Yes, yes, yes… I’m two days late and I am fully aware and apologetic of the
fact. Unfortunatley, it seems that Maths, in the form of an AP Maths exam that
I wrote yesterday (on a Saturday, as if the education system isn’t filled with
enough cruelty), is once again getting in the way of writing. The English
department would be thrilled at another example in how Mathematics is getting
in the way of literary education.
In any case, on with the Nerding! Let’s pretend it’s still
October, shall we?
Books
Books I’ve Read:
Book of the month
So seeing as we’re pretending that it’s October, technically
if I finished a book today it still counts as an “October Book”, right? In that
case, We Are All Completely Beside Ourselves wins, hands down. As I said in
my review, it’s an essential read for everybody who breathes air. No excuses.
Character of the month
Rosemary Cooke from We Are All Completely Beside Ourselves is by far the most incredible character I
have encountered in a long time. Actually, I can’t even consider her a
character, because she’s so human. Rosemary is fierce, but she finds it
difficult to place herself in modern society. She’s independent, and yet she’s still
growing up and still making mistakes. She’s complex and unique and I think
she’s wonderful. Best of all, she eventually manages to overcome everything
she’s struggled with for years and stops listening to the people who tell her
she has to “fit in” like everybody else. Rosemary starts to make her own rules
about life, and that’s what makes her truly powerful.
Quote of the month
“Whenever you need to win a
situation - talk about jazz, Johanna. It confuses people.”
Moments
Fangirl moment of the month
Let’s just take a quick moment to remember that this blog is
a no judgment zone (unless I’m doing the judging, of course) before I tell you
possibly one of the nerdiest things I’ve ever freaked out over.
Okay. Are you ready?
There is this place in town that has over seven floors
filled with used books and records. Filled.
Not like shelves-that-run-across-all-the-walls full. Like you-walk-through-the-door-and-trip-over-piles-of-books full. It is
phenomenal. They have a first edition Mein
Kampf in the basement. It is heaven. Absolute heaven. I could’ve stayed
there forever, were it not for the fact that there was nowhere to sit except
the floor and the smell of dust and books was making me slightly intoxicated
after a couple of hours. Blog coming soon, complete with photos.
Facepalm moment of the month
I can’t think of anything embarrassing I’ve done this month,
so that must either be a really good thing, or I did something so bad that I
had to block it from my memory.
But hey, if you’ve been feeling a little self-conscious this
month, at least you didn’t get caught by the police for stealing a chainsaw.
Because a guy in Florida did that, except the reason he was unsuccessful was
because he tried to smuggle it past the policemen by hiding it under his shirt.
And then trying to ride away on a stolen
bicycle, still holding the chainsaw under his shirt.
Or, you could count your lucky stars that you were not one
cat out of one hundred and fifty that police found in the house of a known
hoarder. Animal Protection services were so shocked that they didn’t even know
how to react to the situation. I mean, hoarding cats? And one hundred and fifty
of them? Seems terrifying. But that’s not all. The hoarder had been stopped
before because of her association with incidents involving over four hundred
and fifty cats.
This is so great. It’s a miracle that anybody has any faith
in the human race’s intelligence any more.
Music
Album of the month
This month I’ve been obsessed with two very different
albums, and they’re causing me extreme identity issues because one moment I’ll
be feeling pretty and girly and original and fabulous, and then the next I’m
fed up with the world and on a rampage about society, feeling like I need to go
get a tattoo and stomp around in my Dr. Martens. Fall Out Boy’s Save Rock and Roll was on repeat 24/7,
that is until I gave in and bought the new Taylor Swift album, 1989. I’m not even going to deny it;
Taylor Swift has been my secret obsession since about 2011, and I still love
her music. Listening to her music is that feeling when nobody’s home and you’re
dancing around in your underwear. She makes me want to wear red lipstick and go
on romantic boat rides. On the other hand, Fall Out Boy is just pure awesome
wrapped up in a purple bow and hurled through your bedroom window with a note
attached: “Meet me at the train station and we’ll go start a riot.” Do you see
the issue?Song of the month
Yet another dilemma is that whenever I listen to Mayday
Parade’s Angels I feel like bursting
into tears. So let’s add that to my already paradoxical personality and you get
a teenage girl lying on the floor wearing black boots and red lipstick, and
sobbing with alternative music playing in the background. This is great. It’s
no wonder I don’t have a boyfriend.
In any case, Angels
is the most beautiful song I have ever heard. You should listen to it. Now.
Lyric of the month
“If luck is on my side tonight
My clumsy tongue will make it right
And wrists that touch
It isn't much, but it's enough
To form imaginary lines
Forget your scars, we'll forget mine
The hours change so fast
Oh God, please make this last”
- Mayday Parade, I
Swear This Time I Mean It
So that’s pretty much the basics of what I’ve been up to
this month (last month, cough cough), but I hope this cured your boredom in
some way or another. Subscribe to get a notification when I post new blogs and
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