I am reading. Seriously reading, because I've been getting books from friends which has been a complete joy. I am now proudly sharing my books with friends who appreciate reading. I am really ecstatic about that! I got more than a dozen short books from my college friend who reads mostly Arabic non-fiction. I love that I'm expanding my horizons. I haven't given her as many, because I have tonnes of books here unread and I don't feel comfortable about lending books I haven't read, you know? It doesn't feel right. I must be the one who reads them first, or second if Huda reads them first. However, I've given her a book which only I've read and Huda hasn't. That is sort of mean right? Huda didn't complain though, out loud that is so I'm off the hook.
I had a long conversation about books with another college friend who read English books, that was such a happy moment for me. We read a few books in common, she told me about books she's read and I told her about some she doesn't know about. I lent her The Diary of A Young Girl - Anne Frank, she's read the abridged version.
Yesterday I received 7 books from my friend Ruqaiya. I was on cloud 9, most of them I awfully wanted to read and one of them Huda and I saw yesterday before we got the books and we thought it might be interesting so when we saw that she gave us a copy was sort of like fate!!! :D
Now, I have 2 exams next week... One I'm concerned about since I've only finished half the portion, and I honestly didn't study it well. I am afraid of the fact that I'm not that nervous about them. I simply want to leave the handouts aside and start reading. A couple of days ago I did it, read a chapter while I was studying, it felt awesome but then I felt guilty for an act that could easily develop into a habit since I study on my bed and the book I'm reading is so close, too close...
I need a break, one I'll not get properly until August. August is too far away. I need a month NOW to devour books in. All those books staring me in the face, tempting me, luring me to read them yet I resist. I focus on the subject I'm studying, disheartedly thinking it'll be a while before I can read at leisure.
Yours in distress,