I did, it's true, and I have to admit: I LOVED IT.
I really didn't know what I was getting in to, and I was actually really hesitant because I don't love the idea of a girl who's life is all about another guy. She isn't happy unless she's around him and she has to be with him 24/7. I would find that completely annoying. But I started reading and I actually really enjoyed how their relationship progressed! It was extremely interesting at first to see how he reacted to her (hatefully) when she moved to Forks. And then he just had this draw toward her and was almost bipolar and wanted to save her whenever she was in danger (which was a lot). Their romance proceeded really quickly, and there were always random little surprises Edward brought to the table which was a nice break from the typical love novels we read where they are all over each other. He keeps his distance, which is interesting. I think the best part that separates this book is that it always has that air of suspense and danger, because we never know if Edward's craving will become too much and he will decide to devour Bella. Different, no? The huge chase by the vampire in the last third of the book was also admittedly very exciting, and once again a good break from all the focus being on just Bella and Edward's love affair. Good thing there are three more books, though this second one is making me really sad so far :(. I say give it a chance, there's so many things you don't expect in this book, that you're bound to find something you enjoy about it. Obviously, since it's claimed to be the next Harry Potter...
Sunday, January 4, 2009
For a Friend
Senior year is not quite what I expected it to be.
I heard from all my older friends that first semester senior year is a pain and that second semester senior year is a general breeze. With all my college applications (I know, I know. I'm like the umpteenth person to mention college apps in a blog. I promise that's not what this is about) out of the way, I'm ready to move forward to second semester, but first taking the look back at first semester.
Like I said earlier, senior year was certainly not what I expected. I don't ultimately know what I was expecting. Maybe something along the lines of hanging out with my friends and making all the memories I could in our final months together in the same place. In some instances, that's been true. I've gotten a lot closer to some of my already close friends and made some very close new friends, which is great. However, what's the most shocking and perhaps what is disappointing me, is how I'm also slowly growing apart from friends who I used to consider closer than close. I've never been one to just let a friendship disappear into thin air and I always thought that college would be the ultimate test of time to see which friendships make it and which don't. That sounds awful, but after moving around, I've seen quite a few people who just can't make long-distance friendships work. And I never thought the friends I've made over the past 2 and half years would be like that.
But it's happening. And that kind of scares me. If I can't even maintain a friendship with someone who lives 15 minutes away, what's going to happen when we move 8 hours away? Or across the country? I understand that losing and gaining friends is a part of life, but that doesn't make the fact any easier to bear and swallow. I'm making an extra effort now without college applications to distract me to try and maintain those important friendships, at least from my end.
Here's to making it work for this final semester.
I heard from all my older friends that first semester senior year is a pain and that second semester senior year is a general breeze. With all my college applications (I know, I know. I'm like the umpteenth person to mention college apps in a blog. I promise that's not what this is about) out of the way, I'm ready to move forward to second semester, but first taking the look back at first semester.
Like I said earlier, senior year was certainly not what I expected. I don't ultimately know what I was expecting. Maybe something along the lines of hanging out with my friends and making all the memories I could in our final months together in the same place. In some instances, that's been true. I've gotten a lot closer to some of my already close friends and made some very close new friends, which is great. However, what's the most shocking and perhaps what is disappointing me, is how I'm also slowly growing apart from friends who I used to consider closer than close. I've never been one to just let a friendship disappear into thin air and I always thought that college would be the ultimate test of time to see which friendships make it and which don't. That sounds awful, but after moving around, I've seen quite a few people who just can't make long-distance friendships work. And I never thought the friends I've made over the past 2 and half years would be like that.
But it's happening. And that kind of scares me. If I can't even maintain a friendship with someone who lives 15 minutes away, what's going to happen when we move 8 hours away? Or across the country? I understand that losing and gaining friends is a part of life, but that doesn't make the fact any easier to bear and swallow. I'm making an extra effort now without college applications to distract me to try and maintain those important friendships, at least from my end.
Here's to making it work for this final semester.
Saturday, January 3, 2009
New Semester
Tonight is our last night of break...well, in a way it is. It is our last night of freedom, a night, which in my opinion should be taken advantage of. Although we dont go back to school tomorrow, tomorrow night does hold the sorrowful title of a "school night". For most of us, our parents will make us not only be home early, but also go to bed early because we need to get a "good night's rest".
