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Me vs Books

I'm not really good at reading, in fact, I don't like it, I usually get sleepy and fall asleep before reading like 10 pages, that's why I prefer to read short articles with a lot of information at once instead of a 6 chapter romantic novel with 500 pages each chapter.  At school, my teachers forced me to read books and I developed a particular "hate" for classical reading (Don Quijote, La Odisea, La Ilíada, El Principito, Metamorfosis, Cien años de soledad, etc.), because of that, later my mind erased everything related to those books, in fact, I don't remember anything about what those books were about.  I'm not sure if this counts but sometimes I like to read the "muy interesante" magazines, I have about 20 of those magazines in my home, from different editions and releases, although I don't read them very often anymore because the information is already very outdated.  Currently I like to read BBC news on the internet because it has updated and reliable information from all over the world.  I generally look for those that have to do with technological advances or scientific findings, although the most recent one I read was that a suspect in Tupac's murder was arrested lol


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  1. I didn't remember that those magazines existed, I think I had some, they very interesting and bring random data, it was an unloked memory jajaja

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