Thursday, June 26, 2008

Books Books Books.

This weather is really making me wonder if mother nature knows the difference between spring and summer. I just want to make it clear to her that most of the rain was suppose to stay in spring... and that now it is officially summer. FYI!

I other news, last night was my brother's high school graduation. I was so proud of him for winning the Art awards ($500 reward for his talent!!) which was presented to him in front of everyone. He is really talented and I know that he deserved that for his hard work this year (in art... not so much in his other studies). Now he is officially a graduate and I wish him much success in his post-secondary studies.

I, on the other hand, am the proud academic of the family who spends all of her free time reading books. Escaping into the works of fiction are helping me make it through the summer. I'm already on my tenth novel of the summer. I'm discovering a true love for historically based fiction novels... as those make up a large portion of my accomplishments, but I am certainly not limiting myself to that particular genre. The list so far is: (in order of which I read)

1. My Anastasia - Sharon Stewart
2. Of mice and men - John Steinbeck
3. The scarlet letter - Nathaniel Hawthorne
4. The picture of Dorian Gray - Oscar Wilde
5. Angela's ashes - Frank McCourt
6. The count of Monte Cristo - Alexandre Dumas
7. White Oleander - Janet Fitch
8. The secret life of bees - Sue Monk Kidd
9. Night - Elie Wiesel

And now I'm currently reading The kitchen boy - Robert Alexander.

Thursday, June 19, 2008

I should update more

I pretty much can assure you that nothing much has happened since my last post that is worthy of mention. There was that one thing... which I hope you know I won't forget... and certainly did not appreciate as I don't think it was deserved. That (and the aftermath) only solidified my views on you.

Work has pretty much been my savior. It allows me to escape and have a few hours of quiet time every morning. Most people would be jealous that I get to work in such a peaceful environment for three hours before our store opens, but nature just doesn't do it for me... the mosquitoes are enough to drive me insane! At least I feel that I am well liked by my fellow employees, despite the fact that I seem to have laid upon them the impression of extreme innocence. I can assure you that this wasn't done on purpose, as I have just realized that this is a common opinion of me. Of course much of it is true, as admit that I am no rebel child, but I know that I'm certainly no saint, and the idea that someone would refrain from swearing in front of me is laughable. I don't know how to change my image at work without doing something drastic. When I asked why people thought that I was like this, the most common answer was due to my extreme responsibility and desire to do things properly. I don't understand why this would make me be seen as so innocent.... and unfortunately those are traits that I would never change about myself. ... So I guess I'm stuck with the image I didn't chose to create. After all, I can always live for the shock value of revealing my true nature to them at just the right moments. He he he.