…. and kara and i were just talking about labels yesterday.
Anonymous asked: Do you mind being called a bookworm or does it makes you uncomfortable?
good question. most of the time no, i don’t mind it, but there are times when i am really bothered. it’s hard not to, especially when people throw that word at me as if it’s a bad thing?? my family does that to me. but yeah, whatever.
i cannot get my last dream out of my head so i’m gonna write it down — just to get it out of my system. so, yesterday i had a dream about the rescue mission from mockingjay, but it was all wrong ‘cause for one thing, peeta was a part of the rescue mission. meaning that, peeta wasn’t tortured and instead, beetee was in his place. and thirdly, wiress was there too! it was weird, to say the least because duh, she’s dead! while the rest of the rescue team members were scattered, peeta went into annie’s cell and urgently but slowly, he walked towards her (she was balled up at the corner). it was as if he was approaching a wild animal because he was being very careful. and when he got close to her, annie looked up at him with a puzzled look. i could tell she was scared. and then, when she FINALLY recognized him, she gave him a warm smile. and GOD she is beautiful. so, so beautiful. even i was amazed. she reached out for him and put her hand on either side of his cheeks. after that, she did something that completely surprised me. she kissed his forehead, his nose and his cheeks. she did all these so tenderly, peeta was caught off guard. at first he stiffed but then he relaxed and gave her a worried smile. BUT GET THIS, she chuckled and kissed him on the lips!! it was so fucking cute. it was a very innocent kiss. <3 i’m not sure if he kissed her back because i fucking woke up after that!!! dAMN.
before anyone ask, NO i do not ship them together. but after that dream, umm i have a lot of things to ponder on.
Anonymous asked: whats your favorite book?
so i’m supposed to state just one book? heavens no, i can’t! i cannot state just one without feeling like i’m betraying the other, oh my god. umm, so i’ll just pick my top 3 (stand-alone) okay?
the book thief by markus zusak (because that book emotionally destroyed me), stolen: a letter to my captor by lucy christopher (because that book still haunts me to this day), and thirteen reasons why by jay asher (because i still cry for the things that could have been)
this morning my mom was hanging our clothes outside and as usual, i was upstairs reading (after i was done with my chores of course). and then all of a sudden, she was screaming at the top of her lungs, i swear i thought the world was ending. lmao. she ran inside and turns out, she accidentally walked out on two cats mating, hence the screaming. i’m FUCKING LAUGHING HAHAHA