It had been a rather interesting weekend. On Saturday, I went for the volunteer's event, "Crossroads". Ended up eating a lot and tiring myself out as the day drew to an end. Watched Infernal Affairs on the next day. While at Kinokuniya, I bought The Lovely Bones by Alice Sebold. Can't remember when's the last time I picked up a storybook to read.

I have actually finished reading the book although not in detail. I always like to read a story again and again. Even though you already know what happens, the feeling is almost always different.

Anyway I liked the book. Even though it is rather depressing. It is haunting.

Here's a paragraph:

You don't really notice the dead leaving when they really choose to leave you. You're not meant to. At most you feel them as a whisper or the wave of a whisper undulating down. I would compare it to a woman in the back of a lecture hall or theatre whom no one notices until she slips out. Then only those near the door themselves, like Grandma Lynn, notice; to the rest it is like an un-explained breeze in a closed room.