I hate colds. I hate seeing the pile of used tissues get bigger every three second, I hate feeling like I am being slowly shot in the forehead by a chunky rifle, but most of all, it’s the almost inevitable asthma I get afterwards.
Now, I’m fairly lucky with my asthma. I don’t usually think it hinders my life at all anymore. I can run, I can go to the gym (on occasions) and (this pun is made by request) the cold never bothered me anyway… part of me just died.
Unfortunately, during the winter months, where I get back to school and colds are spreading, I am faced with the options of being a social outcast or tearing up my trachea. While social outcasting is probably the better option, I vote for talking to people, and becoming the first to die (a.k.a. miss school first).
Oh yeah! The book. I read this book a while back on my Kobo, which now sits collecting dust in the corner of my room. I prefer the real deal. Little did I know, this book surprised me in more ways than one…
Continue reading I’m going to be the 1st to Die
Last week, I was stumped.
In a frenzy of birthdays and worry for results, I hadn’t seen an interesting film, nor read a good book in a while.
I needed to occupy my mind with something. Something that I could review quickly. A book would be the better option. Something relatively short, which I could finish by the end of the week, so after checking my summer reading pile, I found one book that I had started to read over a year ago: True Grit.
I must say, I’m surprised by the progress I’ve made, and found myself finishing the book by Saturday. My sofa now has a Vinci-shaped print on it, but nevertheless, the book was finished.
So without further delay, let us talk about True Grit.
Continue reading Cowboys, Revenge & a Girl with True Grit
The time has come for something a little more sombre. Today, I bring to you my first book Pick: The Kite Runner by Khaled Hosseini.
My reading had lulled a little in the past few months. Naturally, with the time before summer being the exam season, your free time dries up like snails in salt. While I was reading World War Z by Max Brooks in the little time I had (a “mockumentary” style book about the rise and fall of a zombie apocalypse through the accounts of various people) my reading was fractured, slow, and hindered.
Now that I have escaped the age of darkness and despair (exam-time), I am confronted with a substantial amount of summer reading. With a selection of books to choice from, picked out The Kite Runner from the pile.
While I did some reading within school, the majority was enjoyed on a hammock facing the Caribbean Sea. A good way to start off the summer holiday! Anyway, with my shoulders on fire from the lack of sun-cream the day before, I travelled into Afghanistan with The Kite Runner. Continue reading The Kite Runner: Finding Redemption