If Reading is a Crime....then I'm Guilty!

Let me start with the very first book that I have read:

This brings back so much memories. Well, my mom said at age 6, I was supposed to be just a visitor of that Grade 1 class but because my Lola was soooo patient in teaching me how to read using this nipis-more-of-a-pamphlet-abakada-book, I ended up being a regular student. Yey!Hahaha!

Then, as far as I can remember I began reading non-stop because of this:

From Kids to Twins to High to Junior High..the list goes on. It was mainly the reason why I availed of our library card in high school, then I started getting other books aside from Sweet Valley. We also have this set of books at home that features short stories, my personal favorite was "Coal in a Cadillac".

Those Pinoy novels did not escape from me as well, I read it with my cousin and we'll get kilig together. Hahaha! Back in college,it was Mary Higgins Clark, Sidney Sheldon, John Grisham to name a few. And the rest they say is history...

• From "The Little Prince" -- It is only with the heart that one can see rightly; what is essential is invisible to the eye.
• I am currently reading John Grisham's The Innocent Man, but The Pelican Brief tops my list.
• Fortune is a Woman is an inspiring story of a Chinese girl's fight for survival.
• Eat. Pray. Love.
• Carrie Diaries. Candice Bushnell. Girl Talk.
• Harry Potter series made me stay up until the wee hours.
• Ivanhoe is one story that never fails to connect me with my Dad. A scene, a name...he was the best storyteller.

How about you? What is your favorite story?

GOAL:

Short-term: Read all of John Grisham's books.

Long-term: My own library. ;)

Into The Deep!

Hello there!It's been quite a while since I had my last entry.That was good ol' 2006.Hahaha!You really must've missed me. Anyways, I'm here now because for some unknown reason I am inspired to write again.

I have read my old posts and my reactions range from happy to nostalgic to surprised. In detail, at 2 entries I asked myself "where is that shirt now?". More often than not, I said to myself while hiding my face "uh-oh, english 101 Aden!grammar check!" Hahaha!. To some posts "wait, what was i thinking?, that was nonsense". But that ...20 and counting post (I might reblog come September when I turn 25) , I proudly said "salagma" with matching pat on my own back.LOL.

Seriously, as I've said above, my grammar and some of my ideas were really shameful that I almost deleted my old posts and was close to editing it. But I would like to leave it as it is, because it will prolly defeat the purpose of capturing my thoughts at that moment.

I would like to believe that I have grown. I would like to believe that there is something to SWIM deeper in me, hence the Title of this post and that picture. Come with me as we go into the deep.