I am the Messenger

I am the Messenger is a really weird and unbelievable book. The plot was just not plausible at all. It was a book about some random kid getting aces in the mail with addresses attached to them. For each address, the kid had to "save" a different person from something. I just didn't think that would ever happen.

It was a pretty good book, but it was a little repetitive in my opinion. I don't know. I definetely liked The Catcher in the Rye better than this one. It was really hard for me to finish the book though considering this is the first time I have left my bed since Monday. Oh, and I lost 15 pounds from puking. FUN!!!

Bye Bye College Lit

Tiger Woods and a Goodbye to my Grandfather

R.I.P. Grandpa
August 25, 1932-January 12, 2009
You will not be forgotten

Alright, well this blog is the last possible thing I want to do today considering the circumstances that occured this morning. But it needs to get done so here we go.

This picture definetely reinforces black stereotypes BUT Tiger Woods agreed to do it. As long as African-Americans keep agreeing to take this photos and play similiar roles in movies, this stereotype will stay alive. So in my opinion, this is something we should not be talking about at all! Honestly.

It's the same thing when it comes to woman that are protrayed in the media. If they keep allowing themselves to be portrayed as "things" or sexual objects, their steretype will not change. That's up to them. Not us. So let's stop having this discussion.

I'd also like to make sure everyone knows that Tiger Woods should not be bomabarded with all these bombs that the bomb-dropping media lays on him. He cheated on his wife. Like 76.98% of marriages aren't loyal. But just because he's a celebrity, his private life is no longer that.

Tiger Woods is the greatest golfer whoever lived and his adultetry won't change that. He is not a "thug." He's "currently" married to a white woman and he has like 97 fafillion dollars. Yes, this picture reiterates black stereotypes, but he agreed to take this photo.

First Day of School in New Hampshire

In this section Birdie goes to a new school in New Hampshire, and of course the girls at her school are mean to her. Why does it seem that everyone is mean to poor little Birdie? The kids at her first school were unkind to her as well. I wouldn't say that Birdies dad is necessarily mean to her, but definetely doesn't treat her with the same respect as he does with Cole.

However, on her third day of the new school, she made a friend named Mona, like the Mona Lisa. However I don't think they are related in anyway shape or form. But at least Birdie made a friend. It was getting kind of depressing, because it seemed like nothing was going right until she met Mona.

Thank God for Mona.

Caucasia and the definition of Break

I really don't like this book. You know why I don't like it? Because I was FORCED to read it over break. Its called break for a reason. To give us a BREAK FROM SCHOOL WORK. Apparently, none of my teachers know the definition of "break." So, we all had to read about 7 gazillion pages over our precious time off, and because of that I had a bad attitude. Because I had a bad attitude, I had a bad attitude toward Caucasia. But thats not the only reason I don't like this book.

This book is pretty confusing, even for me and I've been called a genius by some. Caucasia jumps around way to much like a pogo stick. I get dizzy reading it. I know that you mean good and all Mr. Kunkle, but come on man, this book is just not a good read. The only thing I can relate to this book about is the swearing. I swear and the book swears. Other than that, I can't relate.

I'd rather write my own book than read this one. My book would full of wisdom and adventure. It would have some action in it. Caucasia, in my opinion, doesn't have action. Yeah, there's fighting between the adults but other than that, nada.

Anways, I have about an hour left of break. But it wasn't really a break from anything.