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Uh..! Whaaattt...???

Another rant posted..! *sigh* Why can't I find a decent book..?

I have just started blogging..!!:D
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Just got my hands on this one...

I Quit..!

I am sorry..but the story is too disturbing and full of violence and insane characters for me..!

Ok ,so I am majorly pissed off at Abby..! Agggrrhhh..!! I feel like throttling her..!

“I can go if you want me to, but a bet’s a bet.”

Here she basically tells him she doesn't wanna go...and then blames him for not letting her go..!

“You fall like a girl,” he chuckled.

oh!So boys fall differently..?Maybe upside-down..??

"You’re not a local, though. You must be a transplant."

Transplant..?? really...?? Couldn't she find a better word..??

Suki was hopping up and down behind them, her feet tapping as Nate backpedalled his arms, trying to break out of the embrace. She danced forward. ‘Nate’s grandma, I’m pleased to meet you. I’m Suki.’
Mrs Johnson released Nate and clutched Suki to her bosom instead. Suki disappeared almost completely; just her white sneakers and a slash of her black bob could be seen.

Score! I finally had the thing, whatever it was, caught with my chopsticks. Now to get it to my mouth without dropping it...I did it!
I took a bite, and it was like someone had lit a match inside my mouth. I spit it out, and it landed right on Mark’s tie. I didn’t care.

At first, all I could think about was the fact that here was Travis Cooper, lead singer of Travesty, super cool guy who had kissed me (okay, only on the cheek, but still), and I was dressed as the torso-less, artificial-limbed eighth wonder of the world

“No. No, this cannot be happening, that’s all there is to it. This is some bizarre dream. Or a breakdown!” She said the last almost hopefully. “I’m in a locked ward somewhere, aren’t I? A nd you’re the gorgeous young doctor acting really unprofessionally with a patient. Yes. That’s it.”