Dear Blog, I Owe You One (Or More)
February 08, 2010
My writing skills died. When I say so, I am being utterly serious. It makes me wanna cry, honestly.
I am struggling to believe that I write better when I was better than I do now. Must be those goddamned chick lits I've been reading. Then again, I don't remember reading any chick lit for the past few months. Heck, my last book was Violin by Anne Rice. It's high time I pick up something even more stimulating than that as well. After I finish HELL'S HEROES by DARREN SHAN.
Excuse the expletives: -
OMG YOU WOULDN'T BELIEVE HOW FUCKING HAPPY I WAS UPON FINDING OUT THAT THE LAST INSTALLEMENT OF THE DEMONATA WAS OUT IN THE BOOKSTORE. I GRABBED IT AT FIRST OPPORTUNITY AND AND AND OMG I'M JUST SO HAPPY TO READ IT.
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Did I spell installement correctly? Or is it installment?
I cannot be arsed to fetch the dictionary.
Brain jam(med). Tambah butter.
The Carmenata.
