Good Bye Jane Eyre

The last 52 pages were heart wrenching and the good old "wow I did not see that coming." The wedding what a crappy turn of events for both Jane and Rochester. The strange "dream" that Jane had with the unknown woman was interesting.

If I was Jane I would stay with Rochester. I would stay with him because he has been through a lot, with his family selling him into a relationship and not telling him about his wife. So I would feel sorry for him.

I guess one of my favorite lines/paragraphs of the book was on page 348, "Gentle reader, may you never feel what I then felt! May your eyes never shed such stormy, scalding, heart-wrung tears as poured from mine. May you never appeal to Heaven in prayers so hopeless and so agonized as in that hour left my lips; for never may you, like me, dread to be the instrument of evil to what you wholly love." The paragraph was so powerful and heartbreaking, that she seemed angery and sad at the same time.

I think Jane Eyre should be taught in College Lit because it is a well writen book and a great girl book.

So good bye Jane Eyre.

Love Is A Strange Thing

Victorian women and today's women have one key thing in common. They both worried/worry about their outer beauty. My question is why?

I can relate to Jane Eyre with her love for Mr. Rochester, but my love is for a guy my age who is taken. I assume Jane wonders why he doesn't love her back. Especially when he is liking another insanly attractive woman. Jane is probably thinking to herself, "Am I not pretty enough for him?" Or " I know I can't sing well, but I can play the paino well."

I can relate because I feel the same way about this guy. "Am I not pretty or good enough for him?" Or "What does she have that I don't?"

So why is media so fascinated by female beauty, true or real beauty comes from within ones self. Who cares if you don't live up to today's female beauty guides, oh wait the media and maybe popular classmates. But why should they care? If your happy with who you are then why should you change and lose yourself expression just because what you do is not in style.

A great song that describes this is "Who I Am" by Jessica Andrews. The lyrics are below.

If I live to be a hundred
And never see the seven wonders
That'll be alright
If I don't make it to the big leagues
If I never win a Grammy
I'm gonna be just fine
'Cause I know exactly who I am

I am Rosemary's granddaughter
The spitting image of my father
And when the day is done
My momma's still my biggest fan
Sometimes I'm clueless and I'm clumsy
But I've got friends who love me
And they know just where I stand
It's all a part of me
And that's who I am

So when I make big mistake
When I fall flat on my face
I know I'll be alright
Should my tender heart be broken
I will cry those teardrops knowin'
I will be just fine
'Cause nothin' changes who I am

I am Rosemary's granddaughter
The spitting image of my father
And when the day is done
My momma's still my biggest fan
Sometimes I'm clueless and I'm clumsy
But I've got friends who love me
And they know just where I stand
It's all a part of me
And that's who I am

I'm a saint and I'm a sinner
I'm a loser, I'm a winner
I'm am steady and unstable
I am young but I'm able

I am Rosemary's granddaughter
The spitting image of my father
And when the day is done
My momma's still my biggest fan
Sometimes I'm clueless and I'm clumsy
But I've got friends who love me
And they know just where I stand
It's all a part of me
And that's who I am

I am Rosemary's granddaughter
The spitting image of my father
And when the day is done
My momma's still my biggest fan
Sometimes I'm clueless and I'm clumsy
But I've got friends who love me
And they know just where I stand
It's all a part of me
And that's who I am

Why Is Grace Poole So Nuts ?

Grace Poole is a very odd, strange, and crazy woman. Her laugh is a combination of a cackle and a giggle. When Jane first hears Grace, Jane is in the secret hallway following Mrs. Fairfax. Jane was startled and confused about what she had just heard. Grace is an odd seamstress maid, who might have lit Mr. Rochester's bed on fire and she might have bitten Mr. Mason.

So why is she nuts? Well if she did the things listed above then I would conclusively call her nuts, so someone please call the loony bin because I think they are missing a patient.

Confused About The Catcher and the Rye

When I first started reading The Catcher and the Rye I was confused (and I still am!). The story jumps around way too much and at times J.D. Salinger goes on random tangents or non-useful information. For example on page 17-18 he starts talking about how the dorm that Holden lives in. And why do we need to know how the dorm got its name?

At times I feel lost and baffled by this book. I am trying to like this book, but I am finding that hard to do. And another thing what is with the horse and city on the cover? The horse looks freaked out about something and why is it the biggest thing on the book cover?

So many questions and not enough answers.

Visions of Childhood

I enjoyed the four short stories we read at times.

The first story depicts the young childhood of a boy trying to impress his dad, yet he is too young to understand what is happening with his parents and their relationship.

The second story depicts the childhood of an nine year boy, whose parents were having a New Year's Eve party. The young boy is confused about why his uncles are fighting, and where his parents are? He finally finds his parents on their bed passed out. He then decides to lie down with them and listen to their heartbeats.

The third story depicts the childhood of a teenage girl, who has lots of family issues.

The fourth story depicts the childhood of a girl, who has a relationship. The story was many letters.

The movie I think that has a great depiction of childhood is "The Land Before Time" Series. The movie is about five dinosuars and how they play and grow up together.

Eight Ways To Look At A Cat

One:

My Feline inspiration, Martin! :)

The TV is on, mom is cooking.          

Sitting on the sofa is a brown

fuzz ball. Where is all this fine

fluff coming from?

Two:
Fat, playful, takes up half the
bed, and a big mamma's boy.
Why is this feline not mine?
Random toys scatter the floor.

Three:
They eat, sleep, take baths,
and play. What more could
cats want? Maybe they would
like their privacy when taking
their twentieth bath of the day?

Four:
It's three in the morning. What
does he want now maybe food
or playtime, who knows?

Five:
Why is catnip so addicting to
cats? He rubs it in his face. Is
it a weird natural high? Or is it
in their minds?

Six:
Singing or crying, I can't tell.
To him it's his masterpiece,
to me it's annoying at times.
Some times it can be cute.

Seven:

It's ten at night and all we

hear is the frantic, psychotic

episode of the cat. "Martin,

go to bed", we scream.

Eight:

Peace has finally fallen over

the fat, sleepy cat. Sleep well

my friend and sweet dreams.