I was badly in need of what today turned out exactly to be. After the break neck pace of almost non-stop travel, picture editing, blogging, and taking care of school related business both home and abroad, I need to just chill out and not have anything bloggably awesome happen for a full sun cycle. This entry should push my blog word count over 25,000 since I arrived in
After that I sent a long overdue e-mail to my wife, who I am starting to miss very much. It’s been harder than I anticipated being away from her for this long. It appears that I am not as independent as I thought and I spent most of the day hoping that she would call, just by chance (especially because I am out of minutes on my phone). When I finished typing that tome to her, I then did another round of hand washed laundry, which I am hoping can get me through my last week here. I cleaned up my room, made my bed, and went upstairs at about , feeling pretty spectacular about things in general. We went to some posh restaurant with the whole Schwich family, besides Esther who is in
After lunch, which was a two hour event, I settled in to do what English teachers do best when they are not correcting papers: pleasure reading. Since Leah G. was threatening to execute me if I did not read the book she gave me while I was away, I decided to see if I could get through some of it while sitting on the couch in the Schwich’s living room. Something that I have come to enjoy, mostly, is that there is pretty much classical music playing 24/7 around this place and that it’s quite easy to listen to AND read. Something I might keep in mind when I am trying to stay up and correct papers to all hours of the morning. The book Leah recommended was Looking for Alaska by John Green. Its upper end Y.A. Literature, but it was a pretty satisfying read and I mowed through it, only getting up, once at to stretch my legs and check my e-mail, and grab a bite to eat for dinner (literally) with Beatrix. At about , I finished the book. Something of a modern day Catcher in the Rye, but for me with a more likeable character than J.D. Salinger’s Holden Caulfield. It made me think about a lot of aspects of life, which I always hold as the most important aspect of any book I consider reading. I think that is why I find so many books that I generally enjoy and tend to pass on works like The Sound and The Fury as the only thought I kept getting out of it was “why does this book make my brain hurt?”. I like crushing books in one (basically) sitting and this was no exception. It annoyed me that I didn’t finish the last Harry Potter in one single shot, that it took two sittings to get through it, but Looking for Alaska was only 225 pages. I recommend it, although despite its YA rating, it has some hot and heavy scenes from its eleventh grade protagonists. The second half, while somewhat forced and even contrived at times, did ask some great questions. I personally liked the character The Old Man, who was the world religion teacher. His philosophical questions were interesting and one of them I think I am going to use in UHS Mythology next year.
It also had a character, Pudge, who was addicted to knowing what people’s last words were before he or she died. It made me think about what I would like mine to be. Elias Pisner, German immigrant turned
It also reminded me of a recent lecture series that made headlines. It was about a college, Carnegie Mellon, that asked professors to prepare one lecture about anything and give it like it was the last lecture that they would ever give. One professor, Randy Pausch, was dying of cancer despite being a young guy, and gave what many have called “The Best Lecture of All Time”. I am linking a copy because I don’t have a lot of cultural substance today, so I feel like you, loyal blog followers, should at least get a bell or a whistle today.
And that was basically my lazy, chill day. And to steal a quote of a quote from Looking for Alaska (which has nothing to do with the state of
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