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Bah, I think I'm giving up on my book.

I honestly thought it would be sort of a murder mystery adventure, very Dickensian, with Mary Bennet being awesome and, dunno, saving some street orphan urchins from their evil pimp handler, or, you know, SOMETHING. Even the tagline says something about 'for all women that want to leave their mark on this world!' or some other crap like that.

WELL. So far, all Mary's done is be prissy, bitchy, a prude and a bit of a Mary Sue (as everyone that knows her just INSTANTLY swoons and falls for her) and then get thrown around by men, get tripped into a pile of horse manure (wtf) and get kidnapped (twice). And, of course, the gallant gentlemen that vie for her hand in marriage (including, apparently, her own nephew, Elizabeth's 'girly' son) are off to rescue her. AAAAAAAH, MAKE IT STOP.

This, while, of course, remarking how HORRIBLY HORRIBLY EVIL Mr. Darcy is at least every other sentence.

*headdesk*

I said it before, just before leaving Leeds, but the boy just told me he loves me, and my heart is all fluttering. ♥

Can't stop smiling, but at the same time I just wish I could be there with him.