Senior year is in full swing and I am doing really well. Exhausted and nervous and still awkwardly making things awkward, but good. I'm now, finally, 21 and a senior in college, two milestones that I've imagined reaching for years and I still don't know if I'm qualified to be either. I should be so much cooler now that I'm legal.
I read Asterios Polyp by David Mazzucchelli and weeks later I'm still not quite sure if I have the mental maturity to completely appreciate how wonderful and amazing and spell binding that book is. It now sits proudly, spine out, on my desk and there isn't a day that goes by that I don't reread parts of it. Its just so great so find something that rationalizes why I bust my bones, day in and day out, on comics.
I'm almost done with Bee Season by Myla Goldberg. Its going to be a sad day when I'm done. Remember back in High school that perfect little window when everyone reads Catcher in the Rye and the words just sing themselves into your 16 year old heart? I could not have picked a better time in my life to read Bee Season. I can't remember the last time a book made me weepy 62 pages in. Bee Season just perfectly exemplifies how stressful it is to be a youth with "potential" and if there is anything I can relate to, its that.
AND the new Whitney Houston album is so good! No joke! I've spent many a night doing the dishes to this song. There's this other song, a duet between Akon and Whitney called "Like I Never Left" that gets me every time.
Besides that, I do homework.