"For the first time, he heard something that he knew to be music. He heard people singing. Behind him, across vast distances of space and time, from the place he had left, he thought he heard music too.

...But perhaps, it was only an echo."



- Lois Lowry,
The Giver, Ch. 23

“What if we had ideas that could think for themselves?
What if one day our dreams no longer needed us?
When these things occur and are held to be true, the time will be upon us
The time of angels”

Doctor Who 5x04 - The Time of Angels

I'm not weird, I'm just very awkward

When you're a kid, they tell you it's all 'Grow up. Get a job. Get married. Get a house. Have a kid, and that's it.' But the truth is, the world is so much stranger than that. It's so much darker. And so much madder. And so much better.


Midget small, ultra blonde hair, blue eyed and fidgety.
I'm not weird, I'm just very awkward. The worst part of being as awkward as i am is that i know I'm doing it. I know I'm being irrationally awkward but i can't stop, it's something i swear that's been hardwired in me since birth!

If anything i'm a reader.
Weddings, school trips, family outings, family meals, birthday's and what have you, my mum would have to search and question me before such events. Because if she didn't, then the book would be hidden inside some pocket or other and as soon as whatever it was got under way i'd be found in a corner reading. That's just who i was. I'm not weird, i'm just very very awkward, i have suffered my whole life from being misunderstood, but I would have suffered a hell of a lot more if i had been understood....

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Now back to the present, i'm 16 years old and slightly grazing the tiny height of 4ft 10 (yes, midget) i'm attending collage... And well lets just say it's rare now for me not to have at least a small book with me wherever i may go.
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I will eventually grow up and live a life people approve of....(maybe) =P

Stephanie x


Wednesday 9 September 2009

Holes by Louis Sachar

'Holes'
by Louis Sachar

Stanley Yelnats (yes, his last name is his first name spelled backwards) is incarcerated at a juvenile detention center called Camp Green Lake on false charges of robbery–he is accused of stealing the sneakers of a famous athlete.
Never mind that the sneakers fell out of the sky and into his innocent arms–right or wrong, Stanley is in deep.

Like five feet deep.
At Camp Green Lake (where there is no lake)
all the prisoners have to dig a big hole each day–the warden says it will make them better boys.

But once Stanley finds out that the warden is really looking for something, and the something has something to do with the famous outlaw Kissing Kate Barlow and Stanley’s
“no good dirty rotten pig stealing great great grandfather”, well, Stanley starts to question whether he the master or slave of his family’s bad-luck fate.

The plot is WAY too complicated and twisted to go into in this short space, but let me assure you, this book is totally cool and quirky an every little thing falls neatly into place at the end,
like a huge mental jigsaw puzzle. This book also won the National Book Award for Young People’s Literature, and well deserved!

So, go out! Read this book! Report back to me!



XxSteph(:

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