I <3 Reading!
I don’t know when was the last time I sat down to watch TV (actually, it was on the 1st day of Raya 
). Before that, I think the last time I watched some substantial TV was during MJ’s memorial.
I just don’t have a habit of watching TV.
Instead, I can’t get enough of reading. I read everywhere. I read while eating. I read while riding the train. I read while on the toilet. I read while waiting for my turn at the doc’s or at any place that requires a queue. I read while waiting for the traffic lights to turn green (try not to do this often).
I have no problem eating out alone, as long as I have reading material with me. If I don’t have any, I will go and buy one. A magazine or a book or even newspapers, anything if fine as long as I have reading material to keep me occupied.
I read books. I read magazines. I read newspapers (much less now since I’ve switched to e-news). I read stuff off the net. I read brochures and catalogues (when there’s nothing else to read). I read anything I can get my hands on.
When people are chilling in front of the TV, I’ve probably got my head stuck in a book or glued to the computer screen, reading some article/news piece or even just light stuff on forums.
My shelves are overflowing with books. I have books in boxes under my bed, in my cupboards, everywhere around the house. And a new pile has formed on the floor at the side of my bed because I have no space left on my shelves to keep them. I plan to turn a room in my future house into a library with throw pillows everywhere so I can go in and have some me-time in peace and lose myself in a good book.
When I was based at KLCC, I had to resist from stepping into Kinokuniya everyday because each time I went in, I would get a book. It was burning a hole in my pocket! So I allowed myself to go in once a week. Even then, I’d buy a few books, which probably made up for the rest of the days when I didn’t go in.
When I was in Buffalo, I rarely missed my weekly trip to Barnes & Noble. I could spend hours there and of course, I’d come out with a bunch of books. When I returned to Msia, I shipped 12 boxes back, mostly containing books (one box got lost in transit 
).
When I was younger, I remember saving up my allowance and emptying my piggy bank to buy each new book in this series of books by Carolyn Keene. I would eagerly anticipate the next book to be released and rushed to buy it when it did.
When I was even younger, I remember devouring Enid Blyton’s books – The Enchanted Wood (my favorite!), Mr. Meddle, the twins adventures at St. Clare’s, Mallory Towers, Famous Five, The Five Find-Outers, and all the other short stories by Enid Blyton. I remember reading the books over and over again, never tiring of them.
People are very surprised, some shocked even, when I tell them I don’t watch TV.
But there’s nothing more exciting than anticipating the next page of a well-written piece of reading material 
I shall let my family and friends tell you about me. These comments may be rather old but I think the gist of them still hold 