Where Have I Been?

Wow! It's been forever. There has been a lot of drama going on around here. I've been reading some really good books lately, though. I finished Eyes in the Mirror and am reading The Unbecoming of Mara Dyer. I'll hopefully get around to posting reviews of them. But for now I've got papers to write and stuff to do!

The Namesake Review

Movie Poster & Tie-in cover

Original US Publication Cover

 

 

 

The Namesake is the story of the Ganguli family and their lives in two worlds, one in the modern United States and the other in India. Two worlds also play a major part in the story of Gogol, the son in the book, who changes his name to Nikhil because he is ashamed of the name Gogol. He is named after a Russian author who is father favored, despite the fact that Indian custom dictates that he be named an traditional Indian name. The story is a follow up to author Jhumpa Lahiri's acclaimed debut novel The Interpreter of Maladies.

My thoughts:
I bought the book for two reasons, one it was on sale and two I loved The Interpreter of Maladies which I read during the summer before senior year of high school. Almost four years later I feel the same way about this book. I am not sure what it is that makes Lahiri's writing style so captivating. Perhaps it is the frankness of it all. Perhaps it is because Lahari, like Gogol, was raised in the US (though she was born in Britain) to Indian immigrants. Whatever the reason, even those (like me) who do not understand the difference between good names and pet names or know what foods the Ganguli family is eating can relate to the plight of at least one character. We have all felt lost at some point in time or felt as if we don't belong with everyone else. I challenge anyone to read this book and not have some thoughts about their own lives and exactly where in the world they fit.

Come Down to Me

I've become obsessed with their songs lately. Saving Jane is best known for the songs  "Girl Next Door" and "Supergirl." Supergirl became popular in 2008 after US Gymnast Nastia Lukin performed to the song for various events and her exhibition routine. Girl Next Door was released in 20045 and was a major hit with high school aged girls.

Today was rather non-eventful. I craftied a little bit and tried to do some homework. But that did not go very well. At all. And now I want to sleep.

Boy Scouts Saturday

Dealing with 30 screaming boys after getting less than 4 hours of sleep? It is interesting to say the least. After 3 hours of memory games and basketball I was ready for lunch and a nap. An hour of sleep later (I really dislike sleeping when other people are awake, I've decided) I tried to get some homework done. Eventually I just decided on reading and fell asleep watching Holes on Disney Channel. Seriously, that movie is always on Disney. Too bad the nap made sure I wasn't able to fall asleep until about 1 Sunday morning. I can't say if me hermit-ing in my room and not talking to anyone until lunch on Sunday was sad and depressing or not. I think after the week I had it was exactly what I needed.

Fabulous Friday

Given my post about Thursday, it should be no surprise we just needed time to rant/chill on Friday. I just wanted to get out of class as soon as possible on Friday. MIS was a waste of my time because I had already done the lab we were working on. The only upside of this particular class was that I got 5 points extra credit for helping people with the work. Maybe. And I need it after that test grade. Senior Sem was less a waste of my time, at least. I mean, we spent half of the class ranting about security issues  on campus. (Ranting will be the theme of the day). Lunch, homework, and chilling. Then I hung out with my big and my twin for a while after dinner. We don't do that enough so it was interesting. Went up to S's with the twin, V, T, & A to relax. And talk. And hang out. Too bad we didn't get to sleep until 4 in the morning and had to be up at 8 for APhiO stuff... the life of a college student.

My Own Worst Enemy

That's pretty much how I felt on Thursday. Classes and some very angry poetry later I still am not sure exactly that I've worked it all out. I mean really, really angry poetry. Do you something like poetry that makes you feel better? Helps get everything out? It isn't usually poetry for me, but whatever works, works I guess.

Kindly Unspoken

Wednesday. Wednesday, Wednesday. Certainly a day I will never forget. For one, it was raining again. Why exactly must it rain so much at school? It seems to only rain this much here. And we can't handle any more rain between all of the construction (I would like my campus back, thankyouverymuch) and the fact that there is nowhere for the rain to go so it all just floods.  In MIS we were working on Chapter 4 some more. I feel like we never get anything done in that class. Like we've been doing the same stuff forever. And in Senior Sem we are reading an article about media consumption and the perceptions of the police. I feel like it would have been more interesting if they had found something groundbreaking and not the stuff that people always seem to find. 

I also had the fun of tutoring 3 people in the course of 4 hours. Two psychology students who had a test Thursday and one Finance student. It is REALLY confusing to switch between the subjects. Like really. And I was just so tired of everything. And I couldn't even hide it, everyone knew. And then I had to go to ice breakers. And even just mentioning it makes my blood boil. It had all been coming to a head, and it isn't so much the not getting twins so much as it was the way I was told that I couldn't and then told that I wasn't around to rant to people about it. Who the hell thinks they can tell me what and what not to do or who or who not to talk to? And that is all I will say on that matter. Except that a friend and I did have an hour long rant session about everything right afterward.

Grace

Tuesday. I'm not sure I remember much of Tuesday. Ice breakers again. The "I'm Special"/ Shoe Game again. Grr. I really dislike this game. Notes and more notes in both my classes. I really dislike taking notes. Like really. The entire littles thing is just getting out of control. I don't really enjoy spending half of my day ranting about one topic. To everyone. I just can't handle it anymore.