Monday, February 13, 2012

100 Books to Read.

According to the BBC, the average person has only read 6 of these 100 must-read books. I've bolded the ones I've read, and italicized the ones that I've partially read or never finished.

1 Pride and Prejudice – Jane Austen
2 The Lord of the Rings – JRR Tolkien
3 Jane Eyre – Charlotte Bronte
4 Harry Potter series – JK Rowling
5 To Kill a Mockingbird – Harper Lee
6 The Bible
7 Wuthering Heights – Emily Bronte
8 Nineteen Eighty Four – George Orwell
9 His Dark Materials – Philip Pullman
10 Great Expectations – Charles Dickens
11 Little Women – Louisa M Alcott
12 Tess of the D’Urbervilles – Thomas Hardy
13 Catch 22 – Joseph Heller
14 Complete Works of Shakespeare
15 Rebecca – Daphne Du Maurier
16 The Hobbit – JRR Tolkien
17 Birdsong – Sebastian Faulks
18 Catcher in the Rye – JD Salinger
19 The Time Traveller’s Wife – Audrey Niffenegger
20 Middlemarch – George Eliot
21 Gone With The Wind – Margaret Mitchell
22 The Great Gatsby – F Scott Fitzgerald
23 Bleak House – Charles Dickens
24 War and Peace – Leo Tolstoy
25 The Hitch Hiker’s Guide to the Galaxy – Douglas Adams
26 Brideshead Revisited – Evelyn Waugh
27 Crime and Punishment – Fyodor Dostoyevsky
28 Grapes of Wrath – John Steinbeck
29 Alice in Wonderland -Lewis Carol
30 The Wind in the Willows – Kenneth Grahame
31 Anna Karenina – Leo Tolstoy
32 David Copperfield – Charles Dickens
33 Chronicles of Narnia – CS Lewis
34 Emma – Jane Austen
35 Persuasion – Jane Austen
36 The Lion the Witch and the Wardrobe - CS Lewis
37 The Kite Runner – Khaled Hosseini
38 Captain Corelli’s Mandolin – Louis De Bernieres
39 Memoirs of a Geisha – Arthur Golden
40 Winnie the Pooh – AA Milne
41 Animal Farm – George Orwell
42 The Da Vinci Code – Dan Brown
43 One Hundred Years of Solitude – Gabriel Garcia Marquez
44 A Prayer for Owen Meaney – John Irving
45 The Woman in White – Wilkie Collins
46 Anne of Green Gables – LM Montgomery
47 Far From The Madding Crowd – Thomas Hardy
48 The Handmaid’s Tale – Margaret Atwood
49 Lord of the Flies – William Golding
50 Atonement – Ian McEwan
51 Life of Pi – Yann Martel
52 Dune – Frank Herbert
53 Cold Comfort Farm – Stella Gibbons
54 Sense and Sensibility – Jane Austen
55 A Suitable Boy – Vikram Seth
56 The Shadow of the Wind – Carlos Ruiz Zafon
57 A Tale Of Two Cities – Charles Dickens
58 Brave New World – Aldous Huxley
59 The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-time – Mark Haddon
60 Love In The Time Of Cholera – Gabriel Garcia Marquez
61 Of Mice and Men – John Steinbeck
62 Lolita – Vladimir Nabokov
63 The Secret History – Donna Tartt
64 The Lovely Bones – Alice Sebold
65 Count of Monte Cristo – Alexandre Dumas
66 On The Road – Jack Kerouac
67 Jude the Obscure – Thomas Hardy
68 Bridget Jones’s Diary – Helen Fielding
69 Midnight’s Children – Salman Rushdie
70 Moby Dick – Herman Melville
71 Oliver Twist – Charles Dickens
72 Dracula – Bram Stoker
73 The Secret Garden – Frances Hodgson Burnett
74 Notes From A Small Island – Bill Bryson
 75 Ulysses - James Joyce
76 The Bell Jar – Sylvia Plath
77 Swallows and Amazons – Arthur Ransome
78 Germinal – Emile Zola
79 Vanity Fair – William Makepeace Thackeray
80 Possession – AS Byatt
81 A Christmas Carol – Charles Dickens
82 Cloud Atlas – David Mitchel
83 The Color Purple – Alice Walker
84 The Remains of the Day – Kazuo Ishiguro
85 Madame Bovary – Gustave Flaubert
86 A Fine Balance – Rohinton Mistry
87 Charlotte’s Web – EB White
88 The Five People You Meet In Heaven – Mitch Albom
89 The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes- Sir Arthur Conan Doyle
90 The Faraway Tree Collection - Enid Blyton
91 Heart of Darkness – Joseph Conrad
92 The Little Prince – Antoine De Saint-Exupery
93 The Wasp Factory – Iain Banks
94 Watership Down – Richard Adams
95 A Confederacy of Dunces – John Kennedy Toole
96 A Town Like Alice – Nevil Shute
97 The Three Musketeers – Alexandre Dumas
98 Hamlet – William Shakespeare
99 Charlie and the Chocolate Factory – Roald Dahl
100 Les Miserables – Victor Hugo

