i just want to share about a book i read today.
( i took 2 hours reading it and finished it in de library, which explained my ineffieciency today.)

The book is "Eleven minutes" by paulo coehlo.
he's my favourite autor... wrote books like Alchemist, and Veronika Decides to Die.
so anyway.
read eleven minutes.
it was splendid, and left me thinking.
and im gonna go buy up all his books, i love his style of writing, and the way he crafts his story.
the books about prositution, how an innocent young girl went thru all that, and despaired that she'll never find love, and its only pain, suffering and sex.
and then she was taught lessons, by this young artist she falls in love with.
although the book classifies under the genre of erotica, its not... like those trashy books where pple slp arnd, you know.
its a very deep book, about finding answers, and your identity, and what you want in life.
and i dont think, after all its a waste of my time.
i walked away with something gained. and i feel satisfied.
=)