My little conquer from HK bookfair.

It’s kina dumb but I realize I always almost make believes that I finished reading books when I turned around after paying them at counters.

For some reason, I frantically threw myself in and grabbed the last SexAndtheCity at bookfair.  Feeling “hoohoo last piece! HKD55!~ lucky me!”

Next sunny afternoon at Starbucks (oh yeah…not that many nice cafes in HK we can just sip and read), I started reading the first chapter. Then I realized I actually did finished the whole SAC same time last year in Bordeaux.  I once again felt dumb.  I wonder if that is a good book or a bad one if that’s the case?  I read on though and it was surprisingly superficially fresh still.