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Tuesday, July 14, 2009,5:42 PM

School sucks! --quoting Some Kind of People.

School was okay actually, normal and all.
We skipped the whole double periods of moral due to assembly.
There's this promotion about the Real One Fun Carnival thing. [ Or something like that. ]
PE was as usual. Babe and Zephy went plucking people's rambutans!
And they actually ate it. Hilarious. =D
Oh, one of the teachers exploded, and he's being completely unreasonable.
What we said was true.
He just didn't wana accept it or listen to our real comments.

Okay anyway, this is something that you will really go 'Woah!'
[ Well, at least i did. =) ]
Guess what?
GOLDEN PORSCHE.
It's golden, and it's Porsche!
Oh my God, what an amazing combination of words.
This Porsche is actually made out of 40 pounds of pure gold! *screams*

I'm not really into cars, but i can't help but to be amazed.
[ Though i wouldn't drive it out to the streets, you'll just get robbed anyway. ]

Btw, i've finished PS I Love You by Cecelia Ahern, and i need to say something about it.
Before that, you should understand that i'm not trying to insult and meant no offense at all, it's all solely my opinion.
To top it all off, this book is not really a great book. [ No offense! ]
Firstly, her language and the way she writes, i don't really like it, it's not my type at all.
No no, she don't have any problems with grammar or sentence structures.
Her sentences are complete, yes.
But i simply cannot feel the words, the impact, the character, the story.
I cannot feel it.
It's just like, well, reading.
Reading a children fairy tale and stuff. Plain reading.
I cannot feel the impact of the words.
Plus, her jokes --those that are suppose to be funny-- are not hilarious to me, and i rarely laughed.
No offense, but i think i may put this book into the same category as The Waitress by Melissa Nathan.
[ Okay, maybe PS I Love You's story line is slightly better. ]
Being in the same category means there's not much research in the book, just, story.
Maybe it's my own problem.
Maybe the impact of Escape by Carolyn Jessop is far beyond what this book can reach.
No! I'm not saying that it's a bad book. It's just, normal, average.
FYI, this is not the first time i came across these type of books, in fact i've read these kinds countless times.
And no, i don't usually go commenting so much about a normal book.
The thing about this book is, i'm disappointed.
I gave high expectations to it, seeing everyone's feedback, seeing it's translated into different languages, seeing it's made into a movie.
And the disappointment is really, really too much.
It's not as wonderful as what everyone claims.
When i finished, i was like, what? So this is it? The PS I Love You?
There are even times when i find myself double checking the front covers and ask myself:
Is this really the book that most people like? Did i bought the wrong version?

I'm not discouraging you guys to buy it, i'm just stating what i think about it.
Maybe your opinions might be different than mine. Or completely opposite.

Anyway, i'm reading The Pact by Jodi Picoult now, and just a few sentences give me an enormous impact and feel to it.
I feel it, i feel the story.
And i'm so looking forward to it, like i do to every Jodi's books. =)

P.S Too much book talking today? =D

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Angel said:
' It is true that his heart will never be yours. '
Devil agreed. But it kept silent.

Then Devil said:
' It is also true that your heart will never come back. '
Angel had foreseen this, and accepted the reality once again.

Suddenly, they both cried, sobbed, and wept like kids.
They cried for the heart that will never be theirs.
They cried for their heart that will never come back.
For the first time, Angel and Devil belong to the same side, the same heart.

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