4/7/13 08:09 pm - Books
While reading the memoir Burro Genius it made me think about how I don't write or read as much as I used to. Not only that but it was taking quite some time for me to just get through a few chapters. I started getting worried once I realized how long it was taking for me to just get through those first few chapters. I started to worry, I remembered a time where I had enjoyed reading; I used to be passionate about reading, it used to be one of the things that would get me through the hectic days of school.
What had influenced me to stop reading as much as I did before?
The days that I used to just sit in my room and read various novels and manga, what happened to those days?
I thought about all the mindless activities that I do in place of the things that I used to do. Watching television, playing video games, watching videos on YouTube and just scrolling endlessly on Tumblr. Had I really lost the passion of the things that I used to enjoy in the past? What really happened to the person that I remember that was once me- what was the cause of the change of who I am today? There's a variety of questions I wonder about how things have changed. I know that I would easily jump to blame the media, which partially is the main cause of my change but there's also the other factor that decides how I am, that being my friends.
This isn't supposed to be a post where I complain about how my friends are bad influences on me. They are not bad influences on me, if anyone was to be a bad influence it would be myself. I've recognized how much I simply do not try at anything. This is worries me, how do I plan on getting through things like college or work, if I won't even do that much- work.
This post was supposed to be about how I stopped reading and writing. How those two things got me through days and months. Reading helped me ignore the world, assisted me in ignoring the people around me that I wanted to shut out. Writing was my way to vent to the world about all the things around me that irritated me. Both of those things helped me come to terms with how I wanted to be as a person, giving me the ability to mold how I wanted to be so I could survive in the world that I had been hiding from all those years prior. Let's say that reading and writing really did mold who I am to this day and that I'm officially ready to face the world on my own, it's not something I'm ready to part from. Although, where there are times that I don't partake in either activity there would still be the desire to return to it.
I was worried that I was no longer passionate about reading, that I lacked the ability to focus long enough to finish a book. The very next day I had went to B&N and purchased the book Switched by Amanda Hocking, which is a little less than 300 pages and finished it in a few hours. I need to get back into the habit of reading and writing. I need to study for my driver's test, and pass. I need to apply myself in all my classes and try to not skip anymore assignments. I need to get a job.
Hopefully I don't start stressing out, I probably will since this will probably only last for a week.
I still prefer to type where everything is centered, but I'm trying to get out of the habit of doing that.