I seriously want to read this novel/book or whatever the hell it is. It's so, me. And when I find a quiet, shady spot, I'll sit there for hours just indulging every single letter, phrase, sentence, paragraph and chapter. I'd really like that - the feeling of escapism you get from reading novels. And really, I need to escape from this crazy world.

And the two week break is not a holiday. There are still assignments due. I promise myself I am going to finish my to-do list today, and I will, just give me the time of day to escape from it all. An hour or two. Screw it, I'm going to the library.

This blog is really emotionally challenged. I must be jaded.