Convention? Bah.
May. 17th, 2009 06:56 pmIt amused immensely me that the first thing to wish me happy birthday was my mp3 player. There were fireworks flashing on the screen and everything! Totally did not know it could do that.
Went on my eagerly anticipated book shopping excursion Friday, gosh I am so happy. Books, how I hath misseth thee! *starry eyes* I enjoyed school immensely, but it's great to breathe again, really, it is. Winn and Mon came with as a birthday treat since we all celebrate within days of each other. I felt kind of bad, though, because Winn doesn't share quite the same passion for books, and Mon and I were essentially dragging her about.
She says watching the two of us do our odd shopping rituals was entertaining... I feel guilty, yet at the same time I don't because I enjoyed my time in Chapters. Is that being too selfish?
The outting was cut short because, while Mon and I can ignore our stomachs in the name of literature, the friends she brought along couldn't. Do you have any idea how mentally exhausting it is to go through a huge floor of books in a hour? It was a bit disappointing that we couldn't stay longer, but I finally got my hands on Maggie Stiefvater's Lament. I was beginning to suspect that Chapters was conspiring against me, it was never in stock the previous times I checked. Yes, I could order online, but given the YesAsia favours my sister is already granting me... I think I'll leave it be.
I spent yesterday with Ness and Winn. I don't think my parents were too pleased with me skipping my birthday, but we no longer do anything on special ocassions. Admittedly, it didn't seem like such a step up, at first, to be with friends since at first we didn't have any particular plans. After a while, though, we just decided to hang out at one of the public centres downtown -it has a lounge area- and we spent our time there till dinner. (Chinese cuisine 4TW.)
Winn started teaching Ness and I Cantonese, and I scared her because I apparently have a fantastic accent, and I'm a really quick study. I think I was just as happy as her because there's no better feeling than being told you're good at something you like.
And, uh, I'm sick. Blimey.
Went on my eagerly anticipated book shopping excursion Friday, gosh I am so happy. Books, how I hath misseth thee! *starry eyes* I enjoyed school immensely, but it's great to breathe again, really, it is. Winn and Mon came with as a birthday treat since we all celebrate within days of each other. I felt kind of bad, though, because Winn doesn't share quite the same passion for books, and Mon and I were essentially dragging her about.
She says watching the two of us do our odd shopping rituals was entertaining... I feel guilty, yet at the same time I don't because I enjoyed my time in Chapters. Is that being too selfish?
The outting was cut short because, while Mon and I can ignore our stomachs in the name of literature, the friends she brought along couldn't. Do you have any idea how mentally exhausting it is to go through a huge floor of books in a hour? It was a bit disappointing that we couldn't stay longer, but I finally got my hands on Maggie Stiefvater's Lament. I was beginning to suspect that Chapters was conspiring against me, it was never in stock the previous times I checked. Yes, I could order online, but given the YesAsia favours my sister is already granting me... I think I'll leave it be.
I spent yesterday with Ness and Winn. I don't think my parents were too pleased with me skipping my birthday, but we no longer do anything on special ocassions. Admittedly, it didn't seem like such a step up, at first, to be with friends since at first we didn't have any particular plans. After a while, though, we just decided to hang out at one of the public centres downtown -it has a lounge area- and we spent our time there till dinner. (Chinese cuisine 4TW.)
Winn started teaching Ness and I Cantonese, and I scared her because I apparently have a fantastic accent, and I'm a really quick study. I think I was just as happy as her because there's no better feeling than being told you're good at something you like.
And, uh, I'm sick. Blimey.