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on Books and Shouldn'ts - 2002-12-27
I finally have it. Finally, finally have it. I The Book of Lost Tales, Part One All mine. I haven't started yet. I actually expected to rip open the packaging and simply sail into the books, and proceed to be lost to the world until 'kingdom come', or when I finish reading them, whichever comes first. But I didn't. I think I got a shock to my system when I saw how thick these books were. Part One of The History of Middle Earth alone is as big as my 3-in-1 paperback copy of Lord of the Rings. I think I expected the books to be seperated into smaller books. Sure, if you looked at the outer packaging, you would have thought I would have known better. After it, it was a cardboard box and three book spines flaunting themselves at me. But I thought that the 'book spines' were just more boxes, and within them would be the 12 books seperated into neat, small, carryable books for me to bring around in a bag and read on trains. Instead, these books are huge, and they remind me quite sacrilegeously of bibles. Thick, heavy bibles with their bookmarks of thin yellow ribbon and reeking of knowledge. Some magazines smell like trash, some romance novels smell like spice, some adventure books smell like forests of an undiscovered world. Bibles, and books written by Mr. Tolkien, smell like knowledge. Another reason why I haven't started reading is that I have consistent 'belly rumbles'. This is what comes of skipping lunch and using the money to buy movie tickets instead. I'm so afraid my stomach will give a tremendous jolt while I'm on the verge of some amazing tidbit about Middle Earth and I'd have to run to the bathroom and spoil all the joy of reading it. I'll stop giving you people nasty mental images now. Having read Tiffany's diary, I'm thoroughly ashamed of myself. I shouldn't have asked my parents to spend so much on these books. I shouldn't go to Australia and make my parents pay for my boarding and tuition fees. I shouldn't persue a career where the only likely way I'll ever earn a proper sum of money will be when I discover some oddly-shaped fish at the bottom of the ocean and name it 'Peterus Jacksonus'. I shouldn't go to work with my father when I have such a strong suspicion that my salary is actually being paid by him and not the company. I shouldn't want any LOTR figurines. I shouldn't want new clothes even though Chinese New Year demands it. I shouldn't even be on this computer, wasting electricity. I shouldn't own a handphone and I shouldn't watch TTT every weekday of the week. ... Should I name that oddly shaped fish 'Slash Twincestus' instead? Lyric of the Entry: How I wish I, wish I'd done a little bit more / Now "Shoulda, Woulda, Coulda" means I'm out of time / Coz "Shoulda, Woulda, Coulda" can't change your mind / And I wonder, wonder what I'm gonna do / "Shoulda, Woulda, Coulda" are the last words of a fool - Shoulda Woulda Coulda, Beverley Knight
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