Monday, May 4, 2009

I WRITE ONE DAY, I WIN ONE DAY



One day, as I was overly staying in Powerbooks, I noticed an event--an essay writing contest.

With my spare time and enthusiasm, I wrote a five page essay and joined the event.

Guess what I got?

A book!

I didn't know it was that easy to get a free book.

How much do books cost these days? Especially if it's a best seller.



On the way to claiming my prize, I daydreamed about other events I could join and books I could win---perhaps I could even make it as a career. hehe. I was blissful. I think about all the money I could save--excited as I think of other things I could buy from my extra cash.

When I arrived, my prize was not ready yet and the lady told me to wait a few minutes.
So again, I imagined and anticipated what it could be.
I was wishing for a Twilight Saga Official Guide or maybe a new bestseller.

After 3 minutes, the book was handed to me.
It was put inside their usual brown paper bag.
So excited, I almost ripped the bag apart.

Then...I saw it.

The book.

My prize.

Title: ME TALK PRETTY ONE DAY BY DAVID SEDARIS

Duh! What is this book? Who is this David? and What a strange title!

The lady forgot (or intentionally left it) to pull off the "price sticker" and so I obviously saw the price.

Initial reaction: Run back to the store and ask (or beg if i have to) the lady if I could exchange it for a Sophie Kinsella Novel or any novel (I'll even take a classic).

Second reaction: Nurse some hatred against the store. I didn't waste my time to write a 1000-word essay for a book that's so unknown (I thought it was)

Third reaction: Read the back of the book (Testimonies and promises of those who already read it)

Fourth reaction: Fine! I'll read it. It's free anyway. And there's more than a page of testimonies dedicated to the book.

And so I read it.

Found that it's not a Fiction but rather an essay.

Found that it's as weird as its title.

I complained at every page.

I reacted badly.

I mentally argued with the author.

But damn! I could not put the bloody book down!

It's stupidly-strangely good.

It's about a homosexual American drug user who happens to be an artist with a weird taste, weird sisters, weird father, funny mother and weird house. He encountered several weird people on weird situations. He enrolled in a French school wanting to speak French while in France and there he met his weird French teacher and weird classmates with overly weird personalities. He had some weird jobs while growing old and he met the weirdest of the weirdos. David has a boyfriend who came from the weirdest side of the world.....

Oh duh!

Just read it!

All of us got a weird personality anyway.

Your weird side would surely enjoy this book.

You'll have a good laugh

But make sure to have a bucket beside you....you might want to throw up while reading the exciting parts. haha.

Honestly, I am hoping to stumble on another David Sedaris' work.

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