Internet connection is so laggy D:

Long time no post. Did anyone miss me? :D
I highly doubt it D:

Oh well.

Blame it on my anti-social-ness >.<

I went ice-skating on Sunday~
And then onwards to Plaza Sing.
To that bookshop.
That little second-hand one.
Where I got three books that I really love!
GOSH. HOW LONG HAVE I BEEN SEARCHING FOR THE MAGICIAN BY LEV GROSSMAN.
And I got it for $12.50!
HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!:D
Yeah.
Bought "The Complete Stories of Evelyn Waugh" and an Oscar Wilde compilation, "Picture of Dorian Gray, the Happy Prince, the Birthday of the Infanta and Lord Arthur Saville's Crime" too.Classic Oscar Wilde's. :D

Reading is the only legal way I can ever get drunk at fifteen.
Reading good books(to me) makes me feel for the characters and actually think. And if a book is too good, it'll leave lingering traces of emotions in me. These emotions fill me up and really, they make me feel quite drunk. I'll be looking at the world through different eyes. Fuck it. The Magician gives me a fucking emotion overload hangover. ARGH.