If you didn't know, I'm in university (4th year; almost done!!!). And I've noticed that there are certain things that bother me about books, especially because I buy them used. Namely, the fact that just about everyone writes inside the margins or in between the lines/highlights certain phrases. Or, if you take a book out of the library, the entire thing is covered in pink highlighter, which is dumb, because it's a book from the library.
So, there are a few things I want to get off my chest, about university books, and books, in general.
1. Do not EVER dog-ear a page.
2. Do NOT write on the pages of a book.
3. If #2 is unavoidable:
a) Only write where necessary. Ie. if you don't know the meaning of a word, write down a different meaning.
b) Use a pencil and NOT a pen or highlighter.
i) When using said pencil, write lightly. Do not EVER create indentations in the page because this creates a certain displeasure to the person who takes over ownership of said book and who wants to erase the pencil markings
I think that's it. For now. If I think of more to add to the list, I will certainly edit this post. Also, let me know if there's anything you think I should add to the list.
I would also encourage you to read Inkheart by Cornelia Funke. I took #1 from this book, because the characters are book lovers, and also discourage dog-earring pages ^^ It's also a good read, if you have time.
Saturday 25 January 2014
Friday 24 January 2014
Celebrity Obsession
I don't know about you guys, but sometimes I get *kindof* obsessed with celebrities, namely well-known male actors. I'm currently on a Tom Hiddleston stint, that has not worn off for the past week or so. (I'm watching BBC's "The Hollow Crown" at the moment and it's marvelous. I'd recommend it if you have 8 hours to spare...2 hours an episode. Yup. Brits be crazy.)
This got me thinking about my daydreams and bucket lists and so on. Like, some people make it a life goal to meet the celebrity they love: a musician, an actor, an athlete, an author, and the list goes on. And some of those people take it to the extreme, by Facebook messaging and emailing and sending physical mail and tweeting them non-stop. (I'm not gonna lie, I've thought about it with Mr. Hiddleston. I follow him on Twitter and check it regularly...Don't judge.)
Then I thought about how the celebrities must feel when this happens to them, this over-abundant wave of "love" from an adoring aka obsessed fan. Do they think, "Oh God, not him/her," and/or, "I need a restraining order"? What if this fan spammed them tastefully...if that's even possible? Would said celebrity not feel exposed to the world/embarrassed/harassed/scared?
There are many times when I would just love the opportunity to sit down with a well-known person and just ask them what it's like. Does he hate it, does she love it, does he ever wonder how has this happened to me and why? Does she appreciate it? Does she get confused every once in a while as to how she got where she is? (I'm using these articles spread all over the place, sorry if it's confusing you!)
And then I wonder if they just want to be treated "like a normal person" some days. For example, has he ever been mobbed at a clothing store by patrons and staff alike and would he like that to not happen? Also, do staff people freak out when they see a famous person walk through the door and start fangirling? Or do they have to be professional and keep all their emotions inside? And if the latter, does the famous person ever get confused and be like, "Don't you know who I am?!"?
I'd like to think that I'd be normal and not freak out when I see a celebrity in the street, but the situation hasn't happened to me yet (I've definitely daydreamed about it though)...or it might not ever happen. We'll see what the future holds.
What do you guys think about celebrity crushes? Hate them, love them, get weirded out by them as I'm doing right now?
This got me thinking about my daydreams and bucket lists and so on. Like, some people make it a life goal to meet the celebrity they love: a musician, an actor, an athlete, an author, and the list goes on. And some of those people take it to the extreme, by Facebook messaging and emailing and sending physical mail and tweeting them non-stop. (I'm not gonna lie, I've thought about it with Mr. Hiddleston. I follow him on Twitter and check it regularly...Don't judge.)
Then I thought about how the celebrities must feel when this happens to them, this over-abundant wave of "love" from an adoring aka obsessed fan. Do they think, "Oh God, not him/her," and/or, "I need a restraining order"? What if this fan spammed them tastefully...if that's even possible? Would said celebrity not feel exposed to the world/embarrassed/harassed/scared?
There are many times when I would just love the opportunity to sit down with a well-known person and just ask them what it's like. Does he hate it, does she love it, does he ever wonder how has this happened to me and why? Does she appreciate it? Does she get confused every once in a while as to how she got where she is? (I'm using these articles spread all over the place, sorry if it's confusing you!)
And then I wonder if they just want to be treated "like a normal person" some days. For example, has he ever been mobbed at a clothing store by patrons and staff alike and would he like that to not happen? Also, do staff people freak out when they see a famous person walk through the door and start fangirling? Or do they have to be professional and keep all their emotions inside? And if the latter, does the famous person ever get confused and be like, "Don't you know who I am?!"?
I'd like to think that I'd be normal and not freak out when I see a celebrity in the street, but the situation hasn't happened to me yet (I've definitely daydreamed about it though)...or it might not ever happen. We'll see what the future holds.
What do you guys think about celebrity crushes? Hate them, love them, get weirded out by them as I'm doing right now?
Saturday 4 January 2014
Confession #1
Is it horrible to say I don't have any friends?
My definition of a friend is someone who cares; who will listen to everything aggravating, depressing, shocking, exciting; who wants to get to know you; who you're comfortable to be with; and who doesn't become awkward after one silence. I find that this happens to me with everyone I know. I think I'm the problem with all of my friendships: I've become more of a recluse than when I was younger, choosing to be alone and in my room, conversing with strangers on the internet instead of out and about in the real world with real people. I don't text my friends as often as I used to, or I'd rather be eloquent in a text instead of in person. I'd rather be reading fan fiction than at a party; drinking water instead of alcohol; writing a blog post instead of talking to someone.
At one time, I would have considered my sister to be my best friend, the person I could tell anything to. Now, I can't, because I don't even know who she is anymore.
People change. Or they don't. I've heard both. I think I'm just my younger self magnified: I haven't grown up yet. And I don't want to. But I don't think I have a choice, do I? Everyone has to become independent and responsible at some point. Unfortunately, I've delayed my adulthood and it's going to blindside me. I'm not looking forward to it.
My definition of a friend is someone who cares; who will listen to everything aggravating, depressing, shocking, exciting; who wants to get to know you; who you're comfortable to be with; and who doesn't become awkward after one silence. I find that this happens to me with everyone I know. I think I'm the problem with all of my friendships: I've become more of a recluse than when I was younger, choosing to be alone and in my room, conversing with strangers on the internet instead of out and about in the real world with real people. I don't text my friends as often as I used to, or I'd rather be eloquent in a text instead of in person. I'd rather be reading fan fiction than at a party; drinking water instead of alcohol; writing a blog post instead of talking to someone.
At one time, I would have considered my sister to be my best friend, the person I could tell anything to. Now, I can't, because I don't even know who she is anymore.
People change. Or they don't. I've heard both. I think I'm just my younger self magnified: I haven't grown up yet. And I don't want to. But I don't think I have a choice, do I? Everyone has to become independent and responsible at some point. Unfortunately, I've delayed my adulthood and it's going to blindside me. I'm not looking forward to it.
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