From a bookworm ....

I was a real bookworm almost 20 years ago. Not only me, but everybody else. Even my boyfriend says he and his buddies used to read tones of large novels by the age of 14 and 15. Of course, they were all fictitious literature and that's why all were so appealing not giving us time to think of anything disdemenaur. Well, then the university life started and ended. All know how they teach us in Mongolia (by the way, I'm from Mongolia to reveal a little secret!). We all spent the university years splendidly and completed all those dear years. No books to read, to reports to write, no sweats to shed. No worries at all! Everyone gradually forgets how to read a book let alone what a book is!

Then one sunny day I came to Japan. The elderly professors of the university, where I went for little bit of studying, gave me the list of books I am supposed to read during the cemester and I was simply too shocked. This whole idea of reading seemed too alien to me. Well, the next thing, I went to the library and managed to collect some of the books required for the reports and tried real hard to read. Alas! It was simply tooooooooooooo hard even to finish the 'Acknowledgment' part. After 20 years, the books have really gone into sleeping pills in my life. I become extremely sleepy as soon as I start the book. Then I put the book aside. Oh, no! The strangest thing happened after that. As I put the book aside, I wasn't sleepy anymore. What's the logic behind this?

Well, I somehow changed the tactics and now read in the library so that the books are not sleeping pills anymore. Then, another disaster struck me. I cannot possibly, first, understand, second, remember for a long time the contents of the books I've read. So, long back I was thinking of about a kind of diary, which would help me to organize my thoughts and arrange the bits of information trying to locate their honorary places within my brain. This happened to be this blogspot. Next time I'll come up with the review of a book on Japanese regional policy. What a boring subject!