Friday, July 4, 2008

Bloggingisenough

Blogs don't go very well for me. I never update them or tend to delete it because I don't want anyone to read what I wrote. But this time I'm sticking with it; I like having something tangible where I can see my thoughts and this will help me remember stuff I never want to forget. Plus no one will ever read this anyway.

My blog title, sleddingisenough, requires a bit of an explanation. Even people who know me won't get it. Its kinda random. Well, not really, its from a quote I really love from The Perks of Being a Wallflower by Stephen Chbosky.


This is how it goes:

"I walked over to the hill where we used to go and sled. There were a lot of little kids there. I watched them flying, doing jumps, and having races. And I thought that all those little kids are going to grow up someday. And all those little kids are going to do things we do. And they will all kiss someone someday. But for now sledding is enough. I think it would be great if sledding were always enough, but it isn't. "

At camp, my counselors gave everyone in my cabin a little card with our name on the front and a quote inside and I got that one. Except it was a little different because they ended it at but for now sledding is enough. That way it sounds more optomistic. It came at a perfect time for me because I had just finished reading Catcher in the Rye (and loved it :D) and that too is about childhood innocence. Now, I'm kind of in between feeling like I'm growing up and becoming more independent and being a reliant kid. Its mind blowing to me that college is so close. At times I still feel 10 :)

Thinking more about
Catcher in the Rye, if I was a boy, my dad wanted to name me Holden after Holden Caufield. It sounds kinda on the dorky side but I love that I would have been named after such a cool, angsty character. Usually people name their kids after something cutesier. When I was born, they settled on Isabel, after my my mom's favorite author, Isabel Allende. Not as edgy as Holden but Allende did write some heavy stuff, like a book about this kid who goes from New York to the Amazon. Its a great book.

Okay, I'm going to go lay out on the esplanade for 10 hours to see the fireworks. Happy Day you stuck it to Britain, America.

xx
Isabel

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