F1!

This isn't good, definitely not good. I'm talking about my tapering reading habit, or lack thereof. And I'm worried sick. Last I heard, if one wanted to be a master of the language he/she must embrace all its elements. One has to smell, breathe, eat, if not dream the language. How on earth can I possibly do that when I keep on snubbing my books?

Before, I used to be preoccupied with reading materials, so preoccupied I even read while riding a jeepney, listening inside a class, talking to a friend, and eating breakfast, lunch, and dinner. Before, I used to hoard assorted titles and devour them whatever and however their genre are. I used to scurry books with fellow bookworms at a downtown's book shop where the cheapest books are on display much to our delight.   

Now, I rarely get to be near with books, except maybe the ones displayed in the Engineering library. And believe me, they aren't the dream books of any bookworms; instead they're poisons for the geeks. My heartfelt apologies to my sister and her kind. Hahaha. Now, I have eight unread and unfinished books lying in wait in my book shelf. They're bought by me, or loaned from my friends in desperate hope that I can go back with my old hobby. Alas, it didn't. I keep on procastinating. 

Now, I am worried. Knowledge is a constant process, after all. Everyone is learning new things. And I don't want to be left alone while the rest of the world is fast learning and discovering new things while I'm still stuck on my primitive knowledge.