Okay. I've been familiar with this book ever since my high school days. This title was kind of popular so almost everyone wanted to read this. Unfortunately, during those times of buying, borrowing, and talking about Tuesdays with Morrie, I was the odd one who didn't like reading rising-to-fame/talk-of-the-town books. IDK, I guess it was a culture I personally developed. Don't ever ask me the magic word 'why' coz honestly, even I had no idea. Anyways, that was before. Just leave the past behind so no one's gonna get confused, sad or angry whatsoever. :PP

I decided to finally read this book after so many years of knowing just the title of it. My main reason was just out-of-curiosity-thingy
And to be honest, I wasn't disappointed nor felt sorry for myself for wasting my time on reading this. For me, this is a good read. I enjoyed it and at the same time, it inspired me.

I really thought this sucks. Well, since it's kind of popular I already figured out that there would be some honestly, I don't understand you people who wouldn't appreciate this book. call me shallow-minded IFDC!! It's mah opinion anyway.

I wouldn't feel ashamed admitting that reading this made me cry. This book taught me to appreciate life, to understand death and the importance of developing strong bonds with people. Morrie is one of those ideal professors who wouldn't just teach you lessons by means of words, but also with experiences and compassion.