Jeez...I really need to quit disappearing from this site, because when I am on here, I actually have fun.
I was reading my last entry and I was like, "DAAAAAAAMN!!! 2009 WAS THE LAST TIME I POSTED ON HERE?!" Yeah. I realized it was a looooong time. But, it's a new year and I've decided to start fresh and new! So...here I am! I'm back! And I'm going to be doing what I do best! Finding random subjects to talk about and just go with it!
Like today! The random subject that comes to mind is...humor. What humors me - other than twilight bashing (because I don't care what anyone says, that crap is just hilarious) - is how easily people can twist a story until it suits their liking and then they blame everybody else for their actions.
Okay, I admit, when it initially happens, I'm kinda PO'd about it, but I think anyone would be if it happens to them. However, after I've had my time to be pissed off about it, I begin to find humor in it. Why? Because I would have to imagine that either these people are so ashamed of what they've done that they don't want to take responsibility for what they've done wrong or these people are just that afraid to face who they really are. Or worse yet...maybe they really don't believe they've done anything wrong and really believe it's everybody else's fault. No matter what the reason, in the end, the person who gets dissed because of this kind of person gets to look back and laugh it up.
So...please...anyone who's been through something like this, look back on it and laugh. Laugh louder! Now laugh as hard as you can! You know why? You know why you have the utter pleasure of laughing about this? Because that person is so insecure with themselves that they had to blame the world around them, and even though you got caught in their crossfire, you survived! And when you survive, you have to always remember to laugh off the bad or it might eat at you.
Now, of course, as always, I want to remind everyone that this is my opinion and my outlook. If you disagree, that's okay. You're allowed to disagree with me. You're allowed to think however you please and do as you please. Though, I am curious how other people view this topic. If you have any input on the subject and you'd like to share, please comment.
I'm interested in hearing what you have to say!
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Okay, now...maybe on to a bit of a lighter subject - if you considered the last one heavy at all. Haha!
I spent a lot of 2011 reading. I didn't realize how much I read until I realized that I'd finished 2 whole book series that equaled at least 15 books total, plus quite a few others that were either continuations of other series I'd read in the past, and I came to realize I'd read almost 25 books in the last year. That's A LOT of books for me.
Maybe I should start by telling all of you that I used to read A LOT as a child. My Dad read to me even when I was too small to really understand the story. I was reading at a 2nd grade level in Kindergarten, a sophomore level in the 6th grade, and college level by the time I was in 8th grade. I was quite the little avid reader when I was younger. My Lord of the Rings books are literally falling apart from how many times I read those when I was in middle school. (Seriously, my Fellowship of the Ring book is being held together by tape!)
As I got older, my interest in reading novels dwindled. It became all about Harry Potter and manga for me. Mostly manga, but I remained a faithful Harry Potter fan as I grew up. Other than Harry Potter, though, the only novel reading I did was if it was required of me. Granted, I discovered Anne Rice in high school and I loved her, but I never actually read ALL of her novels...at least not yet. I plan to try this year.
The problem, I realized eventually was that nothing that used to really excite me in the world of literature (Little House on the Prairie, Nancy Drew, Series of Unfortunate Events, etc) didn't thrill me the way they used to. I still enjoy them, don't get me wrong, but I just wasn't interested in reading them any longer. I went through a period of time where all I read was college text books, random magazine articles, FB updates, and Harry Potter over again.
Then...something amazing yet sad happened. On my trip to Okinawa, Japan, I brought my Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows book with me. I planed to finish it on that trip! And I did! And something devastating occurred to me - or something I considered devastating but didn't happen occurred to me. I thought that now that Harry Potter was done, I would never find a book series that moved me and solidified it's place in my heart permanently ever again. I thought that would be it for me and books. I would be stuck re-reading Harry Potter and Lord of the Rings forever because those were the only two book series that I can re-read, knowing exactly what's going to happen and never get tired of reading it anyway.
When I got home from this trip - which happened in June - I was thinking about this while I was laying on my bed...when I looked over. On my night stand was the Easter gift my parents had gotten me. The two disc special edition of Twilight. Now...I must explain to you that at that point in time, I was Anti-Twilight. Not because I actually hated the books or the movies...but because I was so flipping tired of hearing about it. Underneath said DVD was my Twilight book that I had tried twice to read, but never actually got past the first 3 pages of the book. I began to feel guilty. Not because I hadn't read it, but because that gift my parents had so thoughtfully bought me had a layer of dust on it so thick that the cover looked fuzzy.
So...I picked up Twilight and began to read...
8 days later, I finished Breaking Dawn.
That's what got me started reading again. I read the Twilight books and I cried, I got pissed off, I grieved, etc. It touched me in a way that I told my boyfriend that I discovered emotions within myself that I sort of thought were numb and dead. I even felt things I didn't know I could feel. I was so moved by the book series, that it became my jump start into a newer genre of reading.
When I first finished Twilight, I knew I didn't want to go back and re-read them right away, so I asked around to see if there were any other vampire book series that someone thought might interest me. One of my 'Other Moms' mentioned Cirque du Freak to me. So I read that. Because I ended up loving the author so much, I ended up reading his other series The Demonata.
I had finally found my niche in reading. I finally figured out what interested me. I discovered the world of paranormal fiction. From there, I discovered another genre that I loved even more, but perhaps I should leave that for another blog entry. 
For now, I hope I haven't bored you too much, and I hope you read to the end of my blog entry, because now I'd really like to ask you something. I'd like for you to leave me a comment telling me what your favorite book series is and why it is your favorite. Also, I'd like you to tell me why you think OTHERS should read it.
Thanks and as Tigger would say! TTFN! Ta-ta for now!
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