the second summer of the sisterhood!

wohooo! alrights, im damn excited, yet feeling kinda lost...erm. well its cos i've finished reading the book! the sisterhood book! and its haunting. like tots keep staying inside me... but i love the book! (: there's a third book, gtta dig it out frm the lib one day.

the second book, well was rather ominous, if thats how u use the word. its basically dark at the front and middle parts. got a totally different inspiration frm when i read char's reviews! aniw, hmms. a test on my memory here goes.

there's tibby... this girl who couldnt let go... could let go of bailey that is. i guess its good, and its bad. its good cos it meant that she was truly a friend to bailey, and if i was bailey, i'll be so touched to have made such an impact in someone else's life. but i wun wan her to remain in the past. we all need to let go sometimes. and how she reminds me of me sometimes. us maybe. liek how we always see cool ppl and we will be like 'i wan them'. but yet, we actually dun click. they mayb cool, but if they do thngs u dun like, why stay ard?
and there's bridget the girl who have a natural spot for soccer. her persistence in going back to her oldtown and wanting to find out the truth. she had beeen such a dear granddaughter, and perhaps, living a simple life that you wan is truly bliss.
and there's lena who is faced with all the boken hearts. the girl who loved too... deeply i supposed. she couldnt get out. she's jus lik trapped in love, when love no longer exists. its not kostons fault to break her heart, i guess eveyrhting happens for a reason. and well, she DID managed to carry on without him... (:
carmen the girl who loved too hard. liek how we wished our closest will be happy, yet when they have happiness, we're afraid we lose importance in their lifes. like being jealous that now that theyre happy, we're no longer needed? jus this insecurity yea? but she learnt to love, and allowthose ard her to be loved as well.

there's lthis lost now that ive finsihed reading the book tho. sigh. it always happen. but, well, with no sisterhoods now, i mus mug soon! haven touched the mugger's loves at all!