You know... I woke up this morning as I always do, weary and groggy.. I got to school, annoyed as always.. But something did change... When I was about 6 to about 11 I loved to read, could never get enough of my kiddie books... Then for some reason I just stopped reading all together, saw it as boring and rarely picked up a book unless I had to... Well today a friend was bragging as he always does about one thing or another today it happened to be about his reading abilities. He was boasting about how quickly he read this book. Now mind you this book is rather large, but it is the kind of book you'll read over and over again..
Well he offered to allow me to borrow the book. I accepted doubting Id get into it as I saw reading as a bore... Wel currently Im halfway through the book. It is one of the best things I've read and I hope to read more of this authors work. The Book is "
Eragon" by Christopher Paolini
I dunno why I decided to share this, but I feel different suddenly after rekindling this lost "love" for reading.
Aww crap Im not growing up am I???
I'm really happy for you, man. Run with that ball. 
