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13 November 2010 @ 08:50 pm
10 January 2009 @ 06:38 pm
Just today I finished the book 'Paper Towns' by John Green.  Now I've had some weird way of connecting with certain characters in whatever book I'm reading, but this time was different I think.   I am unusually attached to Margo Roth Spiegelman, not the way Q was or any other fictional characters in the book, but a new way.  Like her logic, her way of living, is what I've been searching for.  It took just three-hundred and five pages of a stranger's words to make me realize how stuck I am.  Thinking of the lines over again, I've kind of become Quentin Jacobsen or I should say, have been him.   Growing accustomed to the boring life and the paper town, always been a paper girl but deep down something three dimensional.  Just no one has dug that far into me to grasp onto that.  So maybe Margo's logic, in a crazy sense, was correct.  Leave before you're stuck forever.  Go on a big adventure, become a legend, be the interest of a specific person that's been your interest all along.   Margo made me realize that I hate the way I'm living.  In a rundown town, constantly worried if certain people care about me in a certain way, always thinking about what's going to happen tomorrow instead of what's gonna happen today.   I want someone like Q in my life, someone that's willing to crack the mystery that is Joy Coleman.  But with the impaitence that today's humanity has caught, there's no chance.    I really don't know what I am trying to get to but somehow I felt like I need to type out all these feelings down just because of the fact they poison my mind, its time for them to get sucked out the way you would deal with snake venom.

Of course, this could all just prove the fact that I'm insane.

Till next time-
09 November 2008 @ 03:10 pm
Pretty much how I wanted to be on November 4th after hearing the good news.

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