And here we go, I bought this book read it halfway decided I should only finish it after I’m done with my school work..
who would have thought, I popped home and finished it. yes, it is that good and worth it to read.
there’s a reason we like something/someone, out of respect/awe/ simply like.. Or there could be no reason at all, anyways I like the author as an artiste, as a person, as a friend if I have that honour? I guess I don’t have to spell out how and why, am not obliged to.
to people who doubt, pick it up. the moment you picked it up, you’re doing away with judging, do yourselves a favour 🙂