Bookworm

I was a bookworm.. until adulthood happened. As I get back to my first love, I write my views on the books I read.

our very own outlaw

our very own outlaw

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Poor little Pluto. Yesterday a planet, today a nothing. Almost like we reprimanded pluto for not being ‘real’ and said ‘off you go’ and…

victims of war…

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The real ones. I was watching the 2.54 min video online. As I watch the mother wailing and running between her 8 year old…

blog via email…

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eureka! I have stumbled upon the “secret” path to post frequently and extensively on the blog! I feel like a 6 year old in…

no-breather weeks…

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Too many events since the last week – before Spring Break. I am just gonna record them for now, so I don’t forget ;–)…