Thursday, May 27, 2010

Update


Last time I wrote, I wrote about the novel A Thousand Splendid Suns. Since then, I would like to say that I have finished the novel, and it was completely amazing. The writing wasn't spectacular, the prose being very simple. However, it was the emotions Khaled Hosseini brought forth from the words written. The novel is knee-deep with showing the importance of sacrifice. I know that I'm going to read it again before my summer vacation is over. I need to ruminate on such "amazing-ness".

After A Thousand Splendid Suns, I bulldozed through another novel called "The Ruins". It is written by Scott Smith, and was adapted into a film a couple of years ago. I don't know if I liked it. It was a "thriller", and that is a genre that I had never explored before in writing. I believe however, that it was a pretty good introduction. Let's just say, after reading that novel, I'll always keep a wary eye on vines. Yes, vines.

The reading overload doesn't stop there! Now, I'm currently reading a novel called, "The Secret Keeper's Daughter", written by Kim Edwards. I'm halfway through, and I have mixed feelings. I'll be writing a book review on it soon. The source of my mixed feelings stem from the fact that there are some characters in the novel that are so entrenched in grief that I don't care for them. There dogmatic nature and various familial problems annoy me. And I must say, it's tough to read a book about characters you don't care about.

My books have been the highlight of my summer. Other than that, I've been awaiting my the beginning of my summer job and eventual summer classes.

People keep asking me if I'm bored, but I'm not bored in any sense. Sure, I would like to go out more, but I'm trying to get myself "centered" before my second year of college begins. The month of my proved to be my testing period. Now I know what I need to focus on for June and July. I don't my the solidarity. I'm just enjoying my family and their company.

Lately, I've been characterizing my personality as the "sociable loner". Sure I love being around people, but there is a deep strain in my that sincerely enjoys being alone. It's nice.

That is all.

Thursday, May 13, 2010

A Thousand Splendid Suns


I recently borrowed the book from my local library. And by recently, I mean TODAY. I'm already half-way done with it.

Initial thoughts? I believe this book is powerful. So powerful. I don't know how I've not read it for so long. But I'm glad that I'm in this moment in my life to read it. I'm completely prepared.

But my with all my preparedness, I wasn't ready for some of the subject matter. And my making of this post at 2:54 am is a testament to that. You see, tears were falling down my face as I read the accounts of two women (the main protagonists of the novel), Mariam and Laila. But it wasn't until I closed the book did my real weeping start. It's not like I know these people or have a close bond to Afghanistan or Afghans in general. It was to imagine their suffering, to imagine the suffering of millions that still continues.

I had to try to find my breath.

We'll see how this ends. I don't know if I'm ready.


Monday, May 10, 2010

What I've learned from Julian Casablancas.....

"Sin is honoring desire above what you know is right"

"Anger is weakness, Patience is strength"


Sincerely,
Julian Casablancas; song: 11th Dimension

Sunday, May 9, 2010

SOMETIMES THE ONLY THINGS I THINK ARE STILL TRUE IN THIS WORLD ARE MUSIC and DANCE.
THEY ARE THE ONLY THINGS I'M STILL COMPLETELY SURE OF.
SOME OF THE ONLY THINGS I DON'T HAVE QUALMS WITH.
SOME OF THE ONLY THINGS THAT MAKE ME COMPLETELY HAPPY.
THAT'S SERIOUS.
REAL SERIOUS.
EVERYTHING ELSE JUST SEEMS SO...UNCERTAIN.

And that's a wrap...



Sorry for not blogging in such a long time!

Guess what?!? I'm finished with my first year of college. But oddly enough...it's something I'm not super excited about.

I don't like "conclusions" very much. Don't get me wrong, I was MORE than ready to get the work over with. However, there is something about school. Something about the campus that I have made my home. My new home. Sure, the "true" definition of a home is where your family is, where you feel most comfortable, but I think that definition can be taken several different ways. Take this for example. I love my family dearly. Sometimes I believe more than life itself...but am I REALLY being myself around them? I don't know if I am. You know, I think this is just my lack of "freedom" talking. Or rather, the change thereof. At college, I didn't have anyone to really report to about my actions, unless they were of course illegal! But otherwise, I did what I wanted. Said what I wanted. Dressed the way I wanted. Acted the way I wanted. (however, as I say that now, I realize that there were definitive barriers, BUT...) But! Since being back home, there has been a reversal in all that.

It's a shock for sure. It's as if my life is telling me: "AH HA! There you are! An appetizer of TRUE freedom" only to say later on: "BUT WAIT! No! You are still a...C.H.I.L.D."

This independent spirit is something my parents have always warned me of. But it's really infectious. I feel the YOUTH bubbling forth from my being as we speak!!! And I think my parents are a little concerned. They see how uncomfortable I am at times. And it's not their fault. No. No. Well, maybe kind of. They shouldn't have allowed me to go so far from home. I mean, what did they expect?

ANYWAY! The ending of the semester brought very mixed feelings.

I need to keep blogging I think. Yes. That would be good this summer. It'll keep my mind from going off into the clouds; something that it is EXTREMELY fond of.

Fin.

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