So, that makes it a total of 26 books read, and 9 partially read. Not too bad, eh? One of my goals in life is to  have read all the books on this list. I'm basically about 1/4 through it, so hopefully within a few years I'll have finished it!

Oh, by the way, I passed my 100th post without realizing it. Haha, no point in celebrating now. Celebrations will come for 200th then!

How many of the books have you read?

Sunday, February 12, 2012

I really want a ukelele.

Last night I had a dream that (young, hot) John Lennon was my boyfriend. It was bizarre. John's not even my favorite Beatle. George is. And then, at the end of my dream, John died and I was devastated. It was weird experiencing this deep grief for some guy that I apparently loved in my dream. These kinds of dreams have been happening a lot lately. I keep falling in love with famous people in my dreams, but it's never fulfilling. They either die or I wake up before something good happens. I wonder what it means. It's almost like a constant reminder that I'm forever alone! :D

Guys, I'm so scared. I'm scared that I won't make any friends in college next year. I've had the same group of friends for 3 years. Any new friends I've made are because all of us are in the same classes. I don't know how to make friends outside of that anymore. I don't know how to make small talk, which is apparently an essential part of forming new friendships.

I lost a lot of friends I had at my church last winter because I was in a rut. I expected they would understand and be waiting for me when I returned to normal in the spring because that's what true friends do (which I thought they were). They didn't. Their lives went on. They grew closer and left me behind. I gave up on those church friends, and gave up on having friends at that place at all anymore. Losing friends you were previously close with has an enormous impact on you, though. Every time you go back and see them, it terrorizes you. You go home feeling worse than ever.
I just want to leave, forget they ever existed, and never see them again.

On top of that, my group of friends that I love dearly is going through a rough time. We've all been more tense and irritable, and not a day goes by in school that at least one mini-argument doesn't occur within the group. One day it's me and one friend. Another day it's another friend and her closest friend. It's scaring me, because we've never had such conflict. We're all so stressed though with all this overwhelming schoolwork, and maybe even tired of seeing each other all the time. Seeing each other every single day for the majority of the past 3 years gets annoying.

I'm hoping things will get better, but it all comes back to my fear of next year. My childhood and younger teen years, I suffered from two parasitic friendships that changed me. I lost any other friends I'd had for reasons I'm not entirely sure of. Up until sophomore year, I'd never had a great group of friends. Now, with everything that's happening and college looming in the near future, I'm wondering if I'll ever find the true friends everyone claims to have, or if I'm just destined to end up alone. But being alone is my greatest fear. You have no idea how much it terrifies me.

I'm starting to think there's something wrong with me. I either choose friends that take advantage of me, or I'm not good enough for them because they drop me entirely. I don't know why.

Don't mind me. I'm off to listen to Paul McCartney's new album...well, just because.

I'm also watching the Grammy's. Foster the People was amazing. As were the Beach Boys. And Macca. Oh  they made my night.

This band. Ugh. I've dreamt about them too.
Taylor Swift's performance sucks. Hey Taylor, I'ma let you finish but Paul McCartney had one of the best Grammy performances of ALL TIME. :D

Thursday, February 9, 2012

I was so tempted...

Out of sheer boredom and for the noble pursuit of procrastination, I decided to look up how much a domain name costs. I'm not planning on getting my own domain name and not interested in taking out the ".blogspot" part of my domain name; I was just curious. I had expected the choice of .com, .org, maybe .net. I got this:


.xxx! .XXX! I'd heard they finally made it an actual TLD (what does that even stand for?) specifically for those kinds of sites, but to have that as an option?! I'll shamefully admit, I considered it for one second, just for the hilarity. Could you imagine the wonderful irony? 

As if I had $80 to spare...

Laugh all you want at my immaturity. We all have a bit of a 15 year old boy in us. Well, maybe not.

Your eyes of judgement. I CAN FEEL THEM.
:)

Wednesday, February 8, 2012

Hi. It's Wednesday.

Coldplay has a new video! It's called "Charlie Brown," which makes me very excited because that's my current favorite of 'Mylo Xyloto'. Here it is:


I'm so satisfied with the video. It's exactly how I pictured it.

