inside, the leftovers of a relationship still clinging on pretty pathetically, i must say, i’d get so angry at myself. but the book did help. it did.
guess i could say i cried, no, SOBBED my way through the damn book!
lolz, but i felt so much better, so much satisfaction after reading it. n i vowed to myself, i am GOING TO GET A HUSBAND LIKE GERRY! 
minus the part where he dies from a brain tumour of course. *sobs*. k i bet u guys r wondering bout what this nut’s trying to say so here’s just a gist of how the story goes:
A story of a 30 year old woman who’s going thru these ordeals n hardships by herself after her husband, dear, dear, Gerry passed away of brain tumour. she’s seen to be battling against herself everyday, for how can one move on without a loved one when their promise was, pretty simple. to stay together forever. but destiny decided to take a turn, n betrays them back till hope seems to be just mere mists that floats by helplessly.
But Holly here, was extremely lucky. *ugh, i’m so jealous of her!* Before Gerry’s death he made for her a List, a list of things for what she would do when he’s gone. some as simple as not forgetting to turn of the lights before she goes to sleep, n getting a bed-lamp. though some as extravagant as to go ahead n not be afraid to fall in love. Holly’s image was seen to be a tough person in this story, she only was brought back to earth with the realization that her husband was dead when collecting Gerry’s death certificate.
u do NOT wanna know how i could’ve just cried my way thru reading the book. lets just thank God i wasn’t reading it in a train.
it’s not so much the way she writes it. storyline’s good n so’s the way she puts evrything together in place. honestly i wouldn’t know WHAT to do if i were to be in Holly’s position. i’d probably go mental. though she’s got really supportive friends, she ended up gettin a new job, her brother ‘Dick, is normal after all, etc. everything’s psychotic wei, u’ll be laughing out loud for a min n the next u’d find yourself tearing up.
i guess i’d say that those who are, well more in control of themselves, who’s more to the ‘reality’ kinda ppl, u’d find the book pretty boring, maybe. but for those who’s a total sucker for romance, sweet-sweet kinda novels, get a huge supply of tissue. u need it. trust me. n yes, me feeling bit ‘emotional’ now with the absence of the people i love, ‘vulnerability-ness’ (it’s my blog, shut up) to go down memory lane n THAT point of time, of course, did help to the amount of tears i successfully exposed after a long time.
