Liely's Guilty Pleasures

Undeniable is an MC book. (MC: motocycle club) I read this book due to a friend's recommendation and I put it on my waiting-to-read list for awhile since I was trying to read all the Rock Chick's books. Then, this morning, I decided to test the water. My head was in the right place and I decided to give it a go.         By the way, MAJOR SPOILERS ALERT! Oh and, crass words ahead. Proceed with precaution. First thing that came across wrong in my head when I first started reading the book: The guy, Deuce, is twenty-fucking-three years old and he met this sweet five-year-old little girl named Eva. Pedophilia started to flash in front of my face but I shove it aside because I thought, 'who knew where this could go, you know?', so I continued my reading. Second thing: Deuce killed his own father, cold-bloodedly. Not that it was a big deal since his father was a bad guy but I just think it was a bit of cruel, you know. Third thing: The obsessive relationship E...

Woohoo!!! I've completed my challenge! I put the goal for the number of books I've read this year to 100 because I know that after April, my life would be so hectic with college stuffs. But luckily I finished this challenge sooner than expected! 104 books, people, in a matter of three months! Not that I'm bragging or whatever.         Woohoo!!!         As you maybe have read in my post before, I was a little bit depressed there. I had an episode as usual. But now, when I'm sane, I think that I made something big out of nothing. It's just a small heart feeling thing, you know. I'm much more rational now and embarrassed that I reacted something so small like that so seriously. Anyhow, that is not what I want to talk about.          BOOKS! That's what I want to talk about. Books and books and books 'till the end of time. My love for books is incomparable to anything I've loved in my life. It's truly is my heart...

I hit a rough patch today again. Something happened today that just convinced me that I don't want to live in this house again. It's something small and insignificant but however just pushed me to the previous statement. I don't want to live in this house again.         Everyday, I feel less important than before. I am completely aimless and lost. I can't find my place in this home of mine. I wanna leave this place, get the hell away from here. I hate this place so much with every part of my being. I don't feel that I belonged here. I feel so left alone. I cry sorrowly but nobody listens. I scream silently but nobody hears. I am choked by my own sadness in this house but nobody seems to care. They're all thought that I am fine. Secure. Safe. But I am not fine, neither secure or safe in here! I am dying slowly.         My heart is so fucking hurt. It clenches tightly, squeezing the life out of me. I am trapped in my own self-prison As each day ...

 I Got Straight A's!!! Alhamdullillah.         People, I am ecstatic! I am over the moon. I am on cloud nine. Alhamdullillah, I got a pretty good result for my SPM exam. It's freaking awesome. Though I have to say that my mum didn't look happy and as excited as I am. I'm a bit bummed because of that. It looked like she didn't even care that I got a good result. Why??? It hurts me a little bit-okay, a lot actually- that she didn't feel the same joy as I do right now. She took the news like a passing breeze. Mumm...         Okay, let's not talk about that. I'll just get depressed.        Let's talk about my result. I got 4 A+, (Malay Language, History, Mathematics & Add Maths), 3 As (English Language, Physics, Islamic Studies) and 2 A- , (Biology & Chemistry). I am stupified when I found out that I got A+ for my Add Math. I left a lot of empty blanks on the paper. How the hell did that happen?   ...

Okay, people. Life is going to change for me starting tomorrow. I am scared shitless, peeps! I mean like, I know my result will be terrible. God, I am so scared... I don't wanna go tomorrow. Reality sucks! Scared To Death Of The Impending Doom, Liely

“Brooke Dumas. I'm Remington.” -- Remington, REAL. REMINGTON 'RIPTIDE' TATE.  That is his name. It skipped my mind to do a review based on this novel. In my short period of time reading English novels, there are two series that grabbed my heart instantly on the first try.  Fifty Shades Trilogy  and  REAL  series.  Christian Grey and Remington Tate . Both of them are different from each other and yet I love them endlessly.          I read  Real (#1), Mine (#2) and Remy (#3)   on January 16th and 17th.  These three books are awe-waitforit-some. Awesome! (insert Barney Stinson here) . I found it on a whim. I didn't expect a lot from the series. With that little detail in mind, I read it.          And it blew my mind.         First book.  REAL . This book is actually about a woman named  Brooke Dumas  who met the man of her life during an undergr...

