Don't judge a book by its cover...

I'm sure everyone who knows me understands the title of this blog...because there is never enough time in the day to do everything you want, sometimes I can't even do everything I need to do.  I spend my time working, doing school work, sleeping, eating, trying to be social.  I can't wait for breaks between quarters because that is when I get to do my favorite things like read and going to the movies.  I just finished my first book(River Marked by Patricia Briggs) for this break and it only took me two days after finishing my last assignment for winter quarter. 

Tonight I also went to the movies and I saw Beastly.  Now, I know it's probably not the best film in the world but most of my close friends know that my favorite Disney film is Beauty and the Beast (and no it's not all about the books, but it's helpful) so it's not that surprising that I went and saw this movie.  I always love the message that these stories tell the viewer and as an adult sometimes we forget those childhood lessons.  My reminder tonight was not to judge a book by its cover.  Now, as a library student I use that line when actually talking about books all the time and as far as I know I try not to judge people by how they look on the outside.  However, this made be think of all the covers, or masks, we don't see.  People wear masks most of the time and I probably own half a dozen of them myself.  I hide behind my "daughter" mask...my "co-worker" mask...my "teacher" mask….and I think my mask that is closest to the real me is my "student" mask and that's probably because when I'm typing, a lot of what I hide disappears.  I think the best and most true version of myself is what comes out online.  That is when my mask is tissue paper thin and the real me can be seen.  But then the question is...where do these masks come from?  How do we build them and why?  I think they come from somewhere deep inside where we're hurting or confused and we don't want anyone to see.  We don't want others to see our tears or confusion.   I think my worst mask is the one I wear when I'm around a certain person I like.  Every time I'm around him I feel insecure.  I know I'm just barely average in looks and intelligence...but when I'm around him I try to act confident and strong but in retrospect I come off as pushy, bossy, and any other synonym for those words.  But yet I'm really not like that on a day to day basis, but only when I'm around him.  I make up stupid reasons to be near him too...but then I think every guy or girl does that.

So in conclusion, remember that everyone wears a mask and to not judge a book my it's cover.  You might be missing something really good on the inside.

My next Spring Break read: Iron Crowned by Richelle Mead