ah, two week break

uh huh

surgery.

I've read many of these. Just keeping this here so i know what to read next :P

1 Pride and Prejudice – Jane Austen

2 The Lord of the Rings – JRR Tolkien

3 Jane Eyre – Charlotte Bronte

4 Harry Potter series – JK Rowling (all)

5 To Kill a Mockingbird – Harper Lee

6 The Bible

7 Wuthering Heights

8 Nineteen Eighty Four – George Orwell

9 His Dark Materials – Philip Pullman

10 Great Expectations – Charles Dickens

11 Little Women - Louisa May Alcott

12 Tess of the D’Urbervilles - Thomas Hardy

13 Catch 22 – Joseph Heller

14 Complete Works of Shakespeare (read 3, but NO WAY I'm gonna read anymore)

15 Rebecca – Daphne Du Maurier

16 The Hobbit – JRR Tolkien

17 Birdsong – Sebastian Faulks

18 Catcher in the Rye – JD Salinger

19 The Time Travellers Wife – Audrey Niffenegger

20 Middlemarch – George Eliot

21 Gone With The Wind – Margaret Mitchell

22 The Great Gatsby - F Scott Fitzgerald

23 Bleak House – Charles Dickens

24 War and Peace – Leo Tolstoy

25 The Hitch Hiker’s Guide to the Galaxy – Douglas Adams

26 Brideshead Revisited – Evelyn Waugh

27 Crime and Punishment – Fyodor Dostoyevsky

28 Grapes of Wrath – John Steinbeck

29 Alice in Wonderland – Lewis Carroll

30 The Wind in the Willows – Kenneth Grahame

31 Anna Karenina – Leo Tolstoy

32 David Copperfield – Charles Dickens

33 Chronicles of Narnia – CS Lewis

34 Emma – Jane Austen

35 Persuasion – Jane Austen

36 The Lion, The Witch and The Wardrobe – CS Lewis

37 The Kite Runner – Khaled Hosseini

38 Captain Corelli’s Mandolin – Louis De Bernier

39 Memoirs of a Geisha - William Golden

40 Winnie the Pooh – AA Milne

41 Animal Farm – George Orwell

42 The Da Vinci Code - Dan Brown

43 One Hundred Years of Solitude - Gabrial Garcia Marquez

44 A Prayer for Owen Meaney – John Irving

45 The Woman in White – Wilkie Collins

46 Anne of Green Gables – LM Montgomery

47 Far from the Madding Crowd - Thomas Hardy

48 The Handmaids Tale - Margaret Atwood

49 Lord of the Flies – William Golding

50 Atonement - Ian McEwan

51 Life of Pi - Yann Martell

52 Dune – Frank Herbert

53 Cold Comfort Farm - Stella Gibbons

54 Sense and Sensibility – Jane Austen

55 A Suitable Boy – Vikram Seth

56 The Shadow of the Wind – Carlos Ruiz Zafon

57 A Tale Of Two Cities – Charles Dickens

58 Brave New World - Aldous Huxley

59 The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-time – Mark Haddon

60 Love in the time of Cholera - Gabriel garcia Marquez

61 Of Mice and Men – John Steinbeck

62 Lolita - Vladimir Nabokov

63 The Secret History - Donna Tartt

64 The Lovely Bones - Alice Sebold (this book is crap)

65 Count of Monte Cristo – Alexandre Dumas

66 On the Road - Jack Kerouac

67 Jude the Obscure – Thomas Hardy

68 Bridget Jones’s Diary – Helen Fielding

69 Midnight’s Children – Salman Rushdie

70 Moby Dick – Herman Melville

71 Oliver Twist - Charles Dickens

72 Dracula – Bram Stoker

73 The Secret Garden - Frances Hodgson

74 Notes from a Small Island - Bill Bryson

75 Ulysses - James Joyce

76 The Bell Jar - Sylivia Plath

77 Swallows and Amazons – Arthur Ransome

78 Germinal – Emile Zola

79 Vanity Fair – William Makepeace Thackeray

80 Possession - AS Byatt

81 A Christmas Carol – Charles Dickens

82 Cloud Atlas - Charles Mitchell

83 The Colour Purple - Alice Walker

84 The Remains of the Day – Kazuo Ishiguro

85 Madame Bovary – Gustave Flaubert

86 A Fine Balance – Rohinton Mistry

87 Charlotte’s Web - EB White

88 The Five People You Meet In Heaven – Mitch Albom

89 Adventures of Sherlock Holmes – Sir Arthur Conan Doyle

90 The Faraway Tree collection - Enid Blyton

91 Heart of Darkness – Joseph Conrad

92 The Little Prince - Antoine de Saint Exupery

93 The Wasp Factory - Iain Banks

94 Watership Down - Richard Adams

95 A Confederacy of Dunces – John Kennedy Toole

96 A Town Like Alice – Nevil Shute

97 The Three Musketeers - Alexandre Dumas

98 Hamlet – William Shakespeare

99 Charlie & the Chocolate Factory - Roald Dahl

100 Les Miserables – Victor Hugo

♫ I love you - Avril Lavigne

Hello,

this is someone very dear to me.

