The Reason for my Insanity

Since my wonder years I've always loved to read.

 The main influence for my reading was the fact that at home I was usually quiet and I would sit by myself because I wasn't very interested in what was on T.V.. Thus, to fill the empty space in between school and sleep I would pick up a book. From there, until my eyes would start to blur I would read and the time would seem to blow past. The couple of hours after homework that I have, during extensive bus rides, or the occasional breaks at school I have found time to crawl my way through novels, articles, and book series.

How I feel when I have to stop reading:

My Favorite Activity

This is Your Brain on Life

I can't possibly begin to describe the general goings on of my brain on a daily basis.
There are the general worries of modern teenagers: grades, the future, appearance, life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness. Then there are my worries. My family, my mom and dad, money. Then there are the trivial worries, whether Barcelona will ever return to top of the La Liga table, how How to Get Away with Murder will pan out, and everything that has to do with the Baby Dream Team of the class of '87.