I walked into the bookshop with my brother that fateful Saturday morning and saw many nerdy and bookworm looking people at the bookshop. "I simply don't understand what is so enjoyable about reading books", as I OS-ed to myself.
For the record, I have not finish any book in my entire life- except for my literature books in Secondary School. I remembered how stress I was holding on to my literature book on the first lesson back in Secondary 1. I shivered with fear as cold sweat roll down my body. Nevertheless, I don't want to deny about doing well in literature.
As I can't wait to get out of the freaking bookshop, I stood near the entrance waiting for my brother to settle his payment at the cashier. It was only because something caught up at the cashier that I managed to have a few seconds of stare at the best-seller section. The problem at the cashier was still undergoing and just before I knew it, I held onto the book tightly and walked about 10 steps to the cashier.
Ladies and gentlemen, I am now a proud owner of a BOOK! Wow, that is amazing. I never imagine this day will come so soon. I hope I can preserver and finish this entire book in like one and a half month's time?
