Book Talk

I just went to Booksale At SM Megamall. And I saw this old woman holding an old book from an old author, Catherine Cookson. I asked her with this just-my-own-curiosity question: "Is she your favorite?". Then she answered, "yes". In addition, I told her that I have one of her books. And she nodded as if saying "so what?!". But she said that her works are sad one. I said, "yes!". That ends are conversation.

I hate myself; I forgot Cookson's short bio I read. Bad reader me. Sigh.

Royally Sad

Before, I had this difficulty to forget, to erase, to delete this one person, whom I think (pronoun: I) I'm head-over-heals in love with. But now, as far as my mind and the tips of my toes are concerned, I'm already doing a conscious effort to divert myself from other things. I have to (I mean, I really have to). I'm going to be the loser. In fact Im already the sore loser.

Back To Blog

It's been a month since the last time I blogged.
Now I'm back.
With a lesser headache-and heartache.
*Sigh*

I'll come back in just two weeks.
Chow.