Teaser Tuesday[28]: The Sweet, Terrible, Glorious Year that I Truly, Completely Lost It by Lisa Shanahan

Teaser Tuesday is a weekly bookish meme, hosted by MizB of Should Be Reading. Anyone can play along! Just do the following:

• Grab your current read
• Open to a random page
• Share two (2) “teaser” sentences from somewhere on that page
• BE CAREFUL NOT TO INCLUDE SPOILERS! (Make sure that what you share doesn’t give too much away! You don’t want to ruin the book for others!)
• Share the title & author, too, so that other TT participants can add the book to their TBR Lists if they like your teasers!

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Hey there! So, the holidays are over, school is back in session, stores are already stocking up for Valentines Days. I am not ready for any of this. Why is the break over already? How did it go by so fast? Why am I back in school already, taking all these classes with all this homework and crap like that? I don’t like it; got to deal with it either way, though.

Kind of slowly reading at the moment, but here’s this moment’s book:

The Sweet, Terrible, Glorious Year I Truly, Completely Lost It by Lisa Shanahan

Genre: YA Contemporary (I think Romance, maybe?)

Publisher: Random House (Delacorte Press)

Publish Date: 2006 in Australia, 2007 in the U.S.

Goodreads Synopsis:

IN MY FAMILY, when anyone rides the wave of their emotions, we say they're chucking a birkett. When the emotion drives out all common sense, we say they're chucking a big one. The telltale signs are: flaming cheeks, shortness of breath, bulging eyes, and a prolonged illogical outburst.

Gemma Stone is convinced that it's always unseemly to chuck a birkett and that it's actually insane to chuck one in front of a complete stranger. But that was before she fell for a boy who barely knows she exists, before she auditioned for the school play, before she met the family of freaks her sister Debbie is marrying into, before the unpredictable Raven De Head took an interest in her, and before she realized that at the right time and for the right reason, a birkett could be a beautiful thing.

Excerpt:

“I pushed the trolley forward. It veered right and clipped the edge of the shelf. One after the other, like bricks in a crumbling castle, cereal boxes popped out and tumbled down.

‘Help,’ I said, crouching and covering my head against a barrage of cereal.” (Hardback, pg. 164)

That was surprisingly hard to find a (at least somewhat) good quote, but there you go.

Go ahead and let me know what you’re currently reading, or how excited you are that school is back in session (if that affects your life at all), or anything else you want to say. Hope you have a good Tuesday (or whatever day it is that you’re reading this)!