Saturday, October 18, 2014
its a hideous book, really.
I have a favorite book. Its not the best book in the world or the most popular. In fact, most people give me a really weird look when I say the title. And think im extremely strange for liking a book with such a title. its crazy because before this year, the title was just a title. But now, its a meaning. A purpose and a reason. The book is called "One of Those Hideous Books Where the Mother Dies." Im sure you understand now why the title has changed in outlook for me. anyways, the girl is a young adult whose mom dies and her dad pretty much a jerk who left her all alone. I can only imagine that her high school life really sucked. The book spends time going over some of her high school times so we kind of already know, but besides that point, Id like to have my own idea for her. I think she wanted to do more than the one drama club she chose to do. She was a loner and probably put in the yearbook as most likely to die alone with cats. You know? Even though her dad was famous, people didnt credit her for that. Which im sure is what she actually wanted. I believe it was hard forher to be more active with the school because of the pain she carried. So she did do some stuff in school, but mainly let pain take over who she would be.
olly olly oxen freeeeee
Waldo had never been apart of my life. I didnt know this guy growing up and didnt even know he existed. OOOPS. But now that i know the full story (kind of) I know that no one knows where waldo really is? Im going to gladly share with you where he is and has been all these years (in my opinion). Hes never been missing. Crazy, huh? Well its true. Waldo never went anywhere. Everytime you wonder where he is, bam hes right there. Every time you think about waldo.. BAM. Right there. Google waldo, and well.. BAM! Hes right there. I see waldo as this figure of our imaginations. Think of it, and bam youve found it. Stop with ghe constant overthinking it about where waldo is. Its more simple than that. Hes there everytime you want him to be. He was never lost or missing, he just went away when he wasnt being searched for. SEEEEE?? It makes so much sense and youre all mind blown. Waldo has been with you this whole time.. youre welcome.
home doesnt just mean home
I'll be honest, for a couple years now, I've had no clue what home even means. In my lifetime, ive lived in/stayed in over 30 houses (including trailers, apartments, etc.) It's hard to really be sure what home is when you're in a situation like I'm in. If you look in a dictionary, there are several different definitions and usages for the word "home." It only makes sense that one such as me would then become confused. Which home is mine of all these "homes"? I spent quite some time trying to figure it out for myself and determine what and where I call home. Unfortunately, I failed to come up with an answer. I found this definition, which also happens to be the first one you read in almost any dictionary online or in a book.
home hōm/ noun
1.
the place where one lives permanently, especially as a member of a family or household.
That is, of course, until they movie out and get a home of their own. Which then the word "home" becomes there own.
I do feel that this definition is logical and very correct, but it doesn't stand for all people. Especially not for me. I hear the saying "Home is where the heart is" a lot, and I guess that makes sense. But what if you don't know where your heart is? And don't necessarily know how to find out where it is? So, that's when I look to the other multiple definitions of the word home. Like I said, I couldn't find one that worked. But I did find one that I like a lot better than any of the others. It can stand for so much more and mean greater things than "where one lives permanently." Which was this:
home: a place where something flourishes, is most typically found, or from which it originates.
That definition instantly made me feel like I had finally found a way to call a place home and mean it. Its easy to just go ahead and say home. But whats your meaning behind the word when you say "home?" Mine is honesty still a hard one for me, but I'd just have to say the residence in which im staying right now is my home (wheren I am flourishing and most typically found).
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