jezzes, world's most grown up entry below...

I read. A lot. I have always been a happy reader and I thank my parents for that. In this world and age of time, reading is such a a great way to escape, to learn, to grow. And I truly feel that reading is the key for development and prosperity in this world. Reading can mean so much and it doesn't matter what you read. The oldest classics or the Twilight Saga, it's the actual fact of you reading that matters. That's why I, who usually loathe all these different kinds of World Something Days, actually appreciate World Book Day. If used to its fullest potential I think it can become something really great and it can inspire children to read. And that will trigger so many good things. Hopefully. In a perfect world at least.

So today is World Book Day, and this blog wants everyone to write about a book that has meant a lot to them. For me it has to be an author. It's really hard to pick just one book... I love strange books, the ones that you read and you read and you read and you want to give up on every page because it just doeesn't make sense, but somehow you keep reading. And in the end things just comes in to place and you feel relieved and a bit confused at the same time. Paul Auster writes books like that. Like the New York Trilogy or the Book Of Illusions or The Brooklyn Follies. Strange books. Beautiful stories.

So start reading a book today, please do. For world peace. And love. Or just because you're bored and have nothing else to do.. Just read.

"so try your best. and think about it later"

Such an awsomely random day.

Didn't set my alarm. Woke up at 6.40 am. Had breakfast outside. Decided to skip uni work for a couple of hours to finish my book. The History of Love. The last chapter literally took the breath out of me. Had to sit still thinking about love and life for a long time. Didn't get any wiser. Just more confused. Did some maps and such for uni. Decided that was boring. Have no inspiration at the mo. Counted the mosquito bites on my feet. Counted to 9. On the left foot alone. Noticed I don't have any mosquito bites anywhere else on my body. My feet must taste good. Had lunch. Tobi The Undertaker thought it was dessert. I said no. It's yoghurt. Did some more assignments. Still no inspiration. Went for a run. Decided to run a bit further than usual. Ran in to a neighbourhood that smelled like poo. Ran a bit faster. Posted a letter. Had a shower.

That's my day up til now. Thought I'd spice things up even more by getting some sushi for dinner. Sushi is the best thing in the world. Well, making out is better. And popcorn too. Oooh and getting postcards. Okay. Sushi is the fourth best thing in the world.

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"everything i think i know i've read"

And. For no other reason than that I love this film I'm now sharing it with you. I watch this maybe five times a week. Oh how I want to be one of the Andersen siblings.