So, it's official. I have another nephew. Right now, I am the proud aunt of another baby boy which his name is still undecided at this point. Right now I have two nieces and two nephews at the age of 18. Wow, I've never felt so old.         He was born on March 12, 2014 around 2 am. He was a month earlier than expected and his weight is 2.41 kg (5.3 pounds). He's a tiny little bundle of joy for both of my elder brother and my sister-in-law. My sister-in-law was rushed to the hospital this early morning and the doctors said that she had to be immediately operated because it was concerned that the baby may drown. But alhamdulillah, the delivery went well.         Today, I went to visit her and my new nephew and I never thought that I would say this but I'm afraid to get pregnant after seeing her condition. Before this, the prospect of having a baby sounds so natural to me but after seeing my miserable sister-in-law, I don't think I wanna do that...

Hey peeps. For the last week, I read another series by Jennifer L. Armentrout (the author who wrote Lux series ) titled The Covenant series. This series has five main books and two novella. The order of the series went on like this: Daimon (#0.5), Half Blood (#1), Pure (#2), Deity (#3), Elixir (#3.5), Apollyon (#4) and Sentinel (#5).          This series is about Alexandria 'Alex' Andros who's an half blood and she fell in love with a pure, Aiden St. Delphi. Before that, let me clear the terminology first. A pure is the child of a demigod and half blood is the child of a pure and a mortal/human. An half blood and a pure cannot be together due the restriction by the law. Later in the story, it will explain why. “Everything could come to a crashing end for us if we were caught, but it didn’t matter. Right now, being with him seemed worth whatever consequence could come from it. This was right, like it was meant to be. There was no logical explanation...

(MAJOR SPOILER ALERTS, PEOPLE. READ ON YOUR OWN CAUTION) I've read it! YESSS!!!         Colton Donavan is back!! For its final installment in the DRIVEN TRILOGY. As you can remember, from what I wrote in my last post about this trilogy , the second book, Fueled , ended with a major cliffhanger, portraying Colton involving in a terrible car accident. I remember being so freaking emotional because of it. It left me reeling for days after that.         But now, no more waiting because the last book is here!

Hi, peeps. This time I would like to talk about the sad and yet wide-spread news of the missing of MH370 plane on March 8 2014 at 1:40 am. I still can't believe something like this could happen in Malaysia. I heard the news at noon yesterday. I thought it was just a joke. I mean like, how could something like this happened in a safe country such as Malaysia? We're not USA or Britian or Russia. We're Malaysia. A country where something as unexpectable and unimaginable incident like this couldn't happen. But it seems that I'm deadly wrong. I'm sceptical right now. In fact, I've already prepared for the worst. I just hope I'm proven wrong again this time. For the family members of the MH370 plane, my prayers are with all of you. Be strong, people. We'll come out from this stronger and more resilient than ever. Please Prove Me Wrong, Liely

Hey, peeps. It's March! Three more weeks before the result of my exam is revealed and truth to be told, I'm scared shitless right now. God, I don't want to face that day...          Lately, I haven't found any great books. It's tough to find books that completely portrayed what I want right at this minute. I feel so barren without my books. I need them like I need air to breath.         For two days ago, Thursday and Friday, I worked as a waitress at my sister's shop. First day was amazing. Second day was horrible. As for right now, I don't want to work anymore. Waitressing is so~ not my thing.         Well, that is all that I want to talk about right now. Guess talk to you later. Bye. Barren Without Books, Liely P.S. I've been trying to read tons of books and ended up dropping them at the end of the day. Bared To You (gosh, how many times has this been?), After The Rain (sequel to When it Rains ), Saltwat...