With nothing to read, I temporarily lost my interest in reading. Gah.

But hey. I passed by the library last Wednesday and one book apparently caught my attention.

Hooray to Shakespeare. You lured me to read Twelfth Night.

I guess this is the most decent classical literary work that I could ever find. What else? I find Romeo and Juliet so overrated and Hamlet and Othello kinda depressing. So..Yeah. I guess that's it. :P

I'm starting to like Malvolio. He's such a hilarious fool in yellow stockings and cross garments. Poor old Malvolio. Fooled by the clutches of Maria and Sir Toby. :D Wait, I might be wrong. Anyway, whatever.

The book/play so far is intriguing. The thing is, the English is so old that I could barely understood it. :p

Roux is raving me to read One Hundred Years of Solitude by that Gabriela person thingy. So yeah. I saw one copy at Checkbooks and it costs around 600. Man. Just for a book.