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i can't even believe what i missed out on in high school.
for various reasons in my english classes i read mostly just a bunch of crap that didn't mean anything to me and basically just bounced right off me. "To Kill a Mocking Bird" for example...okay, i learned not to be racist. i already wasn't racist, so that didn't really do much for me. maybe i missed the point. i don't care. my junior year class was littered with a bunch of short stories that didn't last long enough to affect me. i didn't connect with anything. they were mostly early american classics and the fact that i don't know anything about living in a colonial town or fending for myself in the wild basically left me with nothing but factoids when it came to those.
why have i never read "the perks of being a wallflower" before??? i started reading it last night at about 1 a.m. and just finished it and i think it may have taken me a total of 3 hours. cassie told me it was amazing...but i don't think words can describe.
i've decided that the single most important characteristic that any novel can have is the ability to make your mind work at sensational rates of speed. there were times that i looked away from this book and could feel my thoughts flying. some of them so fast that i didn't even have time to ecognize them.
i'm not even going to talk about my concerns with the conflict that should readily occur between the overall upbeat overtone of this book and the way i know life really is. i'm just going to assume that the way things turned out are the way they CAN turn out.
after reading for a while tonight i got into my car and drove, and i shuffled through the (limited) stack of CDs i have now (since most of them were stolen)..and i felt like i was in the mood for something mellow that would just make me think. and i just pulled out a random one that turned out to be the first EVE6. and i put it in. and the first song just felt perfect. it wasn't even what i thought i wanted to listen to - it was totally upbeat and fast paced. i think it may have been that it reminded me of high school that made it so great when it hit my ears. it just felt perfect. i don't really have an explanation for that.
there was another time tonight where i sat and just kind of stared. and i could feel time flying by. if you stop and let yourself feel it sometime, you will. it's going by so fast now. i thought about what it would be like to go back to just after i was born. when a minute was 100% of the length of my life. imagine if you could go through time with that conception. imagine how slow a minute would go by if it was the equivalent of your entire life. imagine what you would be able to take in. i just did the math. it wasn't that hard. life would go by 11,007,360 times slower for me. fuckin imagine that.
i'm such a book nerd now. my last two posts have been about the way books make me feel and think and act. at least SOMETHING is still making me feel, i guess. that's a good thing.
for various reasons in my english classes i read mostly just a bunch of crap that didn't mean anything to me and basically just bounced right off me. "To Kill a Mocking Bird" for example...okay, i learned not to be racist. i already wasn't racist, so that didn't really do much for me. maybe i missed the point. i don't care. my junior year class was littered with a bunch of short stories that didn't last long enough to affect me. i didn't connect with anything. they were mostly early american classics and the fact that i don't know anything about living in a colonial town or fending for myself in the wild basically left me with nothing but factoids when it came to those.
why have i never read "the perks of being a wallflower" before??? i started reading it last night at about 1 a.m. and just finished it and i think it may have taken me a total of 3 hours. cassie told me it was amazing...but i don't think words can describe.
i've decided that the single most important characteristic that any novel can have is the ability to make your mind work at sensational rates of speed. there were times that i looked away from this book and could feel my thoughts flying. some of them so fast that i didn't even have time to ecognize them.
i'm not even going to talk about my concerns with the conflict that should readily occur between the overall upbeat overtone of this book and the way i know life really is. i'm just going to assume that the way things turned out are the way they CAN turn out.
after reading for a while tonight i got into my car and drove, and i shuffled through the (limited) stack of CDs i have now (since most of them were stolen)..and i felt like i was in the mood for something mellow that would just make me think. and i just pulled out a random one that turned out to be the first EVE6. and i put it in. and the first song just felt perfect. it wasn't even what i thought i wanted to listen to - it was totally upbeat and fast paced. i think it may have been that it reminded me of high school that made it so great when it hit my ears. it just felt perfect. i don't really have an explanation for that.
there was another time tonight where i sat and just kind of stared. and i could feel time flying by. if you stop and let yourself feel it sometime, you will. it's going by so fast now. i thought about what it would be like to go back to just after i was born. when a minute was 100% of the length of my life. imagine if you could go through time with that conception. imagine how slow a minute would go by if it was the equivalent of your entire life. imagine what you would be able to take in. i just did the math. it wasn't that hard. life would go by 11,007,360 times slower for me. fuckin imagine that.
i'm such a book nerd now. my last two posts have been about the way books make me feel and think and act. at least SOMETHING is still making me feel, i guess. that's a good thing.