It’s been over a year since I felt that I’m leaving that bookworm thing I always carry in me. Ever since I hit those nursing books, I lost my touch with novels. Yes, I blame them somehow. I don’t know if it’s the books I’m supposed to love are failing me, or if I am the one failing them.
On one of my off days, My boyfriend (Jools) and I went out for a coffee. After having a meal out, we always visit the bookstores. It’s my own version of Disneyland. Yes, I still do visit bookstores even if I hardly ever finish reading a book. So how do I choose a book?
Look for the Bestsellers. Look for the underrated ones, they are always the best reads.
And when I see something I know that I will love, I will impulsively buy it. Like this:

One Day, David Nicholls.
After The Lost Symbol by Dan Brown, this is the book I’ve loved and still love after the Nursing Books Era. Twenty years, Two people. Of Friendship, Of True Love. How Emma Morley and Dexter Mayhew grew up, became friends and into lovers (finally). What kept me reading this book is how Emma Morley struggles during her Post-Graduation days. On how both of them deals with their own quarter-life crisis. Obviously, it’s what I’m also going through. And I realized, this is what I needed. A one hit-in-the-face to remind me. One book to remind ME. Effective, though. I cried over the end of the story. Seriously. Trust me, if there are still people who reads this, the book is unbelievably moving.
One more thing, its movie will be showing this year. Anne Hathaway and Jim Sturgess will play the lead roles. I’m so excited!