I'd really like to say that I've been straying away from this blog because of work, but that is most definitely not the case. This week at work has been my most laid back yet (compared to the weeks before and right after October 2), and I spent a lot of it moping on Gtalk to my good friend, whining "Fuck this shit, I just wanna go home."
There is a perpetual struggle between me and leaving the comforts of my ratty old bed, and I quite like losing the battle.
In any case, this week of semi-lethargy has brought about a very good thing: I'm out of my book slump! I told myself that I had to read 8 books for each month starting this October, a task that verily daunted me, but I managed to pull through and finish it! Granted they aren't the most difficult books I've had to read, but at least I'm reading (actively!) again.
Saturday 27 October 2012
Friday 12 October 2012
On devouring the written word
You know what my problem is? I forgive myself too much. I give myself too much leeway when it comes to the things I have to do. I believe my excuses when I tell myself, "I'm too sad; it's weighing me down and I need some time to be pointless." I feel too sorry for myself because I think nobody else is going to do it for me.
It's just something I realized when I was tallying up my books from the beginning of the year up to this point. My original goal was to read 50 books (an average of 4 books a month). As of now, however, I have read only 24 books. That's not even half of my goal, and it's already October. By my calculations, I have to read 8 books every month for 3 months to achieve my goal.
I already know I'm not going to reach that goal, but I'm hoping I'm at least close to it by December. The sad thing is, I definitely could have reached my goal if I hadn't spent so much time making excuses and believing in my petty lies. Too much time was spent pointlessly browsing 9gag and not enough time reading a book. And I bought so many books this year, too. I hope by the time December rolls around, I've read at least 40 and next year, I hope I can fulfill my goal for real.
I just finished reading The Mark of Athena (feeeeeeeeeeels) and I'm halfway through The Red Pyramid. At least I'm out of my reading slump.
It's just something I realized when I was tallying up my books from the beginning of the year up to this point. My original goal was to read 50 books (an average of 4 books a month). As of now, however, I have read only 24 books. That's not even half of my goal, and it's already October. By my calculations, I have to read 8 books every month for 3 months to achieve my goal.
I already know I'm not going to reach that goal, but I'm hoping I'm at least close to it by December. The sad thing is, I definitely could have reached my goal if I hadn't spent so much time making excuses and believing in my petty lies. Too much time was spent pointlessly browsing 9gag and not enough time reading a book. And I bought so many books this year, too. I hope by the time December rolls around, I've read at least 40 and next year, I hope I can fulfill my goal for real.
I just finished reading The Mark of Athena (feeeeeeeeeeels) and I'm halfway through The Red Pyramid. At least I'm out of my reading slump.
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