The reading game

I’m excited to share that I’ve taken up reading again. I may have mentioned it in the past, but lately (aka last few years) it’s been hard to get back into the habit of reading.

Firstly, I was working at Chapters, which you may or may not know is a bookstore. How do you feel interested in wanting to read a book when you’re constantly being drilled information about books and what they’re about. I didn’t even bother reading the books I was recommending because I felt as if I already knew what they were about and how they ended. Obviously, I had no idea what these books were about but I kept buying them and recommending them.

Secondly, I started university. I’m in a modern languages program so you can guess correctly that I do a lot of scholarly reading for school. Who wants to pick up a book for leisure when you’re having to finish an old-ass book from the 17-18th century. They call it modern languages, but you only really read old books. I shouldn’t say that though. Some of the readings were more modern and I’m currently enrolled in a couple classes that seem like they’ll be more modern than what I’m used to. But the excuse still stands. Ain’t no way I’m reading during my free time when I can barely keep up with the readings for class.

Lastly, I had lost my passion for many things during a past relationship and it’s been both a struggle and a journey to rediscover these passions that I had convinced myself were worthless and pointless. I am proud of the progress I’ve made, and trust me there’s been plenty. However, I know that there is still a lot more healing and struggling to do. Reading is one of those.

Last year, right around the time we got our dog, Winston, I was re-reading a series from my childhood called Pendragon by D.J. Machale. It’s a 10 book series that is super amazing and I’ve read them over and over again, but it’s been about a decade now and I’m so glad I’m re-reading them. Last year though, my dog ate the third book, which evidently was the one that I was currently enjoying. This is how it went down.

Luc and I walked into our apartment to see what kind of damage our new doggo was causing this time. He had only been left alone for about an hour while we did groceries. I look around and immediately see paper everywhere. I peer down and realize that these papers are from a book, my favorite series’ book number 3. One deep breath and I put the dog on his leash and announced that I couldn’t clean this mess and took the dog for a walk. At this point, Luc has no idea which book got destroyed (it’s that unrecognizable). I let him clean the mess, because I’m sure that if I do, I’ll break down. Sure enough, when I come back inside Luc has that sad ‘I’m sorry for your loss’ face. He knew I loved those books and that I was reading that exact one. I still love my dog and I didn’t scold him, but boys oh boys was I mad. And as always, this was one of those situations where they don’t make that style of book cover anymore so if I replace it, it’ll stick out like a sore thumb on my bookshelf. So I put off buying another one and was turned off from reading for a bit.

The good news is that I found a copy of the exact book that was destroyed at a thrift shop! They only had the one book from the entire series so to quote the series: “It was the way it was meant to be.” I have finished that particular book a while back and have just started book 5 yesterday. I’ll make the review in two batches. One for books 1-5, and the other for books 5-10.

I’ve also taken the time to put a different kind of book by my bedside table. Currently it’s Brené Brown’s Daring Greatly. I’m almost done of it and it’s surprised me in more ways than I thought it would. For a book that I’ve been recommending for years, I had no idea what it was actually about and I’m so glad that I’m finally taking the time to read it. I’ll post a review on that one as soon as I finish it.

On a side note, this blog has been kind of like an outlet for me lately, I’ve poured my heart out into this thing, not really wanting anyone to read it, but more to be able to take it off my shoulders. I’ve been feeling better and stronger, but I’m kind of getting bored of my endless dissertations. Personally, I wouldn’t want to follow along with a blog that all they did was rant and talk about boring personal stuff in these long posts that seem to have no end. Thank you for letting me use this platform in my healing process. My goal is not to have someone read all of this, it’s more to let myself write freely without the fear of holding back. So expect this type of writing in the future as well as other types of posts as well.

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Connected Once Again.

Having no internet sucks. So the thought of moving and finding a new internet company seemed like a huge hassle. So I thought: ‘Hey, I kinda like the package that I’m using right now, I’ll just call them and tell them I want it transferred to the new location.’

It sounds dandy, but in reality it was horrible. We waited an entirety of 3 whole days for the dumbos to come install our internet but no one showed up, no one called to tell us why either. After the third stand up, enough was enough. I thanked them for their service but would not be needing it after all, called up the nearest provider that I knew was reliable and ended up getting an even better package than before. Nothing beats that!

So now I have the internet again which means I finally can get back to netflix! And cross stitching, seeing as all my patterns are online. Also video games! And buzzfeed oh and I listen to all my music on youtube so I get that back too! No more screaming heavy metal. yay.

