So yeah what you saw is right. Me looking like a homeless hobo. That was me before bed. I did look messed up a bit especially the hair and face which are the only part shown on the picture and by that I mean I look overally messed up.
Summer summer.
What's better than a good companion on summer? And my good companion would be books. So here I am, blabbering about my reading list this summer to you. First on my right, John Winchester's Journal. My fuckin favorite of all. By this, you'd know that I've been a hardcore fan of Supernatural since their very first season on TV. I've tried to collect some of their related merchandises but... doesnt seem to be easy to find here in where I live. But then one day, as a part of my usual and regular day on my holiday, I wandered around the bookstores to hunt for some good books. And then unexpectedly and surprisingly, I found this journal. Which is actually a journal of Dean and Sam's dad they bring everywere they go that you always see on TV. Now you get to see and explore it yourself right in your hand. For the record I always sleep with this book on my side.
On my left, you'd find The Hunger Games. Yep, I have the ebook version. I just finished reading it last night, which means it only took me about 3 days to finish it. Also continued with the movie, as the closing ceremony. I realize that the book seems to be so much better than the movie. Frankly said, the book pulls the reader really deep into the story and it plays well with your emotion through every page of it. I mean, I'm not saying that the movie is bad (come on, it's never bad with Liam and Josh), it's just that in the movie, I dont see and feel the same emotion as how I feel when I read the book. You know, I dont even feel it when Katniss was upset for Peeta's betrayal, or I dont even feel how shitty Peeta felt when he figured out that what Katniss did was all for the purpose of entertainment and she was all acting it up. But the movie is good, you know. Liam Hemsworth is more like a one-liner (which is too bad cause he could be an interesting magnet, he got potentials) and Jennifer Lawrence is so much more uncommunicative than how I expect them to be on screen. Josh Hutcherson is all good.
So there it's said, I'm done with The Hunger Games, I'm nearly done with John Winchester's Journal, and my next hunt would probably be Kardashians' Dollhouse. Look it up on google, it seems ridiculous but I'm guessing that would be a light interesting book to read. Or maybe I'll hunt for another book. Candace Bushnell's Summer in The City seems pretty entertaining since I got addicted to Bradshaw's story in the first book. See ya!
