The Last Lecture

Part of my summer reading list was to read The Last Lecture. That was a book I liked. It was funny, and nice, and it was fun to read.
*crowd of slack-jawed people stare in astonishment* Yes. It's true. For me, school books (books assigned by teachers) tend to be never fun to read. That was the story of my entire last school year! It wasn't a school book, however. It was something I might've read on my own.
I was thinking about the achieving your childhood dreams part. I've still got time, I haven't grown up completely, right? There are lots of cool stuff to do. Like I've never been to Disneyland, I've never scribbled with crayon all over a wall, I've never met JK Rowling, I've never written/published a book, I've never waved from the top of the Eiffel Tower and I've never checked my watch against Big Ben and I've never, ever beaten my brother or my cousin at Mario Kart. (Nor do I think I ever will.)
There's a lot more stuff I'd love to do someday (like be British for a day). In the book, Randy Pausch did stuff I'd never dreamed of doing. My favorites were being in zero gravity and, naturally, painting on the walls of his room! That was fabulous. Amazing. Brilliant. And when it comes to books, I usually know what I'm talking about.