Designing Your Life Book Mga Nobela at Kwento

Atomic Habits by James Clear. I finished the first chapter before my alarm finally rang. I turned it off, sat up, and wrote down the lessons I learnt from the chapter. It's just the first chapter and I've written half a page full of lessons. All I wanted to do was just lie in bed and read the book all day, but I have things to do. I reluctantly roll out of bed, brush my teeth, wash my face, do my skin care, and change into my yoga clothes, moving with practiced ease.

*CHAPTER 2* __________ PS: It felt sooo great,the break i mean. I enjoyed every damned day as I kept watching y'all play with my requirements. I said it before,this book will be very different from DARK DESIRES, even with the incomplete likes,I still posted. Buh for this novel,no bad energy is needed, you don't like the novel,walk out as if you've never been here. You can still decide to play with this chap too😌🥱. It's your fuckin choice but don't you dare rush into my dm to ask me why I didn't post. Breaks are enjoyable😌😌.

The books, the shelves, the paint— even though it wasn’t the same house, or the same room, I could see myself and John talking late into the night, kissing, reading, writing essays, preparing for exams… The night I officially started my fashion designing business, we celebrated with champagne, and tons of books on fashion. I decided to leave before anyone could see me standing there, and looking around. If it was Mandy, she could think I was trying to steal something, or attempt to frame me for something else. If it was Katie, she could think I was unable to get over John— but the space in my heart for John had already closed up, and tight. It was unlikely anyone else could creep in.

But no, this woman is strong. After eating lunch, I went to “our” room upstairs to search for my design book, where I had more than twenty designs. I’m proud that I created some designs over the past few years, even though I don’t know when or how I would get the money to enroll in an institution. I still drew whenever I felt inspired. After searching for a while, I couldn’t find it. I sighed, realizing that I might have left it in my old apartment. Groaning, I got dressed and walked out of the house, ordered a cab, and told the driver my destination.

Pointing with pride to the futuristic building, he said, "Why should I be upset with Phoenix when I'm busy working on this?" As his taxi headed down Fifth Avenue toward his hotel, he got Clearer about the book. The book was going to be about living life to enjoy life. It was going to be about playing the game of Life to win rather than living a life of avoiding loss. Instead of living Below one's means, not enjoying the Cappuccino, the book was to be about living life beyond one's wildest dreams, he thought. As the cab man approached his hotel, he reflected back to the question a reporter had asked him at the start of the year: "Have you set your goals for this year?"

Even a problem arouse in their life. Bo Ra’s friends… they didn’t ghost her like Min Kyu. They are with her in every problems. For their good doings. They will definitely lead a happy life. All the couples are living a happy life forever… Like her, we always face problems and solve it bravely. Don't just fall for a simple problem. We can solve it on our own. Let's all lead a happy life. THE END!!

But due to it not specially designed for certain things, deterioration happens faster to most items. "You learned a lot." Ren glanced at the book. Then turned to the rolled-up paper pieces. "But these interest me more. I enjoy artwork and paintings, but I have forgotten them a bit. I am glad you chose this for your personal occupation." "I will do my best to work hard." Two said quickly.

The designer puled out a knife from her bag and smiled at the crowed. I slammed the book shut with a loud groan and threw it across the room. I'd bought this book in hopes of getting an inspiration to try and get a design out. But from the beginning up to the part of the first run way show, the entire book was about a creepy designer stealing corpses and is obsessed with dressing them up. There was a whole weird chapter dedicated to how obsessed she was about measuring their sizes and trying to find the right fabric to make the dresses because the longer the body stays in her basement, the more decomposed they get. So she needed a clothe that would fit them at any size.

She designed the product herself, and it carried her childhood dream. ...... Dear readers, please endeavor to drop a comment after every read. Also please click on the love sign at the top of the book details to add my book to your library so that you can continue to get an update.. Thank you so much for reading my book, Next update will come so soon.

That's enough. I close it and put it on the shelf next to the others. Four volumes of becoming. Of breaking and rebuilding. This life—the one I'm building with Adrian and Ava and everyone who's chosen to be part of it—this doesn't need documentation. It just needs living. And I'm finally learning how.