Monday, May 28, 2007 . 11:02 PM
1. Wake up at 8:30AM
2. Read Eragon while eating breakfast.
3. After breakfast, read some more of Eragon.
4. Grudgingly do work.
5. Read Eragon again.
6. Do some more work.
7. Eat lunch.
8. Read Eragon.
9. Do work.
10. Go online for a while.
11. Be happy with all the work I've done, then mope around the whole day.
12. Joy, Mum's back.
13. Eat dinner.
14. Eragon Feeeeeeeeeeeeeeeever.
15. Read Eragon before sleeping.
That's basically it. ERAGONERAGONERAGONERAGONERAGONERAGONERAGON...
Whoohoooooooooo!
I just finished reading it, 730 pages. I loved it. I'm going to read it again before returning it to Ian and start reading Eldest. Ian says it makes you sleep, but .. WHO CARES?!
Wheeeheeeee!
I'm going to persuade Mum to buy me a copy of my own. THE WHOLE SERIES. Can't wait for Book Three of the Inheritance...and I haven't even read Eldest yet.
So after reading Eragon, I have discovered something: BEST BOOK EVER READ.
Okay, now onto the sad news.
My Mum wants to get a tutor for Chinese. I almost flipped last night when she told me, when we were eating our dinner at the food court, before going to Zhong's concert.
Honestly? What can a tutor do NOW, we've already finished the first syllabus. And now I AM motivated to work harder...[which is why I am going to log off and do some Chinese after this. I promise, on Eragon.]
And I got a month [FINE, a month minus two days] to catch up with...myself?
Now that SA1 is over, it's work all the way. Oh yes, and did I mention how much I'm looking forward to the supplementary classes?
For an ENTIRE WEEK, supplementary classes. And one day for that stupid netball sports clinic. I am in no mood to go ANYWHERE, I just want to mope around at home and read my precious Eragon over and over again. I don't care.
But still, I have no choice.. the education system here in Singapore is so extremely cheem. I can't even have the opportunity to be a farm girl and have some real fun, hunt in the forest, stumble upon a dragon egg, have a dragon hatchling, name it Saphira, raise it up, train with Brom, learn to use magic, RIDE A DRAGON, meet that hot guy Murtagh, rescue Arya, go to the Varden, and fight with them.
I'd give ANYTHING [almost anything] to have that kind of lifestyle...even if it means losing my uncle, not being in contact with Roran, having my farmhouse burnt down, suffering bruises and cuts from sparring and traveling with Brom, barely having any sleep, being weakened by the uses of magic, losing Brom, dehydrated, starved...almost dying...and not knowing how to read at first, being attacked by Urgals, Raz' zacs, Kulls...
Whooo...what a sense of humour I have. Well, I bet all those other Eragon readers would see things through my point of view. That is what I call a fun lifestyle.
But here in the reality, I have supplementary classes, not dragon eggs.