Jan 27, 2011

Child's Play

As I've written before, I love to read and used to read all the time. After using a fellow passenger's Kindle on a flight, I'm now obsessed with e-readers (not sure if I can give up my addiction to bookshelves full of my favorites, but that's another post). So when I heard about a young adult series that women my age were obsessed with, I knew I had to check it out:



The Hunger Games by Suzanne Collins

I asked my aunt and uncle for the trilogy for Christmas, and luckily they haven't tired of getting me gifts that are too young for me (they've also bought me High School Musical and Glee). So I started the first book a few nights ago, let me give you a rundown:

Set in the future, where the U.S. has long since fallen to natural disasters and rebellions, a new country called Panem now exists. In order to keep citizens in line and from rebelling against harsh restrictions, the Peacekeepers organize the annual Hunger Games, were a teenage boy and girl are selected from each district to fight to the death in a tournament. In the end, one teenager is left standing, and they bring much glory in their home district.

The main character, Katniss, ends up in The Hunger Games when her younger sister is chosen, and she takes her place. That's pretty much all I can offer since I'm not that far into it. I'm strangely drawn to this book. Half the time I'm afraid to turn the page because I don't know what to expect, but I HAVE to turn the page.

I guess I'm on a kick of reading books that make me uncomfortable (The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo). Yay . . .

Jan 5, 2011

The 2000s

I don't think I realized what a momentous occasion NYE 2010 was until I started reading other bloggers' posts about the past decade of their life. It was then that it hit me. The "auts" or whatever the 2000s were called were full of change:

In the past 10 years I:
--had glasses and braces (can you say "hottie")
--learned how to drive, and bought a car
--got drunk for the first time. And then repeated that time infinite. But still, did not happen until this decade.
--danced on a bar
--flew on a plane by myself for the first time (pretty sure my mom cried when she dropped me off)
--met the best friends I will ever have
--became a sorority girl (see above point for why I love this)
--moved into said sorority's house, and felt like I'd won the lottery
--lived alone and completely independently. And loved it.
--had the stereotypical college spring break
--graduated from said college
--got a first job that I love (and still have)
--got into a bad car accident, and totally knew what to do
--fell in love (awww)
--performed onstage (or a football field) many, many times
--tap-danced
--was paid to drive a golf cart
--went to 19 weddings
--ran a half-marathon (considering I HATED running, this is huge)
--had the same wonderful dog
--discovered I love veal
--discovered I really like seafood too
--found a favorite book
--had four cell phones and didn't lose any
--visited 23 states

Can't wait to see what the next decade brings.

Bring it on, teens!