Honestly, I never really liked high school as a whole. I only liked profound, select memories, but not the entire thing. In high school, I was dreaming about how college seemed like my only escape a paradise from the hormones of hell.
I was kind of messed up in high school, so much untapped passion that came out so weird that I didn't know how to handle it. I easily get disappointed, upset and I was a nuclear bomb of angst. I delved into anime and became obsessed with it, locking myself in a room playing Japanese songs I don't understand. I never liked drawing and was never really good at it, but thanks to Anime, I bought sketchpads, very expensive pencils and drew like there's no tomorrow. I knew I don't like going out, I relished my alone time so much. At school, I got kicked out of a dance class and confronted a classmate while peeling potatoes in a cooking class. There was this one camping session that I didn't change clothes for 24 hours and I honestly think I can sue the school for this. I was not organized and was all over the place with lots of acne. I didn't know what to do when I grew up.
But I don't have poor self esteem or anything like that. In fact, I loved myself so much to the point of not really caring what other people would say or think of me. I'm kinda selfish with my needs, and still am. I'm the type who didn't excel and didn't fail either. I'm just somewhere trying to observe and wish high school would end.
Thinking about my high school past makes me cringe As much as possible, I don't want to go back to that messed up state. I was like a wood adrift in the middle of a very vast turbulent sea. For a person who never really enjoyed high school, Perks of Being a Wallflower was a treat. It's as if I know these characters so well.
The book is an easy read, it's as if reading private entries of a high schooler's diary. The story makes you remember how simple and complicated it is to grow up.
I recommended this to my brother. I already put it in his shelf. In fact, he's in a better state in high school than I ever was. Actually both him and my sister love high school. I just don't get it sometimes.
So, I'm choosing on what to read next. And it's always a challenge. Sometimes I'd stare at my unruly shelf for an hour without coming up with a decision. I'm not choosing an epic-worthy book for the fear of not finishing it on time. I intend to finish it next Monday just in time to start my book for my beach escape.
And I'm recently leaning towards a book I bought in National Book Store's sale.
Pure by Julianna Baggot.
It's a national best seller about some post apocalyptic system. I smell similarities with that of Hunger Games, The Maze Runner and Divergent. I saw this displayed in Podium's Bestsellers store two months ago in their new releases section. I was a bit interested. And there I was, at the right time and place, lucky enough to find a copy worth 75 bucks from the NBS sale.
What gives? A slight dirt at the bottom of the page and when I say slight...it is slight. If this turns out to be crap, at least I only bought it for 75 bucks and equally fed my curiosity. But if this turns out to be great, I got myself an amazing bargain.
I was kind of messed up in high school, so much untapped passion that came out so weird that I didn't know how to handle it. I easily get disappointed, upset and I was a nuclear bomb of angst. I delved into anime and became obsessed with it, locking myself in a room playing Japanese songs I don't understand. I never liked drawing and was never really good at it, but thanks to Anime, I bought sketchpads, very expensive pencils and drew like there's no tomorrow. I knew I don't like going out, I relished my alone time so much. At school, I got kicked out of a dance class and confronted a classmate while peeling potatoes in a cooking class. There was this one camping session that I didn't change clothes for 24 hours and I honestly think I can sue the school for this. I was not organized and was all over the place with lots of acne. I didn't know what to do when I grew up.
But I don't have poor self esteem or anything like that. In fact, I loved myself so much to the point of not really caring what other people would say or think of me. I'm kinda selfish with my needs, and still am. I'm the type who didn't excel and didn't fail either. I'm just somewhere trying to observe and wish high school would end.
Thinking about my high school past makes me cringe As much as possible, I don't want to go back to that messed up state. I was like a wood adrift in the middle of a very vast turbulent sea. For a person who never really enjoyed high school, Perks of Being a Wallflower was a treat. It's as if I know these characters so well.
The book is an easy read, it's as if reading private entries of a high schooler's diary. The story makes you remember how simple and complicated it is to grow up.
I recommended this to my brother. I already put it in his shelf. In fact, he's in a better state in high school than I ever was. Actually both him and my sister love high school. I just don't get it sometimes.
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So, I'm choosing on what to read next. And it's always a challenge. Sometimes I'd stare at my unruly shelf for an hour without coming up with a decision. I'm not choosing an epic-worthy book for the fear of not finishing it on time. I intend to finish it next Monday just in time to start my book for my beach escape.
And I'm recently leaning towards a book I bought in National Book Store's sale.
Pure by Julianna Baggot.
It's a national best seller about some post apocalyptic system. I smell similarities with that of Hunger Games, The Maze Runner and Divergent. I saw this displayed in Podium's Bestsellers store two months ago in their new releases section. I was a bit interested. And there I was, at the right time and place, lucky enough to find a copy worth 75 bucks from the NBS sale.
What gives? A slight dirt at the bottom of the page and when I say slight...it is slight. If this turns out to be crap, at least I only bought it for 75 bucks and equally fed my curiosity. But if this turns out to be great, I got myself an amazing bargain.
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