spin #1

The spin number has been chosen and it’s….






Oh, wait! What were we talking about?


Oh! Yes! The spin number is……

Number ONE!!!



Initially I was really nervous because I had no idea what my number one was, and then I checked and I was really mad at myself for writing my ‘Five I Dread’ first on my list.


So my number one was Cannery Row by John Steinbeck. 


Not a book that I’m just absolutely dying to read, but what’s done is done.


Since before I decided to participate in the spins, I already decided to read The Sorrows of Young Werther by Goethe, I’m going to read that once I finish The Gold Coffin and then read Cannery Row after that.

I’m about halfway through The Gold Coffin and Young Werther is relatively short so hopefully I’ll be able to finish ’em all before June 7, the spin deadline.

Some things might stand in my way though:

1. My laziness.

Sometimes I forget I set myself a goal and end up snoozing my way through things.


and suddenly I realize I had something to do and I jump up like:


But that’s not my biggest concern.

2. Finals.

Now this is where things get down and dirty.


Since I’m still in school, there are things called Final Exams that I have to crab-walk myself through and they are coming up hot and heavy.


And surprise suprise, I need to actually study for those things.


I just hope they won’t steal my reading time because I’ll be mad.




Recently, I’ve been really into the show Castle.


Other than Bones and Veronica Mars, before Castle I had never been one of those girls who watched a lot of detective/murder/police shows.

But then Castle came along. [yes, in this post I’m only going to use Castle gifs to express my feels.]


I instantly fell in love with it. Not only is the main character a charming, witty, and “ruggedly handsome” writer but every single murder has a very complicated and twisted story of its own. I know every detective series has it like that too, but for some reason Castle‘s stories seem more intricately woven.

Or maybe I am biased.

Granted, the main reason I’m watching the series is not because of the amazing murder plots but because of the romantic line in the story. Sue me but I like it when the romantic plot-line in a series is well-written. And in Castle, Kate Beckett and Richard Castle are fangirl-worthy.


Seriously, who can’t love these two?

Basically, it’s about a famous mystery writer [Richard Castle] who is asked by the police to help them investigate a series of murders because the victims were murdered the same peculiar way he had written them in his books.

After they solved the case [that’s the first episode], Castle realizes he really likes solving real-life cases [plus Detective Kate Beckett is hot] so he convinces the force to let him shadow Detective Beckett on her cases for his new book inspired by her.

Long story short, the book is so successful he makes it into a series and as of now he’s been “shadowing” Beckett for six years.


Beckett keeps a lot of information about herself from Castle, while Castle is more open.

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The reason I’m writing this is not to convince you to watch it, since you should be doing that already. No, the reason I’m writing this is because I need to vent out my love for this show before I erupt into happy little corrupted butterflies and let my brain fly away.

It could happen.


To let you get an even deeper insight about my feels for this show, here’s a gif that represents my facial expression when Castle‘s on.

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and if someone asks what the hell is wrong with me, I’ll be like:


and my dog, Yeti, will be like: “YOLO!”


And this is the end because now I’m in the mood to watch more Castle, byeeeeeeeee!

spin list.

The Spin

Here’s what you have to do: choose twenty titles from your classics book list, ( five dreaded, five you can’t wait for, five neutrals, and five free choice books.)

You post the list on your blog or whatever, and every time there is a spin and a number is chosen, you have to read the book under that number. Here is my spin list:


Five I Dread

i. Cannery Row by John Steinbeck

ii. The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn by Mark Twain

iii. The Adventures of Tom Sawyer by Mark Twain

iv. Measure for Measure by William Shakespeare

v.  The Picture of Dorian Gray by Oscar Wilde

Five I Can’t Wait For

vi. The Catcher in the Rye by J.D. Salinger

vii. The Idiot by Fyodor Dostoevsky

viii. The Complete Novels of Franz Kafka (and all other works)

ix. Decameron by Giovanni Boccaccio

x. The Divine Comedy by Dante

Five I Feel Neutral Towards

xi. A Tale of Two Cities by Charles Dickens

xii. The Sun Also Rises by Ernest Hemingway

xiii. The Diary of Anne Frank by Anne Frank

xiv. The Bell Jar by Sylvia Plath

xv. Things Fall Apart by Chinua Achebe

Five Free Choice

xvi. Invisible Man by Ralph Ellison

xvii. The Crucible by Arthur Millers

xviii. Jane Eyre by Charlotte Brontë

xix. The Secret Garden by Frances Hodgson Burnett

xx. And Then There Were None by Agatha Christie


If you want to participate in a spin, the next number is announced Monday, May 12th!


Oh god, I really hope it’s none from the dread pile….although since I compiled my classics list myself, I didn’t choose any books I really didn’t want to read so the ones I put in the dread pile are only the books I don’t feel like reading right now. I left out a lot of books on the list that I already planned a specific time to read during like: I want to read Dracula during Halloween and A Christmas Carol during Christmas.

dead thoughts.

I went to the cemetery today.


I had it all planned out. I would go there during the day with my mom as company, we’d find some place under a tree, shaded from the blazing sun, and all I’d do is write.


That is not quite how it all went down.


First, as surprising as it may be, mom didn’t feel as excited as I was to go to a cemetery. I was initially gonna go at night so it was a good idea that I didn’t mention that option to mom. It would’ve been pushing it. After convincing her that it was a great idea, we drove there with a blanket to sit on and some snacks. We wandered around a bit, looking for a shaded, kind of secluded spot while also trying not to read too many of the tombstones.


The further we went into the cemetery, the drier and more lifeless the grass became. I told mom it must have been the dead sucking the life out of the grass. That was a stupid thing to say.


We chose a looming tree to settle under and lay down the blanket. Five minutes later, I was all into the scene I was writing when mom told me that the huge tree we decided to sit by had hundreds of ants crawling over it.


Needless to say, we didn’t stay long.

We ended up at a Coffee Bean & Tea Leaf, mom sipping some steaming white chocolate while the guy behind me made me keep trying to shield my laptop screen from view so he wouldn’t read what I was writing.

We didn’t stay there long either.

And to top it all off, I wasn’t happy with what I had written so essentially the whole thing was a bust.