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Showing posts with label book. Show all posts
Showing posts with label book. Show all posts

Friday, September 14, 2012

books vs internet

I've been practically internet-less these past days. Same old problem with our stupid and inefficient network provider. Tsk.

But surprisingly, the absence of an internet connection gave me more time to snuggle up with my long lost bookish self. I haven't read a book in a long time and well, now, I'm feverish and greedy to read more books. Quite a satisfying change of pace for me.

I guess, I'm more surprised with myself seeing how well I'm coping with less than minimal internet connection. I'm more of a bookworm than I thought. :)

Just saying.

xoxo
~hny~

Thursday, September 13, 2012

Fifty Shades. Period.

I've finally plucked enough courage to say in this blog that indeed, I was...interested, with a slight touch of captivation, of my latest read, Fifty Shades [of Grey, Darker, and Freed]. I surprised myself for the first time with this. I never expected I'd find it interesting. Let alone finish all 3 books in just 4 days. I'm not sure if it's a product of boredom, sheer interest and too much time on my hands, but yeah, I finished it. Surprise, surprise.


Wednesday, September 12, 2012

books, desires, and confusing ideas

I've been reading a book for a couple of days now. Three books in three days, to be exact. I'm not sure If I have the courage to pinpoint the specific title of the books just yet because, frankly, these were never my type. I just wanted to see what all the hype was about. Maybe I'll have the guts to mention them in another blog, but right now, I'm a chicken.

Yes, at first I was skeptical. The book's plot never held enough promise. In fact, it was so cliche that I never gave it a second though. Until now. A product of having too much time and too little stuff to fill it with, I guess. So unlike me. But when you're bored and desperate, a lot of things that's so "unlike you" can happen. So I guess this one's one of those.

Or maybe I'm just making excuses so I hide my desire to read them. I'm not sure.

Red Butterfly