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Wednesday, January 25, 2006
Funkier than a Mosquito's Tweeter I'm mostly enjoying exam time this year. I mean, I hate studying and I hate exams, but I feel pretty calm about them this year. I feel like I really took the time to learn my stuff when it mattered, and now all I need is a bit of review before the tests. This is a new thing for me, this calmness. I'm not usually like this during exam time. In fact, I'm the exact opposite. It's weird, this differentness. I think I like it. Last night I crawled into bed at 11:30 and picked up a book that I had taken out from the library that evening. I started reading and just...kept right on reading until I finished the book. It took until 1:30 in the morning. It was a fair sized book - about 200 pages. It was really good, and I wasn't tired. I just kept on reading until it was done. It was nice. Books are so amazingly awesome. My life wouldn't be the same without them. I love when you pick out an extra-good one and it's so great that it consumes your life, and when you're not reading it all you can think about is the next spare moment you'll have when you can. And it makes you laugh out loud on the bus and the kids look at you like you're nuts. Or it makes you cry when you're curled up in bed, and your heart just aches for it and you want to keep it close to you forever. I'd like to write a book that does that to someone. I've been listening to lots of Jazz lately. Nina Simone, specifically. She's brilliant. I can't believe I've never listened to this stuff until now. It's so smooth and...smoooth. Like tea and honey and the best kind of poetry. Ohhh I like it. I've also been in the mood for some really upbeat, happy music with some really good beats. Any ideas? I've got nothin'. I'm not usually into anything hip-hoppy or even remotely funky. I've got about as much funk as one of those toilet paper cozies that old ladies crochet, the ones that look like little dolls. That's me. Speaking of poetry, I took out a book of Emily Dickinson from my school library. I need to hurry up and read it before the school librarian (ie - Adolfa Hitler of the Literary World) comes after me with a stick and makes me pay my weight in late fees. But I keep waiting for the right moment. You know. You need to have the right everything in order to read good poetry and enjoy it. You have to be in the right mood, be in the right place. Things have to be right. I also took out The Lady of Shallott, which the librarian (in one of her finer moments) smiled at and told me it was creepy. I'm excited. I should go to sleep. I have a long day of studying tomorrow. Studying and running. I ran this afternoon and it was beautiful. It was like plus 10 outside, and everything was sunny chirpy and wonderful. Freakish, though. At this time two years ago, school was closed for a week because it was too icy and blizzardy for the busses to run. Now it's practically spring. Scarry. Although, not entirely disappointing. I could get used to this global warming business. Okay, time to stop talking now. Hailey spazzed at 10:40:00 p.m. ***
Comments:
There's never a good time for me to read a little poetry. I hate it with a passion. I'd probably like it if I took the time to read it myself, but the only time I do read it is in school and of course they ALWAYS beat it to death. But I really do enjoy reading.
what book was it that kept you up into the wee hours of the night?
It was this silly one from the library.I think it's kind of geared towards younger kids (like 13-14 or so,), but I felt like reading it anyway. It's about this girl who goes through kind of a rough time after her dad dies. It's called "Perfect" by Natasha Friend. I like the way it's written. The main character id funny and genuine even though she's dealing with some hard stuff. I liked it.
I hate analyzing poetry, too. It takes all of the prettiness out of it. I just like the way all of the words fit together differently. Different combinations of them and stuff. I don't know. It's like this fluidity thing. Like they all just tumble out and land right there and they're perfect. I hope your exam went well today. Hooray, we're done!! I'm so happy. ANDDD I'm so excited about Teachers Convention. I talked to my mom again last night - gave her the update on our plans - and she's still a-ok with everything. Yesss! Miss you like crazy!!
maybe I'll have to check it out. I'm in need of a good book that keeps me up all night reading. lol
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