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Category: Realistic

Eleanor Oliphant is Completely NOT Fine!

In short, Eleanor Oliphant is a weirdo. Although, she is surely the interesting kind.

Posted on February 20, 2019December 13, 2019 by CarissaPosted in 2019 Books, Books, Fiction, RealisticTagged book blogger, book review, Books, eleanor oliphant is completely fine, Review. 45 Comments

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Hi, I’m Carissa, a married lady who comes from an archipelago near the south end of Asia continent called Indonesia. Against the stereotype widely spread, I am not a maid, nor an illegal immigrant. I live my life just like you guys do. I read, I write, and I sketch. Enjoy!

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Do you guys re read books? Sometimes I feel like I give far not enough level of focus than what a good book deserves like this one I am currently reading, Tattooist of Auschwitz by Heather Morris. I have not been able to focus well because of things happening concurrently in my life like work and family. And I feel like I've missed important stuff from the book, and I think I should re read it. But with that many unread books available out there, it's just getting harder and harder for me to ever re read a book. It's like as long as I finish the book, I get the gist of it, that's enough. Many other good stories are waiting for me. Do you guys ever feel the same way? If the answer is no and instead you like to reread a book, would you care to share how you manage to do it? #books #bookish #bookstagram #instabooks

We are currently out of town and I haven't been reading much, but I am opening the Tattooist of Auschwitz by Heather Morris. Even though I am just as far of an image as possible from Jews or anything Jewish really, anything related to holocaust always feels important to me personally. Apart from the height of indignation that I absolutely feel towards discriminative politics, it is one of the biggest and the worst genocide ever happened on earth. Just to imagine that a person or a group of people can wage that level of atrocity is unimaginable. But that happened, didn't it? So no one should ever forget that. #books #bookish #bookstagram #instabooks

NEW YEAR, NEW FEELS, NEW CHANCES, SAME DREAMS, FRESH STARTS. At the beginning of 2019 I wished myself a life without regrets. Looking back, I was like an embryonic fool wishing that kind of thing. But anyway, learning my lesson late is still better than to never learn. At least, now I know that, a life without regrets is both inhuman and impossible. I wish I did it differently. I wish I didn’t go. I wish I were there. Those are the looks of regrets. Regret isn’t pretty, nor entertaining, but it is a part of life. We regret things that we regard as mistakes. But we are all bound to have made mistakes and to constantly make them for the rest of our life. For without mistakes, there’s no way for us to ever learn anything. Regret is here in each of our life to again and again remind us that there’s always a way to make things better in the future. Regret is a sign that we’ve learned something. And Regret also means that we’ll do and fare better in the year ahead. So now, cheers to as lots of regrets as we can have in 2020! Happy Year 2020, Nerdies! #bookish #bookstagram #instabooks #books

Hazel is the only girl Josh Im knows who must have lost her filter somewhere in her past. Because she seems to never not blurt out something embarrassing on every social occasion they’re in. And she can do seriously mortifying things like that one time in their college days, when Hazel managed to puke on Josh’s shoes right after telling him about her crush on Josh. Or that another time, when Josh found her naked butt in his livingroom while Hazel’s banging his roommate. Embarrassing, disconcerting, and positively perplexing, would describe Hazel all right. As a friend? She is such an entertaining show. But as a girl friend? Oh, no, no, no. She is just too much. If not for him, probably for any man alive. And under the tight circumstances, Hazel still chooses to be her true self even if no man would take no chance with her. That’s what makes her different and fun. And now, ten years later, Josh is in absolute need of different. He’s just found out that his skank girlfriend has been cheating on him for forever. And he could use some fun. And Hazel is right there, available with her too crowded menagerie at her small apartment, ready to amuse him out of his misery. With dates. Not each other, though! Or at first, at least. I enjoyed this freaking thoroughly! Brutally romantic and sweet. And loved loved the characters. I always admire any woman who can be herself unapologetically, be it fictional or not. And I loved Josh even better cause he loves Hazel while still letting her be herself, as quirky as she is. #bookish #bookstagram #books #rubbishtalke

Death is a funny thing. In it, one's life is best remembered. When someone dies, his or her life starts to matter more. Or at least it feels like it. Our dog died a couple days ago, from cancer. We've missed him so bad. Ever since we've been reminiscing his life that he spent with us, memory by memory, and it feels that it's never going to be enough of remembering him. I'm sad that he's passed cause he's our good boy. But I'm also relieved that he's gone cause we know this way is better. At least now we know that he is no longer hurting. So this is my way saying goodbye to you, buddy. Thank you for those years you've kindly shared with us. PS: sorry that it's not book-related but I'ven't been able to read since the day he went.

This is my second time reading The Electrical Field by Kerri Sakamoto. For I don't know what reason, I didn't like this book the first time round. But yesterday it was raining here, and all of sudden I was craving for something quiet, solemn, and intimate. That reminded me of this book which is about a disturbed Japanese woman placed in Canada after war camps who's been trying to find some closure of her past by denying it. And the second time reading it, I found it a serene and extremely beautiful narrative. The style that this book is written in soothed me like rocking soothes baby, and I felt real close with someone that I didn't know. I loved it so much. Have you ever had this kind of experience in your reading? Dislike a book first and then love it the next time? #kerrisakamoto #theelectricalfield #rubbishtalk #reviewblogger

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