Finally finished reading Insurgent. And all I can say is: DAMN, THE ENDING WAS SUCH A FUCKING CLIFFHANGER. Seriously. Now I have to wait for a whole year to read the next book in the series. Brilliant. Just brilliant. :|

Will post the review tomorrow.

Book geek dilemma #11: Worrying about the afterlife not because you are afraid of death, but because there might be no books or libraries in that place.

“Oh Christ, you’re reading again. When will you ever put those books down? Go out of your room for a change, get a life.”

So mom went in my room a while ago and found me reading a book again. And yup, that’s what she said to me. Of course, I got irritated but I didn’t tell her what’s on my mind because I really don’t want to have an argument with her this early in the morning. 

But here’s what I would have said: Well you know what mom? This is my life. Don’t you get that? You cannot just pluck these books away from me like some trash you want to throw away. You should be grateful that I am like this. I don’t go on about wasting away with other bad habits like drinking or smoking or drugs. I am no social butterfly or any of those sorts, but that doesn’t mean I don’t have a life. You’d say it’s the summer vacation and that I should go out and enjoy the sun but I won’t do that. Like you’ve said it’s vacation, the only time I get to read these kind of books and not those thick hardbound textbooks. My life may be around all these fictional worlds but that doesn’t mean I don’t have a real one. Trust me, if I want to go out and party with my friends, I can. And a fat lot that would cost you. But that’s just it. I DO NOT WANT TO. Reading is what makes me happy and you cannot change that. How else do you think I maintain my scholarship grant if I do not love reading so much. I wouldn’t have passed my subjects if I didn’t read extensively. Plus, I enjoy being at home, alone. I do not have to put up with other people’s business. I’d rather soak up in silence, reading books than to fake enjoy spending time with other people.

So mom, my answer to your question is never. I won’t ever put these books down and stop reading. It’s part of who I am and I don’t care if you or other people think it’s lame and boring. And trust me, it’s not a waste of my time.   

Date a guy who reads, then dump him.

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Date a guy who reads, then dump him. Watch that someone who spends endless times in a library to have a peaceful place to read slowly lessen his visitations, because you turned his sanctuary into a nostalgic place. That someone who would search for books about everlasting love suddenly turned into searching for books about relationships that couldn’t last. Watch him silently cry as he reads the words and comprehend them, knowing perfectly the feeling of lost. What you can’t see as his tears fall at the pages are your memories drowning him. He stopped believing in true love that last.

Watch him change. He is that person who is now afraid to show emotions when he’s reading a book. He doesn’t want anyone judging him about reading depressing books. He became afraid to talk about certain characters, knowing that he could see himself in their shoes.

Ever saw him, more than once, reading alone with prickling eyes? You will regret letting him go. You will remember him as you walk the aisle of the church, getting married to someone you don’t love.

Find the guy you dumped that reads and see the condition of his book. The books that he swore to you he’d never damage is filled of dog eared pages. Remember when it looked brand new even when he have read it many times? It doesn’t break his heart to see it worn out, because you already broke his heart. Inside are heartbreaking notes on the side of the pages, highlights and underlined sentences that stuck to him. The spine is bent and creased because he cried himself on top of it to sleep. Some words are illegible because the ink smeared from the tears that dropped down on the pages.

And every time he passes by, a frown shows on the librarian’s face. He stopped talking to the librarian, because his charm has been replaced with sorrow.

He very well know that he is not perfect, and that he has challenges to face just like any other character in a good novel. Now, as each chapter unfolds, he is waiting for the climax of his life. He is waiting for someone to save his day, to change him and pull him out of his misery. Someone to be there and comfort him because you’re not there anymore to do exactly just that. He wants to start a new chapter and have new adventures, yet no one is there to do that with him. He awaits, hanging on the words of his book.

It gets worst. You might find the guy who reads that you dumped on a bus on the way home. He is looking out at the window, with the world shut out behind him, this time, without a book in his hand. He is not succumb to a different world like the way he used to be. He always had a book wherever he goes, and now you really wonder what changed. What did changed? He used to prefer a book as a good company. Now, he is with no one, with nothing in his hand. He is alone, really alone, this time.

What have you done to the guy who used to read?

Date a man who reads, then break his heart. You will not see him awake at 2 o’clock in the morning with his bedside lamp trying to finish the last chapters of his book, as a girl who snores clings beside him. You’re that girl. Well, at least, not anymore. He stopped reading, maybe just for awhile, maybe for good. He does not talk to someone on ungodly hours about a story or any character. He lost his desire on reading books. His eloquent opinions are gone, replaced with silence that is far too strong to break.

Date a guy who reads, then dump him. Break his heart. He does not deserve it, but you don’t deserve him. He deserves someone better.

TEARS. IN MY EYES. RIGHT NOW.

Wow. Just, wow. Replace all the “him” with “her” and it’s perfect for me. This happened to me before. The way you wrote this piece brought such painful memories, surging back in front of very eyes. But then that was before. I got over it, and thankfully, I am back in my world of books. Although, like what’s written here, I cling to stories of tragedy, death and loss. Darker themes appeal to me more since I can find bits of myself in those characters, those who felt the bitter lashes of life.

Guys, I need your help again. I’m almost done reading John Green’s Will Grayson, Will Grayson and I just am staring at my bookshelf not knowing what on earth to read next. Will you help me choose between these babies?

• Speak by Laurie Halse Anderson
• Blood Red Road by Moira Young
• Sputnik Sweetheart by Haruki Murakami
• Boy Meets Boy by David Levithan
• Blindness by Jose Saramago
• The Absolutely True Diary of a Part-Time Indian by Sherman Alexie

I trust you to pick out the best guys! Thank you in advance. :)

For now, I’ll just continue re-watching Doctor Who with the tenth Doctor. Just because I want to see David Tennant’s brilliance once again.

Words that would probably be the reasons I kill someone.

5. Why would I need to read a boring book when I could watch the movie?

4. Oh, I made a teeny tiny rip on one page of your favorite book. It’s just really small.

3.  There are far better things to do than read books.

2. Those are just characters inside a book. They are not real, they do not exist.

1. Sorry, I lost your book. I mean, we’re friends so it’s fine, right?

Bookworm must-have: Discount Card.

Every two years, I get one of this from my favorite bookstore, Fully Booked. This discount card gives me 10% off on every book for cash purchases and 5% off for credit card purchases. Knowing that I am a huge hoarder of books, I really use this card often. The 10% discount is not a very big deduction but it’s very significant when I’m buying more than 5 books in one go. Sometimes, the discounted price allows me fit one more books in my budget. Whenever that happens, I would smile in full delight. It’s sad that other bookstores don’t have this. Before, I used to own a powercard from Powerbooks but then, I lost it and powercards aren’t available anymore. It is a big help in my book shopping. I am not very rich, you know and I still want to buy so many other books. Haha.

Book geek dilemma #10: During sale season: Having two voices in your head at the same time. One is forcing you not to enter the bookstore, while the other urges you to go in and buy books. Problem is, you don’t know which voice to listen to.