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It’s back, it’s back! Link party below:

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+ Can I get an amen on this EliteDaily article about how you assholes keep calling us crazy, but really, you’re just dicks? K, thx.

+ You have to be deaf if you don’t like Ariana Grande. Proof in the Whitney Houston-cover pudding found HERE.

+ Because I’ve been sick (read: FATIGUED!) for so long, here’s a Buzzfeed article of all my eternally exhausted faces……. as told through DOG PHOTOS!

+ This perfectly describes how people who don’t vaccinate themselves or children sound to me… brava, Girl Pants!

+ i-D magazine compiled a perf vid of slang terms you need to know. You may think you’re above slang, but all us teachers will tell you: YA NEED. TA KNOW!

+ Since I’m in a slump right now, I figured we could all use this kid-approved list of 22 acts of kindness we can all easily pull off.

+ Also, if you’re feeling slump-ish, let’s all read Amazon’s 100 must-read books to escape, eh?

+ Realizing late in life I’m probably in this slump because I fall under 95% of these 11 traits of an Indigo child

+ A simple, yet comprehensive, list of traits all of us should have in a partner!

+ Overall, I think Iggy Azaela is problematic, but I think it she would focus more of her time acting like this–open and honest about plastic surgery aka WHY DON’T ALL CELEBS DO THIS?!–she could gain some respect and maybe start forging her own (non-problematic) path.

 

What Gatsby Really Meant

I posted an article a long time ago about The Great Gatsby house’s impending demolition. I stumbled across this irate response to it today. She seemed up in arms because I’d mentioned the house stood for an America and a book we forget and/or take for granted. She said I was missing the point of The Great Gatsby, and it made me laugh. (It also made me a little sad because her Tumblr is filled with goodies like Avengers men and GoT jokes. WE’RE LIKE SOUL SISTAS.)

What I meant by my statement was that we forget our history. We allow monuments that stand for something to be demolished and save petty things like fur coats and jewelry. The house, she suggested, stood for lavish, indulgent times, and maybe she’s right… but what it truly stands for is a book that changed the face of literature. And the book itself, well, it is a beautiful piece of fiction that I hear more and more people shrug off as “bad,” “boring,” or “old.” We can’t let people let this book just slip away. It’s not a relic; it’s a gorgeous story about our past, albeit a flawed past.

So what I meant and still mean by saying we take this book and America of past for granted is that we forget our roots. We have to remember, whether we’re learning a lesson so we won’t repeat history or merely reflecting on what came before us. It’s important. What came before in history, both of our country and in literature, is vital to recall so we can learn, teach, change, remember.

Review: Mockingjay

I finally finished the trilogy sometime last week. I thought its writing was far superior than that of the previous books. I liked the plot and its darker themes, but there were a couple of moments where Collins wasn’t as solid with plot as in the previous two. The ending was done very well, but it was very, very surprising and kind of a punch in the face. It was one of the most poignant endings in any book I’ve ever read.

I was glad that I had finally made some decisions about the relationships between the characters by the time I was forced to by Collins.

Overall, I loved the story and Katniss. It took me a long time to decide if I liked some of the other characters and there could have been more description in almost every aspect of the novels. I thought Collins’ writing was mediocre, but will serve well for a movie script. I wouldn’t regard them as my favorites, but I would recommend them to everyone and I will always view the reading experience as exciting and enjoyable.

Review: Catching Fire

“Catching Fire” was better than its predecessor in a lot of ways, though I must admit I missed some of the aspects of the first book!

I have a really horrible habit of predicting what’s going to happen in a book or a series. I do everything possible to avoid it, to shut down that aspect of my thought process, but it always happens. Nevertheless, despite my foreseeing some of these events, Collins still surprised me in how she arrived at them. The writing was better all-around and we got to spend a lot more time getting to know the characters in their downtime than in “Holy shit, that thing is coming after me!” time.

I may still be completely undecided on some of the relationships that have unfolded, but that’s all the more reason I can’t wait to read “Mockingjay!”

Book Review: The Hunger Games

I finally read “The Hunger Games!” I got my long awaited call from the library and tore through it between many holiday gatherings and house projects. While I love the characters, setting, and story, I was rather alarmed by the choppy writing of Suzanne Collins. I realize the trilogy is for “young adults,” but it was almost as if a young adult wrote it his or herself. I’m kind of appalled by the apparent lack of editing. Don’t get me wrong – I’m definitely working on “Catching Fire” as we speak!

Book Review: Nerd Do Well

I finished “Nerd Do Well” after a bout of sickness! I thought Simon Pegg had some of the loveliest philosophies on life I’ve ever read. The review is on my book list, if you so care to venture there.

I promised my friend I’d read The Hunger Game trilogy next! Have you guys read them yet? I’ve heard rave reviews from everyone.

Book Review: Clapton

Some of you who have been following me since I started this blog know that I have been unsuccessfully trying to get through Eric Clapton’s autobiography, “Clapton.” All I wanted to do was continue forth on my reading list at normal stride, but this book was determined to never let me read another book again.

Today, however, I was sidelined with some pretty heavy sickness, and I took the opportunity to power through the book since I had nothing better to do anyway. So here it is, the long-awaited, brief review of “Clapton.”

The first 100 pages were not only dry, but they held so many names that my confusion maxed out early on. There were opportunities to explore Clapton’s early bands (Yardbirds, etc.) that he just kind of blew over. I understand that he had more interesting tales to get to (THANKFULLY), but he could have lingered even just a moment longer on these HUGE events in his early life. Around the Cream era, however, Clapton started writing from the heart and really opened up. Maybe it makes me a terrible person for liking the more heartbreaking and challenging “section” of Clapton’s life, but it made him real and flawed, and this injected his writing with soul. I cried reading about Conor, was moved by his dedication to Crossroads, and am happy he has found some bliss in his later life. The epilogue, though a bit cheesy, was a truly sweet tribute to some of those who have influenced his career. The last paragraph of the book, which I refuse to ruin for anyone, might be the truest words ever written about music.

And just like that, I’m free from the chains of “Clapton” and onto a new book and accompanying review.

I just made an archive of my summer & school year reading lists from the past 3 years. If you’re interested in my brief critiques, check it out. If not, don’t!

(2007, 2007-2008, 2008, 2008-2009, 2009, 2010)

However, please take a sec to check out this last one, as it is what I have set up until Summer 2011. Some of them are books I’ve had on my list since I was a teenager, and if any of the books are pure garbage, by all means, let me know! I’ll trust ya.

2010-2011