that's not my name.

You know you're really a lit student when you're reading a storybook and you feel like taking up a pencil and partitioning the chapters.

I swear, that's exactly what happened to me. I was reading this book "Marshmallows for Breakfast"(which by the way is quite good), when I felt like taking up a pencil and drawing a line to show that there was a change in the chapter. Weird right. But that's what you become when you've had to partition 38 chapters of Jane Eyre.

And guess what???

I drove out alone today. =D. To fetch my brother from tennis so it was a pretty short distance. But still!! And I don't drive so slowly anymore.