I've finally finished reading Gerald Durrell's My Family and Other Animals for English book review. Despite falling asleep twice last night while reading the book, only to be woken up twice, first by my brother and later, for some unknown reason, I finally succeeded in finishing reading the book at 3am this morning. Would have chosen to do my brother's literature book The Outsiders had it not been so thin. Can't believe reading a book this time took a toll on me. It was like a burden reading the book. Normally, I enjoy reading books at my own pace like maybe during the holidays. But this time, being forced to read a book for book review was perhaps too much. Not that I don't like the book. The book was good, it was funny and corny, but I definitely did not like the feeling of being forced to read the book. It was like a chore. I kept on looking at the page number to see how many more pages I would have to read, knowing that I had to finish the book as soon as possible because I still need to do homework. As it is, I have an Everest of homework to clear. Oh well. So much for book review. I just hope that after taking don't know how many hours, or days, to read book, I will not write a bad review. Which is what I fear I will do, seeing that I actually forced myself to read the book.