Angel from mars (My own novel, you should check this one)
1984 by George Orwell (There many radical ideas, it isnt only
interesting but also revealing many self fulfilling prophecies of
modern society)
The little House on the prairie By Laura Inggals Wilder (WHo doesnt like the way pioneers managed their lives)
Sloppy Firsts and Second Helpings by Megan Mccafferty (There are many
contraculture ideas in here, if you bored with typical teenlit then you
should check these books)
Gossip Girl (You know you will love it after reading it and realizing that those it kids dont always live on the glamour life)
My Obsessive Hatred Objects
Lyn-Z (Gerard Way's wife aka crazy witch aka she thinks who she is with that tattoos aka my numero uno eternal's foe aka....(please fill the blank with your one because I cant continue without being fully censored due to inappropriate word choices)
Bella Swan (She is not that Belle to get my perfect Edward)
Zach Ephron (He escalated the definition of Pretty Boy to the lethal level that put Boy George in cardinal shame. I wondered whether Vannessa Hudson shared mascaras with him or not)
Dude Harlino (His fake white face frightened me to the death)
Sex and The City (I envied their stuffs and as if it wasnt enough to make me commiting one of deathly seven sins, they were the reasons of why third world countries' people craved American dreams; deathly consummerism and Starbucks)
Preface of My Journal
Like Wordsworth with his Lyrical Ballads, I would like to out that one too here. Sometimes when I met strangers on the street, I was wondering what were in their minds, did they had some chaotic feeling as bout live like mine, etc. But when I learned Freud which stating that we, as super polite creatures, are repressing our councius sides a.ka. our real basic instincts. Nothing is genuinely coming from our brain without being fully censored by our civilized egos. So, I wont ever really know what happened in their minds. But hey, I still have myself. But sometimes I wondering whether I really know about myself or not. "The Tales we tell ourselves about ourselves make us who we are" (Fluttie) Therefore, I would like to put little bit of my scattered minds here to really know about myself, the last soul whose I can configure exactly without civilized mask.
Gerard Way (Definetely Yesses, Please Dine him with Salad and Emo Music)
Edward Cullen, not Robert Pattinson. (I dont care whether you are to good to be true but please Bite Me, Bella's sucks)
Lance Bass (Despite his bold confession, I have to publicly admit that he was my numero uno's eight grader OHO. In other words, he was frequent visitor on my hormonal controlled pruent teenage dreams. It wasnt gay phobic statement, but Lance Baby, you still have me whenever you change your mind.)
The Vampire's heatrhob in Buffy The Slayer (Oh Baby, Give me another breath plus life taking bite)
Freddy Mercury (I dont care if he was died and gay, opps, bisexual, he is still my numero uno muse)
Author is living in Bekasi, Indonesia with her loving mother and annoying little brother. She is the senior student of English departement in Universitas Islam '45 Bekasi. Her hobbies are reading and criticizing everything around her to the point that makes people consider her as pain in their bumpy asses. Her dreams are abroad scholarship and a day of eye to eye communication plus little concert (hopefully)with Gerard Way. Her favourite authoress are Megan Mccaferty, EMily Dickinson, and Christina Rossetti. She began her blog with the intention to win some cold hard cash from blog competition in her college but it was leading to addictive stage of writing in blog. She chose title Angel from mars because she considered herself as alien who looking the world with her first, keen, and sincere eyes.