While at the bus stop with kutu just now, we were suddenly overcome by a sense of nostalgia on books we read and were crazy over when we were young. Yes, we are both bookworms. Just that the whole world declare me one, and she is closeted one. Things we read ranged from the Bookworm series, Wishing Chair and Faraway Tree from Enid Blyton, Goosebumps series from RL Stine, Nancy Drew, Hardy Boys and many others. I remember being scolded by my parents for spending too much time on reading. How ridiculous can that get? God knows how many parents are out there trying to make their kids read something, even if it is one small pathetic paragraph is enough to send them flying to the moon, here I have parents trying to STOP me from reading! I even got a book torn up my dad because I was hiding in the toilet reading it. Ok, I know I must sound real crazy to you guys but it was the only thing I was interested in. You must understand there was not much entertainment when you are young right? Oh well, my interest is still going strong today, with numerous books to boot. All my books are strewn around my entire house and the number of books I own is not staying as it is for long. It is always increasing. I can soon really start cataloguing my books and renting them out. Soon.
