Weekly Reading Entry~Ouran High School Host Club

Ouran High School Host Club is a very funny anime and manga. It's about a group of teenagers who form a club to entertain girls. In this Host Club, there is a pair of twins, Hikaru and Kaoru. They are identical, and nearly always speaking in unison, or finishing each others sentences. It's like they can read each others minds or something.

I always thought that being a single child would be nice since I'd get more attention and my brother wouldn't be there. But then I might get lonely, so after I watched OHSHC, I began to think what it wold be like to have a twin EXACTLY like me.

When I told my mother, "I wish I had a twin exactly like me, like Hikaru and Kaoru," not knowing who they were, replied,

"I'm glad you don't have a twin, 'cuz I can barely stand one of you."

That still didn't put an end to my dreams. I still want a twin, even though it's impossible.

Weekly Reading Entry~Farewell To Manzanar

My grandfather was an immigrant, like Jeanne, the author and main character in Farewell To Manzanar, and her family. My grandfather came to America a few years after Jeanne Wakatsuki and her family had to board Manzanar, and my mother never told me if he had to go to a camp like Manzanar, but I don't think he did. Maybe it was just that Jeanne Wakatsuki had to go to Manzanar because she was Japanese and her story takes place during World War II.
But, then again, in a book called Esperanza Rising, the main character leaves her home to go to a camp. But in that, I suppose it was just because Esperanza and her mother were running away. And maybe it was during a war.

I forgot.

Farewell To Manzanar is "As haunting as the Diary of Anne Frank," says the back of the book. And now that I'm half way through the book, I can see that it is really quite sad. It's one of those autobiographies that makes you think "Holy crap, this seriously happened to someone?" Or like the movie Les Choristes, (which I love, by the way) the frightening French film. And whose music I'm listening to right now.
So, the next time you think "My life is so terrible" "Boring" "BLAHHHHH", think about how truely horrible OTHER people's lives are or have been.

Weekly Reading Entry~Ash

I know this may seem like a very strange way to start a response to a book, but I LOVE BREAD! To me, bread and starchy stuff like pasta and rice is the most delicious food EVER! It's basically all I ever eat.

In Ash, Ash's mother passes away. When this happens, Ash can't taste the bread she's eating. I don't ever remember not being able to taste anything. Maybe it's not even possible, not to be able to taste something... unless it's water. Maybe it's just a form of speech, and I will never know. I think about things like that a lot. Like, "It happens to other people, not me. Am I THAT different, or is it ALL A LIE?" Stuff like that. Like sugar rushes. I fake those, for people who are thinking, "I just saw her all hyper the other day."

When my aunt died, I don't remember not being able to taste anything. Maybe it's different, though, since my aunt and I didn't really know each other.

Losing family and loved ones is very hard, so authors exaggerate with food? I don't understand that at all, except that it's CONFUSING. Do you?