The Memory keeper's Daughter

This is one of the most beautiful books I've ever read in my lifetime and that is really saying something because I have read ALOT of them.
The MemoryKeeper's Daughter is by Kim Edwards who obviously knows how to make a character so real and perfect.
The whole book is based on a secret...even though many of the main characters don't know it, the secret has changed their lives so much. The story is about David, an ambitious doctor, very much in love with his beautiful wife Norah, who, due to circumstances has to deliver his wife's babies on night because the midwife couldn't come. When the night is over...David has a handsome, healthy, wonderful son named Paul, and a sickly daughter suffering with Down-Syndrome named Phoebe. Here, another secret is disclosed, that David grew up with a sister suffering from Down-Syndrome who died at a evry early age because of the disease. This affected David, and he saw how how it affected his mother. Not wanting the same bitter pain for Norah and Paul, he asked the nurse to take Pheobe away to an institution, and tells his wife that their daughter died at childbirth. But instead of doing that, the nurse, Catherine Gill, raised Phoebe in another city as her own daughter.
This secret weighs down on the lives of the people who do know it and the people who don't. Soon everything changes.
Anybody who really loves books should read this one. The characters are so complex and real that it's hard to blame or really love any of them. They are all so human.
The best thing about the book is its utter complexity and how Kim Edwards weaves her tale.
But the thing is that this book didn't make me cry...but it gave me this really sad sad feeling. I don't know why.....it was just so wonderfully terrible that somebody could put a reality like that on a page.
Usually my feelings aren't so complex which means there is something special about that book which makes me proud to own it.
Read it.
Really.

Hunger

It's 12:13 AM and I am slowly being concumed by own stomach. Hungry?....exactly. I didn't eat a very full breakfast...I haven't had anything wild and memorous in dyas....which brings me back to amazing things I have eaten.
Once I was at this hotel and I ordered this mushroom dish. The thing about me is that I absolutely adore mushrooms. They are de-liteful. Any style of cooking...and it involves mushrooms...I want it. Badly. So the mushroom came in this Chinese cooking style...and it was Heaven. Epic. I wanted to dance with just the aroma.
At this amazing resteraunt I know, which serves ONLY things to do with chocolate..I had this Snicker's milkshake...and it was like someone offered me a million pots of gold.
Cookies.....cookies are normal. Subway cookies are abnormal.

Exams, Friendships..and things in general

Upcoming torture- I HATE EXAMS!!!! Especially math...actually, I quite like math as a subject but I absolutely hate writing a three hour paper about it.
1. To write an exam you have to study for it. Study = looooooong hours of restless torture when you could have been doing something better.
2. Anticipation. Waiting for the portion...then waiting for D-Day.....then waiting for the paper....then waiting for the grades...Uggh. I hate waiting in general. Unless it's for something wonderful like a huge sundae or a new album by The Beatles. What's the fun in waiting for such terrible things? It's like getting a punishment for torture.
3. Actually writing the exam is no picnic either. It's like this. You write. And write. And write. And......well it's obvious. Writing can be fun, but not when it is about the Conquest for Independence, Newton's theory or the Pythagorean triplets.
And these exams? They're next week...
Can you believe in my school they actually call exams as 'trials'. It's as if they understand, it really is a trial.

Friendships- Friendships are so easily made and broken, it's not even funny. I used to have this really close friend named Shai. We were really, really, really close. And then this new girl named Mrina comes along and we become really close. Shai..sort of got jealous. What I wanted was for Shai, Mrina and me to be friends together. So I'd very conveniently leave them alone together for a while. First they seemed really awkward...but then it was like they were having a great time together. So I was really happy....until I found myself being left out. All the time. And I'm watching them laughing together and walking away from me and I'm thinking How did this happen? When? Will three always be a crowd? Can three never be friends?

Ok this is random but amazing. My mom has a friend and he has the most AMAZING hobby. He makes juices out of the weirdest things like curd and cheese and vegetables and stuff without one drop of alcohol and then posts pictures of them on FaceBook. Those drinks look really pretty.......and REALLY tempting.
Isn't that a cool hobby?