the joys of getting lost
Yep, you guessed it. I’m burning the midnight oil again. I do believe this may be a problem that may come back to bite me in the ass sometime later in life, but for now I’ll just go with it since there’s not much else I can do.
Before anything else I just wanted to make a note about Monday’s archery practice. Beware, arrows can and will defy the archer. It is some sort of universal law. Probably not so much in the psychotic case that I was presented with, but I believe my theory is true enough to be a law. What happened was, one of the arrows I shot hit the pole supporting one of the targets and ricocheted off or something, I’m not sure exactly. All I know is that it flew back all the way to the shooting line like some sort of boomerang. Luckily no one was hurt and the arrow managed to survive the impact without damage. It was crazy though…
I have a few midterms, assignments and other academic stuff due between this week and next week. I had my first test today; well actually it’s past one so that would make it yesterday. It was math and it was, as they say, a failure of epic proportions. 15% of my mark down the drain. I would cry, but I expected that - I may have mentioned that I suck at any and all math other than statistics and other means of data management.
That failure was just the start of my day though. My mom picked me up and we went to a bakery/café called Panera Breads. It’s a rather pricy place, a bit too fancy for my taste but the oatmeal raisin cookies are to die for. They aren’t sweet at all! Which is probably a turn off for most people, but I don’t really do well with sugar - kind of makes me queasy. The salad I had was rather good, too many pecans but the apple and blue cheese worked well with the arugula, romaine lettuce and tomatoes.
After that we visited one of my mom’s friends, but the highlight of the outing is what came after when we left. I don’t know what my mom was thinking or where she was trying to go but she just kept driving down Woodbine Ave. despite my questions and concerns about where she was taking me to next. Unfortunately for me she still didn’t’ listen even after the buildings became less and then we started seeing cows, horses, old barns and really big plots of land…
It took an hour driving in that same direction before Woodbine Ave. just ended at the edge of a lake. There were no rails between the road and the water so if it had been foggy, we may have ended up driving directly into the lake and that would have been something else altogether. She still insisted she knew where she was and around ten minutes later while noting that we had managed to end up in cottage country and were driving through a small town did she stop to ask for directions.
That in itself was an experience I’ll never forget, she asked a guy driving a Purolator truck how to get to the highway. He asked which highway, and you could tell he was already thinking we were something crazy since there are no highways in cottage country. So she told him hwy7 or the 401 and his eyes nearly bugged out, it was hilarious. He couldn’t even speak for a moment, probably wondering how the heck we managed to get so lost. So he told us to take the 48 south, which was about a half hour away and that would eventually get us back to the highway. It took us a bit over an hour to get back to Toronto and then around ten minutes to get to the Wal-Mart she was initially trying to get to.
I don’t think I’m going driving with her for awhile :)
I did buy a book while we were at Wal-Mart so it wasn’t a total waste. It’s called Hush Hush by Becca Fitzpatrick. It was quite good, I started reading around four o’clock and I finished at just after ten. In case anyone was wondering, it’s not abnormal for me to read a book non-stop ‘till the end. Over the summer when I wasn’t writing I was reading and I went through a book almost every day.
From the recent spike in popularity of supernatural romance, and the illustration on the cover it’s easy to guess what the book is about. I did appreciate that the teaser was how a teaser was meant to be, leading the prospective reader to open the cover. It wasn’t flashy with a whole set of reviews from a bunch of magazines that people really don’t give as shit about, nor did it give away much about the story, which is as it should be, not like some of the teasers that explicitly say that so and so is this kind of creature and blah blah blah.
It had a nice air of mystery and apprehension that kept me interested until the end, (or almost, there were a couple pages that I just breezed over because I was more curious about the dialogue and interaction that their thoughts) I’m not really good at evaluating writing style or anything like that but I think it was simple yet elegant, it said what it had to without overcomplicating or oversimplifying things. The characters aren’t carbon copies, their different personalities are well portrayed not only through the description of their actions, but through their diction. I personally found the witty banter to be my favorite aspect of the novel.
I guess what really kept me hooked though was the fact that it wasn’t overly predictable like some of the more cliché books for young adults coming out lately. There was more going on than just a girl’s sudden obsession with some guy, there’s a psychological aspect to it that really brings the story to life.
I’m not going to talk about the story since I don’t want to spoil anything for anyone. It is well worth a read if anyone has a chance to.
Well that’s all from me for now, I’m not tired yet but I have a long day tomorrow. Not to mention I have to write out some notes for the novel I’m reading in my HUMA1400 class, Dream of the Red Chamber.