–A Weekly Chronicle Series
This by far is the most sluggish week I got myself into—- staring blankly at the ceiling wall, fixed at one surface, confuting myself against uncertainty and self-doubt, munching Snickers.
My goals for the week were either untouched or haphazardly done. Surpassing slothful episodes, the only thing I made through is this book, The Hunger Games. Never did I jump on the bandwagon of trilogy turned blockbuster-overrated-film series. So at first, I was skeptical on reading this book . Oddly enough, I finished it like an overnight sensation, devouring each page like I was in the game . There was no hours for tomorrow, only today. It left me indebted on my sleep bank again.
To add, I might as well be wallowing in sleep debts for the other books of the trilogy. Engrossing. Page-turner. The ending is not as gory as I have imagined. In a way, it is heart-breaking, tearful and sweet. This made me curious on the next thing about the unrequited-love between Peeta Mellark and Katniss Everdeen. I don’t intend to spoil the ending here or did I just spoil it? ( Really, I didn’t mean to ) Before we’ll catch each other about the movie and it did ruin or it did not ruin the book discussions, I’ll leave you with my favorite line from this book.
“But the words are easy and soothing, promising tomorrow will be more hopeful than this awful piece of time we call today.”