Recently, the "to be honest" game has really kicked back up on Facebook. I'm a curious soul, so when some one I know posts it, I cannot help but like it. Some times I am flattered, but most of the time I am frustrated. I realize that I read a lot and books are a big part of who I am. Asking me if I have a book within arm's reach is like asking me if my hair is brown. It has an obvious positive answer.
But I do not spend all my time reading. I don't even spend the majority time reading. In fact, I rarely spend an hour a day reading. For example, yesterday, I spent probably five minutes reading a bit of Sherlock of my Kindle. It's already one today, and I haven't so much as touched a book or my Kindle. In fact, all I've done today is watch Cartoon Network, and eat a PB&J,
I'm a bit more than the girl behind the book. I talk, you know, and I like to think I'm a pretty good listener. My grades will show that I'm pretty intelligent. It's a bit of a pain for the only thing people notice about me is my books. Uh, hello, there's a person behind the glasses on my face, and it sure does drive that person insane when people don't realize that.
