Go ahead and judge me. I don’t care. I spent my Friday evening and Saturday re-reading this book before I see the end of it all in the theater.
So what? I’m nerdy that way. So is my darling husband who is now re-reading it since I (finally) handed it over.
He’s kind of nerdy too.
Which probably explains why we get along so well since we are both such awkward nerds sometimes.
And yet I really, really want to read this book like soon.
Yes, I confess those were some of the worst years of my life…as they were for pretty much everyone else. I have this theory. Pick up any middle school/junior high school yearbook. Even the most gorgeous, perfect people were completely awkward, dare I say, nerdy then. To which then follows the potential for the middle school years being the worst years of one’s life. It is being sold as a “children’s book” but I still really want to read it.
Oh look! There is a Kindle version.
Yeah, I’m nerdy that way.