To be completely honest though, it was kind of nice to not have any internet. I don’t want to seem rude but we were completely oblivious to what was happening out in the world. And it seems a lot had happened, horrible and tragic events that I’m sad about, but had no idea about without the internet.

Being disconnected made me want to lead a super simple life. It made me want to cook meals and try my hand at a little baking. It made me physically go to the movie store to rent some movies. It felt good to not be glued to a device or computer because I will admit, I use those a lot. It was also nice to not be constantly reminded of everyone’s birthdays on facebook.

I think everyone should take the time to unplug their phones, pick up an old book that you loved or maybe that guitar you’ve always wanted to get good at but never put the time and the effort into it. Take up that old hobby or passion and do it! It’s those types of things in your life that will give you the most joy, not watching someone else do it on youtube. Or look at the wonderful things other people have done on instagram.

There’s a whole world out there for you to explore, right out your doorstep. (And no, that doesn’t mean by catching them all through pokemon go. Though you could catch a few along the way…)

That felt deep.

The Humans by Matt Haig

the humansFor the first time in a long time, I was part of a book club to read this book. I had heard good things about it but never thought that I would love it as much as I actually did. As we started our reading, I figured I would read it at a steady pace so to not go too far ahead of my friends. But once it came to a certain part in the book, I was obsessed, I needed to finish it as soon as possible.

The Humans by Matt Haig is a story about a mathematician named Andrew Martin who solves one of the world’s most challenging math theories. The theory was so advanced that it caught the attention of alien life forms who then decided that it would be too much for the human race to handle. So they decide to take Andrew from his home and send down an alien who will look just like him in order to destroy all evidence that Andrew Martin did indeed solve the Riemann zeta function. The alien will have to go as far as kill anyone who knew about it too.

So basically this alien, gets sent to earth with little to no knowledge about humans. He doesn’t understand the concepts like clothing, the news, love, etc. And he’s supposed to act like Andrew in order to find the information he needs. To put it bluntly, he gets into a lot of trouble and it’s a miracle how nobody saw through his disguise. They claimed he was crazy.

Later on in the book, he communicates with his supervisor aliens and they continuously tell him to stay pure and focused on the task at hand but the new Andrew Martin gets carried away in all of the human’s emotions. He discovers he can feel things and see things in a way he never knew was possible.

This is one of those books that really makes you reflect on your own life and makes you think twice about the things that surround you. It’s true, humans are a selfish species who sometimes tend to care more about themselves instead of the thousands of other species on this planet, but we learn to love wholeheartedly and we can live passionate lives without worrying about out impending death that will soon take us all. Despite our flaws, we are beautiful, smart, strong and wise.

I would recommend this to anyone who’s looking for something new and fresh. It isn’t your average sap story yet it isn’t a hardcore sci-fi novel either. If you have the chance, read it. You won’t be disappointed.

10 out of 10

The Hundred-Foot Journey by Richard C. Morais

Eeekk! I loved this book so freakin’ much!

10 out of 10!

The Hundred-Foot Journey took me on such a rich and cultural journey that there was absolutely no part that I didn’t like. This book will make you feel the need to travel and eat good food.

The story is about the Haji family from India that moves to France. They open an Indian restaurant right in front of a very classic and very popular French one. The owner of the French restaurant, Madame Mallory, isn’t pleased with her new neighbors and so the fight begins. Hassan, the young man who cooks for Maison Mumbai has an undying passion for food. After he discovers the flavors of French cooking, he wishes nothing more than to learn the fine art of French cuisine. He knows that Madame Malory would be the best teacher, but only if she gets past their cultural differences.

The beautiful descriptions in this book kept me captivated and mesmerized from the first page all the way to the last.

Definitely a must read for anyone who has ever fallen in love with a culture and/or it’s food!

10 out of 10!!!

P.S. I saw the movie and no word of a lie, I thought it was better than the book! Which is saying something! GO WATCH IT PLEASE! Once it comes out on Blu-Ray you need to:

1. Grab a bunch of friends who love food and movies.

2. Cook a bunch of different French and Indian food! (e.i. appetizers, meals, desserts… etc) While listening to a playlist of French and Indian music. (maybe I’ll make one eventually)

3. Watch The Hundred-Foot Journey movie while eating the food and drinking really good wine!

4. PERFECT NIGHT RIGHT THERE!