My attempt at the 2009 100+ Reading Challenge starts here.
Fate has brought you to this sketchbook - a slice of life behind the eyes of a seventeen-year-old Filipina residing in sunny England.
Aly & AJ - Chemicals React
I admit - I don’t have a list of resolutions this year. However, I came across someone’s blog just recently and decided to have a go at this reading challenge.
A hundred books? That’s a long way to go. It’s nearly March now and so far, I’m only on my fourth book. Which is why I think having an attempt at this will get my molecules colliding.
When I was fourteen, I had a reading rate of about five books per month. It’s a shame that I barely have any time now to drop by the local library ang get a handful of reads. I hope this challenge works out well. I’m pretty sure that working my way up to a hundred will make me a better person, if not wiser, by the end of 2009.
The 100+ Reading Challenge is hosted at J. Kaye’s Book Blog. The mechanics are pretty simple. All you have to do is sign up for it and get reading. Keep a list of the books you are reading. Blogging about how well you are doing or how interesting you find a particular book is also a good way of keeping you motivated as well as letting you keep track of what you have read.
If you don’t reach the mark, that’s okay - trying is what’s important (and simply enjoying the sinking of words into your system, of course). I’m not saying that I’m definitely going to be able to read a hundred or more books this year but I’m pretty much up for the challenge
Please visit J. Kaye’s Book Blog if this entry gave your heartstring a tug at some point, sign up (it’s free and doesn’t take more than two seconds) and unleash the bookaholic in you. Have fun! :]
I will be updating this entry as I go along with the challenge. This will serve as my reading list. ^_^ I might put up a scroll box or something on my sidebar later on to list the titles. I will also be posting up my reviews on the books that I have read this year.
To be continued…
Norah Jones - Time After Time (Acoustic)
A family friend has died today.
Even my grandfather is very likely to breathe his last tomorrow.
It’s silly how life is intertwined with vines of joy. And a whole lot of sadness later on. I pray for the family the former has left behind - especially for his little kid who I hold close to my heart. I pray for my lolo who I’ve only met for three instances in my life, but nevertheless had a great impact on me in a way that words cannot explain.
Death can cause despair. But it can also show us how blessed we are with our own.
We meet people at different points in our life. It may take a very long time for the roads to cross again, but they still will eventually.
It has just been a couple of hours after my last update. Lo and behold, here’s a new one. Lol :]
Three full pages of my report are now over and done with. I have less than an hour to prep up for school and arrive on time for registration. It’s really weird that I sometimes come in just one second before the bell rings considering that I live just next to the school. Literally.
Here goes another attempt at liking Maths and ICT. Good thing I only have two subjects today.
Having less than five hours of sleep is not pretty. But, as most things go in life, I have to make amendments to an otherwise peaceful doze.
A word-processing document stares idly back at me at the moment - I need to finish this report on current working practices for my ICT class this afternoon. It’s just a case of what-if’s and could’ve-been’s, really. I am now contemplating on things that could have happened if I never chose ICT for my A-levels.
The subject is really good - don’t get me wrong. I just can’t stand one of the people in my class. Let’s just say she’s one giant photocopying machine and all the ideas I put into my project eventually get altered and put into hers. It is so apparent where she gets every feature and whatnot of her multimedia product from. I really don’t get how there are people like these - people who feel good about themselves only because they have a host to cling on to.
And, no, I am not bitching about her at five in the morning. This is just my side of the story. Enough said. I really just want to pluck this out of my system. Geez - problems are aging me quite fast! And I’m barely even eighteen. =/
