Book I've never considered myself particularly good at the arts. I did literature up to O level and I can definitely say it was my weak spot. This always frustrated me because I do like to read, though I must say up till then I was still feeding on a diet that mainly consisted of Adrian Mole, Georgia Nicholson and Bumface. Those two years in that hot, stuffy classroom did not go to waste though. It really taught me how to look beneath the surface and encouraged me to go out there and find material equally as stimulating as the prescribed texts. Need I elaborate on how perfect the description in The Great Gatsby is? Or how the beautifully crafted society from The Chysalids really makes one think twice about the society we live in today? Classic novels can seem overwhelming and too much if you've never tried to read them before, but if you can scratch below the surface they really aren't.

I've never understood why some people like reading and others don't. It really gets me when people write on their facebook profiles that they don't read, or the only thing they've ever read is Harry Potter. I just want to scream out loud and tell them what they're missing. Maybe I'm being unfair because when it comes to other forms of entertainment such as film, I totally abstain. The thing is, I know I'm missing out. It's painful though, how so many don't know what they're missing when they don't read.  ¶ 11:40 pm