Reading Oliver Twist was like being stuck in a 447 page nightmare.
Even before picking up the book, I vaguely knew what I was getting myself into, having seen various movie adaptations, including the BBC mini series, the hit musical Oliver!, and Disney’s Oliver and Company.
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I read Breakfast at Tiffany’s in the glow of candlelight, blissfully submerged in a hot bath. Seemed fitting, considering the glamorous lifestyle of Holly Golightly herself. The only thing missing was a cocktail, a tawny cat, and a handful of millionaire playboys and/or gangsters waiting on me hand and foot (thank God because I hate cats and feel much the same way about playboys and/or gangsters).
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In anticipation of Mother’s Day, I wanted to write a mother appreciation post to pay tribute to my favourite mothers in literature. I’ve picked these mothers based on their strength, wisdom, selflessness, and their undeniable love for their families. Here are the best loved mothers who’ve inspired me and touched my heart in one way or another:
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May 12, 2016
Last week, Paris was bright and sunny — this week, the rains have come but I don’t mind so much. Paris in the rain is hardly any less beautiful. In fact, I think someone once said that Paris is actually the most beautiful in the rain but I can’t recall who at the moment. I think I am so in love with Paris that even if there were thunderstorms and grey skies for eternity, I would still love it just the same. (more…)
Things I Learned Growing Up 