I just started studying for my exam tomorrow. My housemates are in New Hampshire right now. I need them to kill this huge fly for me so I can read in peace.
incredibly thankful for my physical and mental health
I may not have a flashy life; I may have my own troubles and worries; I may not have the most friends or the best social life; but I am truly happy!
I try to observe all factors possible in learning the truth that is in the Bible. I believe it is the most important book. There is also a lot of conflict over it that I’m not sure is necessary. Galileo was forced by the Church to renounce his…
“This is an irrational technique that spits in the face of a God who longs to communicate His heart to us.”
For some reason I decided to start reading A Thousand Splendid Suns last night at 12:30 AM even though I knew there was a high chance I wouldn’t be able to put it down.
It’s been maybe 3-4 years since the last time I read this book, which is just enough time for me to remember the plot, forget the details, and feel the emotions all over again as if it were the first time. I read with great apprehension, impatient for some good to finally happen.
It’s a heartbreaking story. There were a dozen points in the book where I’d like to write a happy ending, like one of those “choose your own adventure” games. But Khalad Hosseini doesn’t care what I think. He creates characters for us to root for, but makes no promise that all will be well in the end.
It’s the same in The Kite Runner, which I also stayed up reading last week. Unlike A Thousand Splendid Suns, which had somewhat of a satisfying closure, The Kite Runner left me feeling angry and cheated >:[
[mini spoiler alert] With both books, I had a very difficult time imagining myself in the characters’ shoes, mainly due to the age differences. In A Thousand Splendid Suns, I kept forgetting how young Mariam and Laila were. I tried imagining the 15 year old me getting married and it was impossible to wrap my head around. Laila’s love story was heartwarming and sweet, but then I remember that she is 11-14 ish. Is that even love?! And finally, the beginning of The Kite Runner was brimming with deceit, injustice, cruelty, and disgusting things/people/scenes. Yet, the characters are children… 10 year olds… how can this be?
I definitely didn’t take my sweet ass time reading these books; I devoured both in one sitting, both late at night. I couldn’t take it slowly even if I wanted to, because I needed to make sure the characters I was rooting for turned out okay. But when they didn’t I was very, very, very sad.
in a healthy, close relationship of any kind, when something upsets you, you need to bring it up. as soon as possible, even. cultivate an environment in which you both can talk about things that upset you, with the utmost attention to everyone’s feelings. it’s a really simple thing to do but it’s a thing i’ve been working on for a while and i’m getting actual nice things happening as a result
If only I could take all the water from these Providence summer rainstorms and dump it in California.