Confessions of a Bookaholic

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Humor  |  House: Booksie Classic

Using a fake identity to avoid STALKERS, "Trinity" reveals her ordeal that she went through throughout ninth grade. She has to deal with grades, drivers tests, her little sister's CONSTANT obsession with horses, and even her best friend being all MOPEY! But the worst is yet to come...She's going to have to reveal some personal things. And thus, she will need to explain why she's so obsessed with reading books. She's constantly being judged in school, after all, based on how thick the books she reads are. "982 pages, you say?" "YOU READ THAT IN ONLY TWO DAYS!?" YES! WE GET IT! We all know what Trinity is, and always WILL be, since this are... CONFESSIONS OF A BOOKAHOLIC.

Chapter 1 (v.1) - Entry # 1

Submitted: February 05, 2013

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Submitted: February 05, 2013



Entry # 1- AUGUST 31ST 2012

Whether or not you think my life is as important as others do, I care about what you think of me as a person. After all, I’m human. It’s the biggest flaw we have; we care about the stupidest things. Posture, looks, intelligence and weight. Okay, so maybe intelligence isn’t that stupid...but the way you think shouldn’t make you be judged as a person. It should be how you actually act, and based on your literal personality.

I don’t want you to judge me based on what I am at all. Therefore, I’m not going to tell you what I am. Well, all except one thing, but that is a later discussion (look at me, using immense grammar). You’re not going to know who I am either. To you people, I suppose I’ll call myself “Trinity”. You got that? Okay, good.

...For the sake of the story, I’ll make up a fake identity for myself on a few technical scales.

  1. I am a brunette.
  2. I have blue eyes.
  3. My mother is quite the judgmental person, while my dad’s pretty accepting. How they ended up together is beyond me.
  4. I have a little sister who is, instead of a sixteen year old like me, a thirteen year old. Her name is Fillie. Well, actually, it’s just a nickname,’s a long story.

Alright, now that that’s out of the way, I can continue with this: I did not ask to be this crazy. So the next time you see someone who’s doing the things I would, just take minute, before you comment, and think about what they would answer to your stupid questions.

Wow, I never thought I could be such a downer...Jeez...Is this how these entries are going to work out? I wonder if I should even do them. On second thought, I need to. If I don't tell the world what people like me are like, WHO WILL?

Right...Where to begin...?

Oops, actually, I can’t begin yet; I need to go with Mom to Fillie’s horseshow. Driver’s testing coming soon: gotta practice.

So, I guess I could tell you that minor thing that I will let you know that’s truthful about me:

I am a bookaholic and I like it. Don’t try to change me, or I will hurt you (can you see my sarcasm? Hmmmmm!!!!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!)

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