In 2014 I was studying international development and project management at Humber College. In April of that year, 276 females were kidnapped from a school in Nigeria. You might remember it being referred to as the Chibok schoolgirls kidnapping (Chibok was the town they were living and attending school in). I still remember this event, as everyone in my program was talking about it.
Dun dun . . . dun dun . . . dun dun dun dun dun dun dun . . . AHH! TBR Thursday is back!
Since I recently saw this summer’s greatest thriller (The Meg) I thought it would be appropriate to kick off TBR Thursdays with another fin-tastic classic: Jaws.
I’ve been taking some time off from blogging this summer to enjoy, well, summer, but I’m slowly starting to get back into the swing of things! I’ve read my way through a few books over the past couple of months, but the first one I want to take the time to review is one that shook me up in all the wrong ways.
July is finally here, which means it’s time to kick off my summer reading! I know it’s felt like summer for a few weeks already, but to me, summer will always be July and August; it’s one of those things from being a student that I just can’t shake. And making summer reading lists has always been something I’ve loved doing.
I’ve been on a huge dinosaur kick recently, so I figured it made sense to keep going with this week’s TBR. After taking some time off to deal with life, I’m back, and here to talk about Michael Crichton’s The Lost World.
I always knew that my first tattoo would be both book-related and nerdy. Books have held a special place in my heart since childhood, and, well, I’m a huge nerd. It just made sense. So I don’t think it came as a surprise to my Dad when I finally told him, “Hey, just so you know, I have the phrase ‘DON’T PANIC’ forever scarred into my skin.”
In my last review I talked about my love for dinosaurs, but I also really love space and cats. So what could be better than a cat that goes to space? Well, nothing!
