So I went to this huge bookstore today that sold ENORMOUS amounts of books today. They had this one section called "Literature and Classics", and there were these huge, tall, cramped bookshelves with tons of editions of all of these famous books and authors. It was really interesting that when I saw some of these books I actually thought of some of my friends, i.e.:

-I saw a really old copy of "The Prince" that was pretty much falling apart at the seams, and also a small, aged copy of "Candide", and both reminded me of Karenina.

-I saw this beautiful old copy, in good shape, too, of Wuthering Heights, which of course reminded me of Emily :)

-I saw these huge, old books by Homer (Iliad, Odyssey, etc.) and they all reminded me of Brandon.

I ended up buying a 1938 edition of a compilation of Ernest Hemingway short stories! AHH! I love it soo much!! I really enjoyed the ones we read in school, and so I bought it so I could read even more! It has a preface in the beginning that was actually written by Ernest Hemingway! It's really interesting, especially this snippet:

"Reading [the stories] over, the ones I liked the best, outside of those that have achieved some notoriety so that school teachers include them in story collections that their pupils have to buy in story courses, and you are always faintly embarrassed to read them and wonder whether you really wrote them or did you maybe hear them somewhere, are The Short Happy Life of Francis Macomber, In Another COuntry, Hills Like White Elephants, A Way You'll Never Be, The Snows of Kilimanjaro, A Clean Well-Lighted Place, and a story called The Light of the World which nobody else ever liked."

I thought that was interesting, but also kind of ironic, because we ended up reading more than half of those in "story collections... in story courses." Heh.

So yeah, just me being a geek. :D

I'm not really gonna angst, more like talk about books full of teen angst.

So I just finished The Virgin Suicides, aka amazing, aka you need to read it.

And now I'm starting The Perks of Being a Wallflower, which is good so far.

But yeah, both of these books make me realize how weird and twisted highschool is, but at the same time it's beautiful.

And also, it makes me feel like I know what all the rebellious kids are doing. Reading about their promiscuous activities makes me feel a little less dorky and innocent.

... Only a little bit.

(P.S.: I also want a boyfriend. If you please, do include a list of candidates in a comment.)