But why go through all of these preparations for just another day of school? Well, it's a new semester, it's a oppertunity to start from scratch and make the most of the remainder of our school year.
I like to think of it this way, all of us have 100 percent in our classes. If we put in the effort, we have a good chance of ending up successful. It's also a good oppertunity to set goals for yourself for example: getting good grades, or having more fun. Although I have no desire to go back to school I am excited that we have a fresh start!
But why go through all of these preparations for just another day of school? Well, it's a new semester, it's a oppertunity to start from scratch and make the most of the remainder of our school year.
I like to think of it this way, all of us have 100 percent in our classes. If we put in the effort, we have a good chance of ending up successful. It's also a good oppertunity to set goals for yourself for example: getting good grades, or having more fun. Although I have no desire to go back to school I am excited that we have a fresh start!
Music and Memories
Right now I'm listening to "The Promise" by When in Rome. This song is the closing song to Napolean Dynamite and it reminds me of memories I have with a good friend (who happens to really like Napolean Dynamite). But it's not the only song that revives old memories. In fact, I try to attach a memory (any emotion) to every song I hear. It's hard sometimes, because I cannot always think of something that happened that would fit the song perfectly, but when I do, it's great! Sometimes the memories aren't always happy, but most of them aren't like that. Whenever I hear that song on the radio or in a movie (or wherever), it can cheer me up. Little did I realize music was so powerful.
WILDCARD WEEKEND
MMHHMMMM. I'm pretty pumped right about now cause my Dolphins are playing tomorrow against them Ravens. Whoo babe. Did anyone hear about that comeback story?? 1-15 last season to an 11-5 division champion?? The only reason I don't want tomorrow to hit is because that will be one day closer to school. Feel with me, no one really wants to go back. I mean haha cool first day type feeling but I know after that Im gonna be on autopilot for the rest of the year. GO FINS.
Friday, January 2, 2009
catcher in the rye
i cannot stand it.
i have liked, to say the least, every single curriculum-assigned book i've had since seventh or eighth grade, including lord of the flies in 8th. dorky? probably, but i don't mind. but Catcher In the Rye is by far the worst book i've ever had to read - it's excruciatingly boring. "Phony" is said more than the word "the" in this book. he repeats himself and rephrases it. he is completely infatuated with the girl he knew when he was younger, Susan i think. nothing is happening other than him not sleeping, going to bars, smoking a thousand cigarettes a day, lying, lying, lying, telling the reader about his endless list of pet peeves and hates, and telling us about his family - mainly his little sister. the entire 26 chapters of this book takes place over three days, and he does just about the same old, predictable stuff every day. my guess is nothing new and intriguing happens until the last 5 or 6 chapters. i'm on chapter 17. :/
i have liked, to say the least, every single curriculum-assigned book i've had since seventh or eighth grade, including lord of the flies in 8th. dorky? probably, but i don't mind. but Catcher In the Rye is by far the worst book i've ever had to read - it's excruciatingly boring. "Phony" is said more than the word "the" in this book. he repeats himself and rephrases it. he is completely infatuated with the girl he knew when he was younger, Susan i think. nothing is happening other than him not sleeping, going to bars, smoking a thousand cigarettes a day, lying, lying, lying, telling the reader about his endless list of pet peeves and hates, and telling us about his family - mainly his little sister. the entire 26 chapters of this book takes place over three days, and he does just about the same old, predictable stuff every day. my guess is nothing new and intriguing happens until the last 5 or 6 chapters. i'm on chapter 17. :/
New Year's Tradition
For a long time, my family was never quite satisfied with the way we celebrated New Year's. We always did different things, went to different parties, but never liked it. Then one year when my younger brother and I were both in elementary school (I was probably in about third grade), my parents decided to have us each invite a friend over to spend the night on New Year's Eve. When we were younger, my parents would set the clocks back two hours so that when it was really 10 o'clock, we thought it was midnight, and we'd go out on our court banging pots and pans and yelling happy new year. I didn't even know. But now we definitely stay up later, and we actually go out front and bang pots and pans at midnight. We also drink sparkling cider and do crackers. They're these little things that you pull open and they have a dumb little toy, a paper crown, and a joke inside. Pretty cool, huh?
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