My Weekend is all BOOKed.

Heyo!

I get home today, and I'm like, wow. I've got very little homework. Just some decent amount of everything, and my math and english homework is due on Monday. When everything's really going good, you know something's definitely wrong. I get home and remember: I have to be at school on Saturday, my Sunday is filled with house hunting, and all my homework has a train stop for Friday. And then I hold up for a second: Why am I not booked with books?

Oh well. I've been asked absurd questions before, including whether we're breathing the same air as dead people. No, no we are not. At least some scientific website from a year ago said so. But the most absurd question to me is whether or not I like to read.

Please. I need a moment to process.

If you've seen me before, then I would be a bit flabbergasted (I love that word) as to how you wouldn't know. It is unfathomable, the amount of books that I like to read.

Oh Ish, have you read this book (insert book name). Yes, I have. I shall fangirl/boy with you. I don't think that I can hate any book. I mean, I believe we have to appreciate the amount of work the author has put into a book. I may dislike certain parts of a book, but definitely not the entire thing.

What kinds of books do I like to read? Am I the masochistic kind of person to read The Fault in our Stars? The kind who reads the informational mysteries of Dan Brown? A fangirl of Rainbow Rowell's Fangirl? Being a proud Gryffinclaw, and the devotee to Cassandra Clare, C.L. Stone, Richelle Mead, Suzanne Collins, Veronica Roth, Leigh Bardugo, and many more, I am proud to say that I enjoy every kind of story or book. One of my favourites is actually The Twelfth Night, or A Midsummer Night's Dream by Shakespeare. So when in doubt, buy me a book that I haven't read.

In the past year or so, place your bets on me reading a bit over a thousand books. I've been rehashing series like a madwoman. I've been reading Sarah. J. Maas over and over, just because the new book is coming out in 2017. But I don't really have that many books. It's really sad. There basically isn't enough space anywhere in the house, and I like hard copy books. And I just shifted. And I have no books as of now. And I'm lonely. And sad. I don't even know what to do with life. I have no books )';

Books are my everyday stress buster. Some of us listen to music, (Yo, I do that while reading. #multitasker) some of us are gamers, sleepers or even the conversion of emotion into art. Reading is mine. I would rather die knowing that I've read my book, than just not enjoying at all. Reading is important after all. It helps our brains information lift. It's just like a muscle, but it lifts important mental stuff rather than weights.



Lastly, who is a good reader. A good reader is not a person who subscribes to Goodreads. Rather, he/she is a person who has a balance in what is being read. For this reason, I believe I am a bad reader. Now, wouldn't you think that a person who reads so much should classify themselves as a good reader. No. I read for pleasure, happiness and that warm feeling of reading something that you relate to. There are people who like red wine. Drinking in healthy amounts is good for you. Drinking too much makes you drunk, tipsy, spoils your liver. Drinking too much is bad for you. Likewise, I believe I don't have much moderation. I see a book, I stand there and read. It's like a brain control function that you open and press: Read now, read in 10 seconds, eat, or sleep.

 Pop quiz: Guess who?

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See you next time!