In March, I decided that we should go to Melb together to visit our siblings.

Because he goes there sooo very often, I thought it wouldn't be a problem,

so being silly ol' me, I went ahead and bought myself a ticket without even thinking twice.

Turns out he couldn't make it.

He told me that he had to follow his parents to Beijing.

Okay, me in Melb and you in China. That's great.

I was devastated.

I didn't REALLY want to go anymore, since he wasn't going.
My sister would be busy with university, and I'd be such a burden.

My friends in Melb weren't going to be in the country when I would be.

HOW COINCIDENTAL.

It was quite a disaster.

I've always had weak knees. My parents have horrible knees. Ironic, considering my dad is a knee surgeon.

Yesterday, I injured my knee while playing volleyball. Sucks, coz I had been practicing for days, just for that little match. It was really quite embarrassing, coz tons of my schoolmates saw me fall. (At least I played well for the amount of time I was on the court!) The pain was excruciating. I often dislocate my knee, but the last time I experienced something as severe as this was in 2004, as I was playing squash at a state competition - also in front of a crowd. I was wheeled into the operation room, coz I chipped a bone etc.

Recovering was extremely dreadful; taking showers was one of the most strenuous and difficult processes, taking a dump was painful, moving from one side of the room to the other felt like traveling from Pakistan to Hong Kong on foot with shards of glass in between your joints, eating was a sin, sleeping was a never ending nightmare. You do the math.

Anyway, taking all those things into thought, as I sat on the volleyball court floor, hands gripping my knee, my face and wrenching my hair out of my head, I was bawling my brains out. The first person to get to me was my brother, and apparently the first thing I said was "Where's Kenny?".

Alright, skip past all the unnecessary details like people crowding around me as though I was a wounded buffalo, my teacher lifting me vertically, me being a noisy drama queen. It's funny, coz my volleyball teammates didn't bat an eyelid. In fact, I think I pissed them off coz I ruined their game by getting injured. Team work? 100%.

Anyway, Kenny was my hero.
I cannot fathom how much he helped me yesterday.

He was the only one who truly knew how to tame my nervous wreck.

The rest was a painful memory. My friends helped get me into the car and my mom sent me to my dads.

In the car, on the way home from the hospital. I injured my knee today and require surgery. This is my conversation with ma boy on the way home.

Me: I don't think I want to go to Melbourne in September anymore. It'll be such a hassle. I'd be troubling my sister and all.
Kenny: What?! Why?
Me: I don't want to be a burden to my brother either. It'll ruin his trip.
Kenny: I'll take care of you.
Me: I just got home! Yay!
Kenny: I don't think you understand.
Me: I'm confused....
Kenny: Think again.
Me: If you're talking about taking care of me in Melbourne in the future, like in 2 years, i'd be fully recovered by then!
Kenny: ...
Me: ...If you're talking about September, ... aren't you going to Beijing?
Kenny: That was a lie.
Me: I'm going to faint. Too many surprises today.
Kenny: I'll be in Melbourne with you :) It was supposed to be a surprise.

IS HE NOT AMAZING?!!

I love you, Kenny Lim.

But I'll be spending our 9th month in the operation room. haha

I feel as though nostalgia has rammed into me, head-on, catapulting it's passengers into the air, in my direction, pelting me violently, hammering me into the ground - defeated.

In other words, I am reminiscing the good old days, and am missing them.

The simplicity of happiness was such a familiar, easily achievable commodity, unlike today - although there may not be a factor hindering happiness, there is a cryptic, nagging conscience etched into a crevice in your mind; causing joy and happiness to repel, to become elusive, extravagant, but beyond reach - fingertips barely grazing the surface of success.

Alas, we lie here, beneath the skies of fury and dismay - despair, disarrayed, confused and dazed. Questioning ones self, only to fall short, failing in deciphering the inexplicable story of our lives.

Oblivious of the prodigious marvel beyond all the rain and storm-clouds, awaiting our discovery, we struggle in a dense sea of perpetual and ominous becoming. Until, perhaps, offered a sincere hand, outstretched and ready - capable of fishing a distressed soul out of such foul misery, we will drown in all of evil's victory.

This may seem all too confusing, but really, it only is if you take a huge portion in one sitting.

So take the puzzle of life one piece at a time,

and appreciate every incident and circumstance with grace and poise.

wow i am so emotional right now.

my boyfriend is on a plane.

(insert sad face here)

i would;

1. buy tonnes of cook books, coz reading recipes off the laptop and internet just aren't as cool
2. have a gym at home
3. have a pool in my backyard
4. have a wonderful and impressive array of cooking utensils from baking trays to unnecessary rubber glass labels
5. have a lovely kitchen, vast and spacey, and white
6. have a fire brigade slide pole from my room, connected to the floor below
7. own a vw buggy
8. have a walk in closet
9. a really royal and grand bathroom with a jacuzzi

yea i can dream on.

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