Five, four, three, two, one, VACAY TIME.
Only five days left until the vacation and I am soooo ready for a week of sleeping in, spending my days in the sun, company of my choosing, literature of my choosing, et cetera. I have been craving books so badly, I don’t think I have read for enjoyment since I went back to school. It is kind of like that week, where I lived off frozen pizzas and diet coke. I was pretty ready for an apple by then. True story, bro.
The truth is that I am so fed up with only reading excerpts. My first and only impressions of some of the greatest authors ever, have been through excerpts of their masterpieces. I am so opposed to the idea of dissecting a book and its character gallery based on five or six pages, and it pisses me off every single time. I am no author, but I can imagine one of such title feeling slightly disheartened that their work, which I believe only really works in its entirety, gets summed up and boiled down like that based on barely any information. I understand why it works that way, I do, but it is more the point of it.
That is why I have vowed to follow up on every single author we have read anything by in my English class. When I am done with school, that is. I don’t think my head can handle more than one book at a time. Oh, I’m sorry, EXCERPT.
Also, for something totally unrelated: I don’t think this is what was intended, but the movie “He Is Just Not That Into You” (which I think BLOWS) is on right now and it is seriously depressing. All the hurt feelings, the infidelity… it might end well, but it sure is a long depressing road getting there… and Ben Affleck’s cringe-inducing proposal definitely did not help.