Finished “Freaky green eyes” and it was okay, the language was better than the other books I’ve been reading but I wasn’t that interested in the story. Then I read “Good grief” which was… I don’t know, maybe I just expect too much out of everything? I should stay away from chicklit and teen books written as diaries because I never like them.
Reading, “Angus, Thongs and Full-Frontal Snogging”, why are so many teen books written as diaries?
Time to get on that exercise bike and pretend I’m riding along the French countryside.
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