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The very minute I saw them,

Hell yeah. I went out again last week. Not that I have anything important on the list, I just don't mind accompanying Mom. Yeah, since I've finished the chores and was doodling and playing games finally I decided to go out for fresh air. Plus, the air conditioner in the car was doing a very good job. However, for the million times, the radio sounds dorkish. Not that I dislike listening to one. I don't remember when those digital sounds start to freakin' irritate my eardrums, cochlea and etc. . That's why. I just don't like it especially when people turn up the volume - the amplifier should feel like bursting somehow. I am pretty sure it all starts since I was in primary. Mom made the alarm clock woke us almost every morning for school. Of course, I didn't mind at first - or maybe I was too naive to realise that I hate those distorted sounds coming from the alarm clock. HA HA. I am not the sort of people who sleeps like already seeing heaven on the other world so later, it became an irritation, the alarm clock.

Yeah, I am confident that's the story behind my painful moments. Mom, I positively sure I don't blame you in any way.

Hm, not just the radio and alarm clocks - the telly, digital camera, handphone (when it plays a song for more than 3mins), etc. also included. The point is... they become an irritation when they're... loud. Now and then, I woke up on the first vibration of my phone, yeah, before any sound comes out. I rule!


While Mom was spreeing for the stuff she needed, I went to bookstores. Yeah, visiting bookstore is A MUST! I adore books, I love to read, that's why. I was just wandering around the first bookstore but when I stepped into the second one, everything is OHH SO HEAVENLY. Quickly I went to teen readers section and found tons of good books. I even found all of the Fallen series by Kate Lauren and the Prophecy of the Sisters trilogy by Michelle Zink. Before I knew it, I was stroking the books affectionately and whispers yet again, "Heavenly~". I am totally in love with those books! - such a player. If only I did bring my green froggy bank, ugh, those sarang surowo should already be saying, I DO to me. He he, what's with the lovey dovey sayings?

Before I continue to the exit, something stopped me - half breathing, half dead. It was right in front of my very eyes - HUNGER GAMES novels, ya Rabbi!! Yes, I was speechless. Kyaaaa~~ They're here!!! Come to Mamaaaaaaa!!!!! There are also Hunger Games' movie posters everywhere. How can I not realise my baby?! Nah, I didn't lose my sanity yet. But I did go gaga over the HUNGER GAMES TRILOGY!!!!! Ahh,, that was when I lose it. All of a sudden my brother came and grabbed me by the hand saying, "Lets go. Mom called." I was like, "Wait up. My offsprings, I just met them!". Of course, I didn't say that out loud or else somebody should have barf out their lunch or their splint or small intestine or, something. But I remember pulling my brother to the exhibit window where I started to gaze at those trilogies with shining and hearty eyes. HA HAAA HAHA HAA.

After that I told Mom how much I want the trilogy and went back to the store to check out the price. RM 42.90 for each novel but RM 69.90 for a trilogy. Disgraceful, how can I forgot to check out the price earlier. Hehee. Don't worry, I have more than enough to make the trilogy mine. Mom also asked my other brother if he could buy the trilogy for me, just wait and see. But, he has just bought me three books already. Hm, and I finished one already. NOOO,, The trilogy will come kneeling before me!!!! *vain laugh* 

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