I asked my mom if I could go, since my birthday is just around the corner..
And she seems okay with it ;)
RATA RATA ARANETA!!!!!! I’m really thankful it’s only a short walking distance from my home :D
I’m really getting my hopes up.
I love Julian. seriously. He’s gaaaaaahhhh there are so many reasons, and being the amazing guy that he was, he didn’t deserve Lena. He deserved someone better who would treat him right and not as a tool for making your ex-boyfriend jealous.
But deep down in my heart there’s that little hope in me that Alex and Lena would get back together.
And I’m happy with their little reconciliation in the end, but what the hell, it’s open-ended. And the cliffhanger didn’t have that major haunting factor as Pandemonium’s. For a finale, it’s a little bit bland.
At least, it’s also a relief that Hana, Bee, and Grace were safe.
But Raven. Oh Raven. Poor Tack T____T
Before I got to read the book, my friend said it was kind of rushed, and I agree with her, especially with those ridiculously short chapters. But I still admire Lauren Oliver’s writing.
I don’t know how to end this review. Is the book growing on me or what? :)
My Life Next Door by Huntley Fitzpatrick
My rating: 5 of 5 stars
Like the Garretts, I also came from a big family. I would always find my home in a disaster with all the things lying around and my little siblings are waaaaaayyyy too loud when they’re playing/fighting. But despite all the craziness, I love them still.
Maybe that’s the reason this book really hugged (yes, hugged. not just touched) my heart. I saw myself in Jase (and even Alice), and understood his character pretty well. Being the eldest, I always had that responsibility of looking after them, and being the comforter and at the same time a pillar of support when times get hard. There’s always that feeling that you have to be strong for everyone, holding them up, so all of you won’t break down and crumble to the ground. It’s hard, but it’s all worth it when we get better.
Especially that scene when Jase was telling Sam about his family:
Jase stretches, locking his fingers behind his head. “I’ve gotta remember how lucky I am. My parents may be broke, things may be bad now, but they’re great. When we were little, Alice used to ask mom if we were rich. She always said we were rich in all the things that matter. I need to remember she’s right.”
So like Jase, to pull himself right back to counting blessings.
Believe it or not, I used to ask that same question to my mom, and she would always reply, “We may not be rich when it comes to material things, but we’re always rich in showering you with love. Each of you is a blessing to me and your dad.”
Furthermore, counting blessings actually helps a lot in getting through problems. :)
Another believe it or not, my youngest brother also liked reciting facts. We have this Q&A Factbook at home and he would recite its contents to us. Just. Like. George. This is still blowing my mind.
My one, big, happy family is the best thing I have in life. And I love how this book reminded me to love and appreciate them even more.
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fun fact: once in biology my teacher told us that “if you’re ever crying wipe the tears all over your face and they’ll help clear up your skin” then he explained that because tears are designed to clear dust and dirt from your eyes and will do the same for your skin and clear up acne and i remember thinking “excellent, fandom will make me beautiful”
this isn’t how i want to be remembered
“Is Jase already going to marry you?”
I start coughing again. “Uh. No. No, George. I’m only seventeen.” As if that’s the only reason we aren’t engaged.
“I’m this many,” George holds up four slightly grubby fingers. “Jase is seventeen and a half. You could. Then you could live in here with him. And have a big family.”
Jase strides back into the room, of course, midway through this proposition. “George. Beat it. Discovery Channel is on.”
George backs out of the room, but not before saying, “His bed’s really comfortable. And he never pees in it.”
The door closes and we both start laughing.
-Huntley Fitzpatrick, My Life Next Door
I REALLY LAUGHED SO HARD AT THIS ONE.