i am waiting for the one moment that changes everything.
Catching Elephant is a theme by Andy Taylor
FINALLY going to read this. I’ve been putting it off. Who cares if I’m in the middle of four other books?
Finally reading. I think I’ve put it off for so long because I have a feeling this will be a book that will change me.
One of the biggest things I’m looking forward to after graduation…
is reading all these books I have stacked on my dresser. I love reading for fun and taking 8 classes has made it pretty impossible to do any additional reading.
One of my classes has me reading three books that were on my “Read very soon” list so that’s a bonus. 7 more weeks. Hard to believe. I also have so much work to do still that I get little bouts of anxiety thinking about it. I can do this. 8 classes is incredibly hard with my full time job at TWLOHA but I know the reward will be worth it.
I’m thinking of rewarding my self with a trip to Ireland or London in September. We’ll see. Student loans will be coming and those little bouts of anxiety I have now will probably be full blown panic attacks.
“You Should Date An Illiterate Girl”
My friend Whitney posted about this article last night. I thought it was absolutely brilliant and had to share.
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“You Should Date An Illiterate Girl”
By Charles Warnke
Date a girl who doesn’t read. Find her in the weary squalor of a Midwestern bar. Find her in the smoke, drunken sweat, and varicolored light of an upscale nightclub. Wherever you find her, find her smiling. Make sure that it lingers when the people that are talking to her look away. Engage her with unsentimental trivialities. Use pick-up lines and laugh inwardly. Take her outside when the night overstays its welcome. Ignore the palpable weight of fatigue. Kiss her in the rain under the weak glow of a streetlamp because you’ve seen it in film. Remark at its lack of significance. Take her to your apartment. Dispatch with making love. Fuck her.
Let the anxious contract you’ve unwittingly written evolve slowly and uncomfortably into a relationship. Find shared interests and common ground like sushi, and folk music. Build an impenetrable bastion upon that ground. Make it sacred. Retreat into it every time the air gets stale, or the evenings get long. Talk about nothing of significance. Do little thinking. Let the months pass unnoticed. Ask her to move in. Let her decorate. Get into fights about inconsequential things like how the fucking shower curtain needs to be closed so that it doesn’t fucking collect mold. Let a year pass unnoticed. Begin to notice.
Looking for Alaska
I have this bad habit of reading five books at once. As I mentioned, I finished Blue Like Jazz a few days ago and instead of finishing one of the other four books I’m reading, I opened up a new one.
Whitney says if I don’t like this book she doesn’t think we can be friends anymore. She even has a tattoo on her leg from this. I’ve heard a lot of wonderful things about this book (not only from Whitney) and I’m excited to get further into it.
I want to start a book club, or be a part of a book club, or something like that. We tried to on Bamboozle Roadshow but we never were able to get to the bookstore. I spend so much time reading text books that it’s nice to read something I want to for a change. I’ve always been a book worm. There’s just something so special about stories and words that you can’t find anywhere else in life.
