Don’t judge a book by its cover (1/3)

In life, there are things that become cliché, or perhaps overrated, mainly because people say it too much, do it too often, or simply use it more than necessary. After fourteen years of existence, it was only just this week that I’ve really known the meaning of the quote above. Literally.

Fifty

A few months ago, I recall a certain book trending on twitter. The title was pretty interesting and reminded me of the book-turned-movie, 500 Days of Summer. I really thought that book was about a very, very long summer -- but it obviously wasn't  I like how some authors come up with pretty witty book titles -- titles that may mean like this but it means something else, then you’d be like ‘Ohhh, I get it.’

Anyway, the title of the book that trended was none another than Fifty Shades of Grey.

That weekend, my eldest cousin -- she’s 22 -- approached me and told me about the book. “That’s what I’m reading right now,” she whispered to me. Our aunt who knew about a lot of things was nearby sitting and watching TV. “Fifty Shades? I heard it’s a good book,” I lied, in order to keep the conversation going. “Don’t you read that. It’s not good for you,” my aunt butted in and my cousin’s eyes widened, signalling me to stop talking about it. “What…? It’s not that I’ve read it. I just heard about it, that’s all,” I explained, and my cousin smirked. She even showed me the pdf file of the trilogy on her iPhone, and I eventually lost interest.

The Fifty Shades rave didn't stop from there. My classmates started talking about it, how dreamy Christian Grey was and all that. That made me want to know about the book. I decided to google it. I am known as that girl who googles things she doesn’t know about. Isn’t that Google’s purpose anyway? 

Going back, I found out that the author, EL James, wrote two more sequels, Fifty Shades Darker, and Fifty Shades Freed respectively. It was highly noted that it was erotic, and being a teenager who knows too much for her age, I kinda didn’t want to read it. 

I think that this trilogy might be disturbing for me (BDSM, anyone?).  I plan on reading it because my friends are so engrossed to it, and I'm feeling left out. Curiosity kills the cat, they say, but I don't mind. Curiosity leads us to roads -- big roads -- and in the future once we become successful we'll be thanking our curiosity for that. 

I just hope that Fifty Shades of Grey wouldn't be too harsh or detailed. And I hope it wouldn't be too dirty. I also hope there will be less mentions on sex toys, because as comfortable I am with talking about sex, I still get shivers when I hear about sex toys. Finally, I hope Fifty Shades would exceed my expectations -- in a good way.

Getting to know you

It’s been a while since I last posted, since school’s starting to become stressful again. Fortunately, being a ‘computer addict’, I still find time to go online. So I decided to post for the sake of updating and keeping this blog up.

For this post, I want you all to get to know me better. I have a few facts about me that would probably make you know me the way I know myself. Like Sam from The Perks of Being a Wallflower, I want people to like me for me, and not just for what they think of me. 

Well, here are things about me, and I do hope you find me interesting. I’ll be doing things like this from time to time, because I kinda easily forget.

1. I have this habit of googling a celebrity after I encounter them (movie, TV show, personal encounter, and the like). I scan through their wikipedia page (or fansite) and instantly check their personal lives. This is weird, but I really want the people I adore to be happy in real life, and not just on tv or on the big screens.
2. I easily get attached. Materialistically speaking or not, I get attached. If I lose the person or thing I’m starting to get attached to, I’d get sad.
3. I get an adrenaline rush whenever I speak in front of people. I’ve experienced this during a performance task in Public Speaking (English Elective) and a contest a year ago.
4. And whenever I speak in front of people, I speak with my American accent. I don’t know if it’s an American accent, but most of my audience tell me I’ve got an accent when I talk.
5. I started wearing glasses at age 3. It was hereditary -- got it from my mum.
6. I traced my roots a few months back, and it showed that I wasn’t 100% Filipino. I have traces of Portuguese, Spanish, Chinese, and French. And I’ve realised that Filipino is a mixed race, so I guess that makes me super hybrid?
7. I am an anglophile. No, it wasn’t because of One Direction. It was kind of because of Harry Potter. I fancied their accents so much.
8. Speaking of accents, I have the ability of mimicking accents. I can do British, Australian, and American accents. I am still trying to perfect my French and German accents.
9. I always practice the way I speak, so I read articles on the front page of our newspaper out loud. 
10. I try not to care about what other people say about me, but when people I love criticise me or judge me, I end up getting too conscious.

Day 19 of 365

Your thoughts on your family

One thing’s for sure: my family is imperfect and I love it.

Basically, my relationship with my family kinda went downhill last year. I think puberty’s one of the million reasons why. I don’t regret it, because the fights… the arguments, and whatnots made me and my family stronger.

This topic is too personal for me to rave about. Sorry.