I've been missing a lot of school this year. Call it "senioritis" or whatever, but I think it's out of boredom (not to mention tiredness). I've become so unbelievably bored with everyday school life. It's the same routine every day. I can't possibly stress how boring it is. Every morning I wake up exhausted, go to school and sit in the same classes, take minimal notes, attempt to distract myself by googling random things, and still end up bored and exhausted.

I see no purpose in going to school. My learning these days is minimal. I can go through the entire day and not learn a single thing, mostly because I'm just too lazy to pay attention. I don't see anything we're taught as helpful, because I never end up reviewing the notes I take. I take some notes to pass the time. They don't help me. They're too broad for the very specific tests we're given. Knowing that hydrochloric acid is a strong acid and sodium hydroxide is a strong base is not going to help me on my Acids and Bases test. Only rereading the 30 page textbook chapter is going to help me.

Everything we're learning this year is so thoroughly uninteresting. It all bores me to death. The only class I find moderately intriguing is English, but the books are all kind of lame. I'm not one to label books "lame," but there really can't be anything worse than Edith Wharton's Ethan Frome.

You see, all of the classes I'm in are preparing for a college-level exam at the end of the year. I don't have a reason to care anymore. I got into college. If I keep my grades up to a decent level (and they are), I shouldn't get any admission reconsideration. What's the point then? Last year, I had something to prove. I had to prove to myself, to my peers, and to colleges that I could do well, and I did. I have a deep-set fear of personal mediocrity, and I overcame that in terms of academics.

(I hope you don't think I'm arrogant based on the above paragraph. I'm really not. For the longest time, I really believed I was just a stupid girl that got decent grades because she worked hard. I don't have any achievements to shove into people's faces or any extremely honorable accomplishments. I just recognize the fact that I worked hard. Does that make sense?)

I'm just into things now that are ultimately more satisfying than classes that really don't mean anything other than potential college credit. I put aside my interests for several years so that I could do well in school. That's grown old. I'm tired of being stressed. I want to finally reserve some time for myself and things that I enjoy.

Which is why I did no homework today, despite the fact that I have several projects I could (and should be) working on.

The logical side of my brain finds it essential to suggest that you ignore all of the above paragraphs in favor of a much shorter explanation for my lack of academic motivation and poor attendance record: I'm lazy.

Wednesday, February 1, 2012

My love for Pixar.

Pixar is the love of my life. It is the joy of the radiant sun that shines in the morning. It is the melodic laughter of a child. It is the combination of everything that is beautiful and adorable.

(Okay, creepy introduction paragraph over. I really seem to have a fondness for anaphora. Maybe because my name's in the term.)

I have an inexplicable, almost bizarre, love for Pixar. I've seen all of the major films and most of the shorts. I watch them consistently. I quote them at random. I annoy my friends about them.



For some reason, some people consider Pixar to be almost exclusively for children. I can't understand why. I grew up with Pixar and as they continue to release brilliant films, I don't find myself outgrowing them at all. They still make me as happy as I was when I watched them as a kid. Whereas my perspective has changed on some of the Disney films (I adore Peter Pan, but the constant references to killing in it is crazy!), my perspective on Pixar films hasn't. On the contrary, the things I discover in Pixar as a teenager make me love it even more than when I was a child. Some of the quotes I didn't recognize or understand as a child are my favorites now.

Finding Nemo: (conversation between two sharks when Marlin and Dory arrive)
Chum: Humans-think they own everything.
Anchor: Probably American.



Both of those quotes I wouldn't imagine understanding as a child, but I love them now. What hasn't changed, though, is how happy they make me. With Pixar films, when you watch the films, you get into their world and you become friends with the characters. They leave you happy and enchanted, thinking "well hey, life's not so bad. Actually, it's pretty fantastic!"

Finding Nemo is my favorite, closely followed by Ratatouille. Personal story time: when I was in 5th grade, my mom came down with a life-threatening chronic illness. It was a scary time, but I would watch Finding Nemo on my bed multiple times per week. It always made me feel better, no matter how bad things were going. Watching that movie and "Beyond the Sea" playing in the credits at the end, to me, solved everything. If Nemo and Marlin could overcome so many terrible things, why couldn't I? So yeah, there's a little sweet story for you.

The Pixar shorts are also adorable. They're like condensed versions of Pixar films, but are just as likeable. The fact that Pixar can tell as great of a story in 5 minutes as they can in 2 hours is true skill. Here's my favorite:


Moral of the story: Pixar is amazing. It works for all ages. It has great stories for little kids, and it has an added layer of depth and beauty for adults. It's perfect.