just minishorts.

I finished The Da Vinci Code in five hours. It's the first book I've read in ages. First non-self-help book (I was literally swimming in Florence Littauer's Personality Plus a few months ago, and then passing my Mars and Venus on a Date to friends while explicating defining pages from John Gray's invaluable tips for the modern serial dater.) And then Teck Liet was raving over Dan Brown's thriller and how it was a page a minute kind of turner, so I got it.

Now I'm looking at the stacks of books I bought from bookfairs and stole from OUP's ravishing warehouse takeouts and thinking, 'Where should I start?'

I've got an unfinished copy of Different Seasons (I'm stuck after Rita Hayworth and the Shawshank Redemption) and Sylvia Nassar's A Beautiful Mind. I've got a pwetty RM 1 copy of Austen's Pride and Prejudice that's begging to be re-read… and then more obscure marked up copies of the Oxford Classics, ranging from The Mill on the Floss to The Moonstone and The Old Curiosity Shop. And I sort of promised myself to re-read the latest installment of Harry Potter several months ago. That's left undone still.

Tomorrow's a back-to-work day. I wonder if I'll ever get around to finishing all these books AND my thesis AND my work AND whatever's left hiding the cupboard under the unbrushed dust. With all the time I've left to myself, I guess it's just a matter of choosing whether to sleep, play with unknown shooters, to dilly dally as should a 24-year-old I've-just-come-of-age-woman usually does, or to absolutely dig out all those organizers I used to keep when I was dating that guy who manufactured organizers (now that was an absolute dig, I've got all sorts of diaries with my name engraved on them) and put them to good use at last.

Or maybe I'll just settle back into trying to make sure my Essentials of English gets put to good use and slip in a line or two of those into the performative art of legal plagiary. Do you understand?

And The Incredibles beckons me this weekend.

BTW, most people seem to misunderstand what's happening. Its really a laugh, considering this: weiyo, don't lah speculate. I know, I know, its a drama unfurling before your very eyes, but GAAAAAHHHH…. drama pun bukan drama sangat lerrrrrrr…. get it?

I've been overdosing on Green Tea again yeah.

Why am I crapping so much? I'll tell you why. The holidays are ending. It's a sad, sad day for all of us. Raya or no Raya. Back to work isn't ever good news.

I'm going back to shooting obscure strangers. See ya.

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