Got this book on Sunday afternoon, after tennis.
I finished it 1 minute ago.
Interesting book.
My original plan was to finish the book by Sunday. Looks like I am well ahead of schedule.
Maybe I was just pissed. For nothing. Maybe I was just feeling @Q#!@#&!@)(*! For nothing. How I feel doesn’t matter. It does not affect anyone else but me. Because people just don’t care.
They simply choose not to.
How I wish I can do that too. And become evil. Notorious. Scheming. Sly. And ultimately, a @#(!#)* bastard.
Oh well. Maybe not.
When I am feeling @#*)(*)(!#!@#, I tend to do funny things. Like playing nice tunes on the keyboard, humming nice melodies, and then playing shit tunes a while later. Lol!
If there’s anything that I have learned so far, it will be that sometimes, being too good, is a risk, instead of an advantage.
No. I am not good. I am bad.
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Anyway, I have not talked about the book’s title.
It’s The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-time, by Mark Haddon. It’s a first-person story of a young guy with special needs. He’s damn good at Maths and has photographic memory, however. It’s like a blog sometimes, with every chapter feeling like a blog entry. Lol…
It’s an interesting book. Find it at a library near you. Or you can buy it.
As I have said earlier, I found the book on Sunday afternoon, after tennis. That was my second attempt. The first attempt, was on Sunday too, before tennis. I failed to find the book on my first attempt. I did not give up, and went back to the library again. I asked the librarian, and she told me, it’s at the 4th floor. I went up, and there were at least 2 copies of the book available. Glad of the find, I took the book, borrowed it, and went to do some shopping, before going home.
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Next.