But i'm not. Embarrassed. Im not embarrassed you see, 'cause I CAN DO IT. HAH! BITE ME!

Im invincible. Exaggerating much?

And so as to Zahra's little preppy-rule-list thing, im sorry but for some idiotic reason. MY JERSEY IS TOO BIG FOR ME. What the heck? It was MY very sick size last year. WHY AM I NOT EATING??

-Im in that mood, where I feel like vomiting looking at food. Im only hungry, for books.

Exactly, I know what you are thinking. You're thinking, WHAT MOOD???!!??? apkan, not hungry kah? If so, say so laaa.

When I am freakishly mad and want to kick a baby , I read a book.

When Im bored, I read a book.

When my grades are not what I wanted...and I studied hell off, I refuse to cry. I would prefer to read a book.

When you ask a girl how she gets those grades, and she simply answers last minute studying. And I feel like hurling a book at her... but I cant 'cause were great friends. I read a book.

When my hand feels like bleeding after typing endless scripts and stories onto my computer journal, where even as I private as those pages are, I feel like someones reading them behind my back. I read a book.

When memories of....her. Before she died, comes into my head. I read a book. A sad one. With a hopefully, a happy ending. 

-if not a happy ending, well a tleast a gratifying one. 

Im not pretty sure about you, hon. But reading, to me. Isn't a hobby. Nor is it an obsession. Its just what keeps me going, like a human. What keeps me moving on, like the reason we have saliva. So the tongue will not be dry.

- I know this post started with a "im a happy-go-lucky" girl to the last thing you would want to read. But, bare with me here. I havn't blog-ed in ages.Its pure,mental torture. So if I made a pact not to blog, then maybe I meant "not to blog on my official blog". Its different, when you're blogging on other blogs.

Bye? I guess so, goodbye.