Friday, February 6, 2015

The art of losing yourself in another reality.

(2204 hrs) UPDATE : If you really wanna feel all warm and fuzzy and mushy inside, I suggest you to read Let It Snow: Three Holiday Romance because I have just finished it and damn, given my current turmoil, I still feel good. And that's saying something.

Also because I'm such a sucker for Christmassy stuff so yeah. HAHA.

I'm having the worst hangover in my history of ever.

When others usually are caused by excessive amount of booze, mine however is caused by reading too much and slept at four in the morning, effectively fucking up my sleeping schedule.

Three stuff: one fairly complicated lab manual that had eleven people working on the same effing machine for about three hours, and two of John Green's novel which, unfortunately his two novels that revolves heavily around clues and mysteries and mathematical equations that will put the Gnielinski relation to shame.

It was actually a process of randomly-choosing-which-John-Green's-book-should-I-read-on-a-very-relaxing-day and I ended up with, well, those books. The kind of book that kept you at the edge of your muthafcking seat. The odds weren't exactly in my favor.

Thanks to the iBook app, I have read exactly twelve novels for the last approximately 10 days; ranging from the last two Divergent series plus the companion Four: A Divergent Collection, the Warm Bodies novel, the all five of the existing Lorien Legacies series, to the three John Greens. Physically tho, I've reread Manisnya Cinta and Sophie Kinsella's Remember Me.

Fourteen novels. It's not much, but I haven't read this much since God-knows-when. So voila, a-hungover-with-some-distinct-zombie-characteristic Yaya is what I'm going as to face the world today. So, gimme a grunt when you see me in campus today.

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