I bought less books this season because now I’m on a book buying ban. If I wasn’t, this haul would have been a whole heck of a lot longer. I’m trying to cut down on the number of books I’m buying to match the rate I read. Back in the day, I used to have a lot of time to read, but school happened and now I barely have time to sleep. Continue reading
I can’t believe that February is already over! School has been a [insert choice of word here] lately, so I haven’t been posting or reading as much as I want to be. Most of the books I read this month were either graphic novels or assigned to me for my English class.
Hopefully I’ll do better next month, but with midterms around the corner, I highly doubt it.
“Aaaaah! You’re not crazy,” my mom says again, waving a wet plate at me. “Stop saying you’re crazy. People will think you’re a lunatic.”
And it’s true. They will. I Google the word “lunatic” on my phone and read her one of the definitions.
Lunatic: (noun) Wildly or giddily foolish
My mom pauses, stares at me, and finally sighs in resignation, recognizing way too much of me in that definition. “Huh,” she says, shrugging thoughtfully as she turns back to the sink. “So maybe ‘crazy’ isn’t so bad after all.”
Sometimes crazy is just right.
Title: Furiously Happy: A Funny Book About Horrible Things
Author: Jenny Lawson
Published: September 22, 2015
This isn’t my normal read, but I read this book because my English teacher assigned us to read a biography. I couldn’t find one that actually interested me until I came across this one on Goodreads. There were so many great reviews, and so I thought why the heck not.
WARNING: I HAVE NO IDEA HOW SOMEONE CAN SPOIL AN AUTOBIOGRAPHY, BUT IT MIGHT HAPPEN PAST THIS POINT. PROCEED WITH CAUTION.