i think i'm having a midlife crisis. what does one of those feel like? i don't even know who i am anymore. maybe it's more of an identity crisis. yes, that's it, i'm having an identity crisis.
i've run out of books to read. i don't know what to do with myself anymore.
i read four really good books in the past two weeks. here's my quick thoughts on them.
three cups of tea: really, really inspiring. a little slow at times, but it taught me so much about pakistan and the taliban and the humanitarian spirit. if greg mortenson isn't the coolest guy ever, i don't know who is.
kite runner: i got SO emotionally invested in this book. it is SO good. i would react to certain parts out loud and my roommate kept saying "rachael, it's going to be ok!" the author has the coolest writing style and envelops you in the story the whole time you're reading. there's not one dull part in that book.
hunger games: it's a young adult novel with a crazy love triangle and it's much better than twilight. (i do like twilight, regardless of the cotton candy substance. although i have serious issues with angsty, moody edward and bella, which is a discussion for another time.) and as morbid as the plot sounds- 24 kids thrown in an arena to fight to the death- it's SO ADDICTING! i stayed up so late reading, trying to will my eyes to stay open. i plowed through it in 24 hours.
catching fire: the sequel to hunger games. so intense. so good. i'm pre-ordering the third book on amazon. august. it's so far away.
and now, i've read almost every single book that every girl has brought here. i have one left that i brought from home (crossing to safety by wallace stegner), but i want to save that for planes, trains, and automobile rides. what am i supposed to do with myself?
i guess i could do something productive like work on lesson plans or build an orphanage.
to read or to not read? that is the question....
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