I don't want to write a long speech or anything, All I have to say is: Watch this. If you've never, ever before heard of it, watch this. If you've heard of it but don't know what it is, watch this. If you know what it is but have never seen this, watch this. Just watch it. That is all.
I understand that dedicating an entire post to a favourite thing is the mother of all cliches in the blogging world. But Reader, I see it as a dare to blog regularly. So here goes.
There are way too many literary and movie characters that I love, to pick a favourite. Picking a favourite child would be easier. The trick is to just let each child think they are your favourite.
I've read this book 8 times, and it's not even close to boring yet.
But I digress. I know with all the easter eggs and references, I've been dropping in my past posts, it would seem that I'd write this post about Jane Eyre. Reader, I'll save Jane for another blogpost, today I choose to talk about Alaska Young, from Looking For Alaska by John Green. Since I just read this book recently and was completely mind blown by her character.
She was crazy, temperamental, messed up, self-destructive and a compulsive bitch. She was also gorgeous, clever, funny, articulate and utterly fascinating. First of all, with a name like Alaska, it's hard to say that one doesn't automatically becomes interesting. Like most of us, she was most definitely a nerdfighter! She was strong-hearted. A feminist; she never failed to cry out, "DO NOT OBJECTIFY WOMEN" when people dissed the female gender. She was always full of life and exhibited a reckless combination of adventurous and destructive behaviour, much like a hurricane to which she has often been compared to.
SPOILER ALERT. If you haven't read the book. (Get your butt off the internet and read this book right NOW)
It's a fact that I always get attached to tragically misunderstood characters (Severus Snape, Luke Castellan) and somehow all these epic characters die in the end causing me to feel tight-chested and teary-eyed, because yeah, it's sad. And right now I'm grovelling in the death of this epic character.
Lastly, out of all female characters from YA Literature, I think Alaska has to be the most interesting of them all.
"I really would give you this clover. Except luck is for suckers." She pinched the runt petal between the nails of her thumb and fingers and plucked it. "There," she said to the clover as she dropped it onto the ground. "Now you're not a genetic freak anymore." -Alaska Young
I think I might be a traitor to all apocalypse believers out there. And I blame Charlie.
Okay. That accent can not only cure cancer but also it just makes me want to fling all that negativity right out the window, [cue patriotic music] and believe.
But Reader, assuming that we have more time makes us settle back into old patterns of mediocrity. I know I have, witnessed through my ever increasing addiction to YouTube videos and How I Met Your Mother reruns. We aren't living, we are merely existing.
Maybe the Mayans were onto something when they created that infamous calendar. Maybe they foresaw the state of the world's future, and realized that only a fake apocalypse scare would jolt us out of our stupor of inadequacy. Because if we knew we were going to die, we would want to live first.
