her.
Trixie
16 years old, trapped in an 11-year old's body
loves the scent of: cupboards, air conditioners, coffee, cinammon, and Bayo (as in the store)
moods too easily swayed by whatever music is playing
fickle, undecided, impatient, paranoid
Jason Mraz ♥
likes things clean, but is pretty messy
interested in photography (haha as if)
out of words
Friday, April 4, 2008!
HandWritten on; 6:40 AM
The reason I wasn't too eager to get a copy of Twilight before was because of everyone's monotonously favorable reviews about it. I could not count how many times I've read Edward Cullen in people's blogs and how many times I rolled my eyes, thinking it's absolutely weird to..fall, may I say, for a freaking fictional character. Then again, I was curious, so I decided to wait till the hype was over before I read it. I mean, hello, the last thing I want is to conform with hormonal teenage girls and be part of the Edward Cullen fan club. Anyway, Criselli was kind enough to lend it to me last Wednesday, giving me Friday (today) as the deadline for book-return. I thought it was impossible, to finish a 498-page novel with such little time, since I had this party/sleepover to go to and I wouldn't be able to read it till Thursday afternoon. I didn't finish it, but she told me I could return it on June (THANK YOU!). Anywaaaaay, I finished it today and I'm glad to say that I still haven't transformed into a giddy teenager, all charmed and beguiled by Edward Cullen. I do not plan on buying New Moon because I found Twilight absolutely ordinary and not worth getting a sequel for.
No, I'm totally kidding. Truth is, I loved it, as much as I hate to admit that fact. The plot was actually good, and totally different from all the Meg Cabot stuff I used to read (btw, I'm so getting over the Meg Cabot phase. I'm starting to realize that all her books have the same storyline and it's getting pretty boring for me. I won't completely stop reading her work though. It's kind of my guilty pleasure, to read something light, when I'm tired of reading complicated stuff). I wouldn't say it was as beautifully written as Stardust or The Lovely Bones, but Stephenie Meyer sure compensated for all that by creating a character like Edward Cullen who was enough to make Twilight every girl's favorite book (except me. haha. still dont want to conform okay?).I do think I haven't gone completely head over heels for Edward. Sure, I felt this weird thing in my stomach and palms while I was reading some of his lines in the book, but he just seems too much like an impossibility--someone that'd never exist in the real world. Well, duh, he doesn't exist. But you know. I'm just not too keen on getting my hopes up to meet someone like him. Haha. And another thing, I'm not sure I like how Meyer portrayed Bella as the damsel in distress and as someone who'd be willing to give her life up for her boyfriend (I know it is Edward, but he's still JUST a boyfriend)--I'd like to think women, even fictional ones, should be completely independent from men. Overall, Twilight was a good book. And okay, I do plan on buying New Moon :)
On a totally different topic, I'm feeling real sad about everything that's been happening lately. Recog was such a disaster. This whole day was a disaster. Wednesday night and Thursday morning were no good either. The only highlight of this week was that I got to spend time with Joy and Nicole, and that I was able to commute with Ate Ling from Marikina to home (one FX, one jeep). Other than that, I totally hate everything right now. It's in times like these when I start wishing that I'd be a vampire. So I could, like, think of meat and blood instead of everything else. I'm kidding.
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