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Books, books and more books!

Books. Truth to be told, I’m a total slave for books like novels and comic books. And since I’ve finally had my free time after a long tedious semester, I’m going to review on some novels that I’ve read in the past few years. Here it goes!

  1. Slam (by Nick Hornby)

The first Nick Hornby’s novel I read was A Long Way Down and I’ve been a fan of his work ever since. This novel, Slam, was about a teen boy named Sam, 16 years of age, accidentally impregnated a teen girl of his age named Alicia. This isn’t a novel about teenage pregnancy (or it is, I don’t know), but the main point of the whole story is about a boy surviving his teenage years while still searching for his true identity, escaping from his broken family (divorced parents). His way of controlling his teenage rage (by talking to imaginary Tony Hawk) is probably one of those deepest secrets one of us had when we were just teenagers, and I can relate to that. Another reason I love this novel is by how Hornby pulls out a hint of comedy throughout the story, even if the main characters is being faced a life-changing problem. Hornby is truly a poet of the everyday.

    2.  Have A Little Faith (by Mitch Albom)

Now, now. Who doesn’t love a book written by Mitch Albom? There’s not a book of Mitch Albom’s work that I do not like reading it. The flow, the story, the emotional content of the story, the way he explains the main character’s feelings through words…never fails to captivate me. This novel is based on a true event; a Rabbi (the author’s Rabbi) asking the author to do a eulogy during the Rabbi’s funeral. Through this simple task, the author got to know the life of a man of faith; on how he dealt with discrimination & pain, from being one of the poorest kid in town to losing his own daughter, yet he’s still a man of faith till the end of his life. The story is also focusing on a man named Henry; a convict and a drug-dealer who turned out to be a man of God. This book shows just how strong the power of forgiveness is. I dare say, this one book might be life-changing to some people, like myself.

   3.  Japan, Seriously (by David Lazarus)

This is a bonus. A compilation of stories on the culture and life of the real Japanese. Stretching from the little thing like their beliefs in UFOs to their sex life & gender discrimination in everyday life. I wasn’t convinced by the cover of the book at first, until I read the first story about The World’s Biggest Bra. This book is a must if you’re looking for refreshingly funny yet informative (not to mention educative) book.

   4. Pride And Prejudice And Zombies (by Jane Austen & Seth Grahame-Smith)

If you’re a fan of Jane Austen’s famous work Pride And Prejudice and an urban legends enthusiast as well, this is just the perfect book for you. Probably not a suitable book for the real fans of Jane Austen works because the addition on Lizzy is a kung-fu master and how the ball is attacked by a group of zombies is a common thing and how the zombies are feasting upon the people’s exposed brains and intestines, might be very disturbing. Another plus point of this book; they have pictures of zombies in it! Worth every penny I spent.

   5. For One More Day (by Mitch Albom)

An honest, touching story about a man who failed to kill himself and was brought back to his past. He encountered his mother whom he had not seen after she died of heart attack. This is a story of an eternal love of a mother, how she truly loved his son, no matter how screwed up he is, even after she died. Ultimate tear-jerker.

That’s it for now. I still have another books to go through including Micth Albom’s The Time Keeper, Khaled Hosseini’s A Thousand Splendid Sun and John Steinbeck’s Of Mice And Men. Will definitely do a review on them. 

"There is no friend as loyal as books." - Ernest Hemingway 

The Passport Theory

Have you ever thought of where are you gonna be in the next few years or what will you become in 5 years?

There I was packing for my trip back to my parent’s home. You see, I’m living miles away from my parents and my trip back home is the kind of trip you need to bring your passport along. I’ve been living for almost 6 years using a passport as my identity card so I’m always taking a good care of it by keeping it inside my drawer. Whenever I need it for any banking transactions, I don’t have to search through every corner of my room. It’s always in my drawer, neatly placed.

Today, I realized something. That particular passport has been with me for 5 years. I went through it, flipping every page as if I was reading my favorite Seth-Grahamme Smith’s novel. Looking through my expired student’s visas, grinning at my picture and thinking how plump I was 5 years back and then there it was; the date of issue & date of expiry.

You might think how stupid I sound right now as I’m writing down how these dates matter. They do matter. This passport was issued 5 years ago. I remember the day how my teacher granted my mom’s permission to take me to the Indonesian embassy to renew my passport. I remember how my picture was taken; an old-man taking my picture with old-fashioned four-lenses camera. I’m not sure if I can be proud of this but I might have the memory’s of an elephant. Nah. Kidding. If I did I wouldn’t be struggling in memorizing those insane engineering formulas. Anyways, I clearly remembered the moment I received my passport & looking at the date of expiry; it was dated in the year of 2013.

2013. ‘Wow. Where am I gonna be in 2013? What will I be in 2013? Do I get to go to one of the top universities in Germany? Am I going to be studying journalism following the steps of Cristiane Amanpour of CNN? Am I going to have a witty, well-build boyfriend just as I wanted? Am I going to look better with perfectly-shaped eyebrows like Penelope Cruz and well-toned body like Fergie?’

That day, 2013 sounded crazy. It’s going to be awesome, I thought. Well, as I’m writing this down, it is the 31st of October (Halloween!) 2012. It’s not 2013, just yet, but 2012 is coming to an end and none of those wishes came true. I didn’t get  to go to one of the best universities in Germany. I’m not following the step of Cristiane Amanpour. I don’t have a boyfriend and I don’t have those.. uuh y’know.

Things don’t always go as we want them to be. I might not majoring in journalism, but chemical engineering doesn’t sound so bad, though a really great amount of efforts and sacrifices are needed to go through it and by taking a count of how much money can be generated once you’re working in one of those giant oil companies in the Middle East. I might not have the perfect & dreamy boyfriend I wanted, but I made new friends and I swear to every diaper-wearing primates in this whole world, they are as awesome as my well-build imaginary boyfriend. Things happen for a reason and I believe those things I wanted, didn’t happen a reason.

It’s funny to think how deep in thought I can go through just by looking at a nearly-expired passport. As I used to say, future is uncertain and it’s beyond our human capability to predict. That’s life. We can only muddle through it, having the appetite for risks, not fearing of falling down and have the ability to bounce back to the top if we do.

Life is like a hard candy with surprise center. And if you ever get to the center, enjoy it while it lasts. ;)

"Losers live in the past. Winners learn from the past and enjoy working in the present toward the future." - Denis Waitley

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suicideblonde:

Audrey Hepburn

suicideblonde:

Audrey Hepburn

yelyahwilliams:

thefuzzydave:

Three Grandmothers watch the Kim Kardashian sex video. Best 90 seconds you’ll spend today.

I declare this my new favorite video.

“WAIT TIL THEY SHOW YOU THE PROFILE!”

fun. - Call Me Maybe (cover)

yelyahwilliams:

shil0h:

fun. | Call Me Maybe (cover)

I am in love with this.

When will fun. do anything that’s less than brilliant?

I thank God for fun. for making the song so much better.

(Source: sherrice)

nimbuswild7:

monaux:

Deep in the forest, where heavy feet sink,you mightn’t be quite as alone as you think. 

monaux:

Deep in the forest, where heavy feet sink,
you mightn’t be quite as alone as you think. 

(Source: karlkwasny)