Think positive. Think happy thoughts. It's the weekend, I should- must- be happy and relax after such a stressful and emotionally-taxing week. Sleep in. Read. Listen to music. Watch a few chick flicks- anything that'll help.
I'm so glad all my tests are over and my history essay has been handed in. I don't think I did well in any of them- I don't have any confidence of having done well. Oh well. I'm looking forward to this weeked immensely. My sister, mum and I are having a girls day-out to the city on Sunday and I'm really hoping I can buy a few books at Basement. Shop around a bit while Mum and Sandy go clothes-shopping. I want to grab a few copies of Austen and some others- maybe George Eliot? I'll see. All I know is that it'll make me happy. There's something charming about bookstores that I can't help but like. I feel as if nothing could ever go wrong in there; everything's perfect, everything's calm. It's another world and I like visiting it from time to time. I've always had this crazy fantasy-dream of sneaking into a bookstore and hiding in there until the owners close up. Then I'd sneak out and read all their books ;) Crazy, crazy me.
4 comments:
Good. One chilling out Lucy. Nice to hear. Bookshops do have a cetrain ambiance, don't they? Two of the hobgoblins in The Stolen Child creep into a library and read the books overnight.
Did you know that George Elliott's family come from where I live? Her parents are buried in the churchyard about a mile away.
REALLY JEFF? have you met any of her descendants?
and lucy, i know I keep saying this, but next movie marathon is at MY PLACE. you can sleep on my couch:)
I don't know whether she has any family left, Carms. I haven't even found her parents' graves yet, 'cos I don't know their surname. I obviously haven't been trying hard enough. I'm told that one of the locations in one of her books is the next village along the road, though.
Hello Lucy. Sorry to use your blog for a third person conversation.
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