C'est Moi!

All right, I know that (for some of you) that title creates certain images, or rather, lyrics, to pop right into the head, but that is not what I was really intending when I typed it, and it just fits too well for me to change it. Besides, I cannot come up with anything else to put in there, so why not just leave it? -- Because it makes you think of a bad Kingdom Stealing Wretch who Couldn't even Sing and so Should not Have been Cast in a Rather Important Role in a Musical -- Well, I'll just have to tell you -- that is not a good enough reason to make me change it. besides, you haven't given me anything better, so it stays.

Now, the whole point of this blog post is not to rave on about the title and Lancelot and Camelot etc. etc. etc. (we aren't going to go there -- do not worry. I have a plan -- just hang tight.) It may seem like this whole thing has no point, but just remember that appearances may be deceiving. So, what I was intending to write about before I put in the title which led us down a rather dull bunny trail -- or is it rabbit trail? I'll stop.

What I was GOING to say was that I finished Hunchback of Notre Dame. It is a very good book, even though it is definitely rated... well, probably older than me. but we're not going to go into that. I just kind of read on when that happened. It is a really good book. Despite the fact that everyone who died did so in a rather horrific manner. I'm not going to go into that either. We had enough of disturbing things in English Class this year, I don't want to inflict anything else on anybody. And the people swore a lot. but they swore in French, so I am not exactly plagued by that as much as... I might have been. I kind of said 'oh! another swear word in French!' and then went on.

Anyway... the book was really good. it was quite tragic however. I did not know before hand whether it had a happy ending or a sad ending, so I was kind of disappointed. I mean, I like tragic stories, but really, something with a happy ending just leaves you feeling happier! Which really goes without saying. But this was better than some books, because Victor Hugo had set it up in a position that the characters you cared about would be happier dead than alive, so it was just better this way. The sad part about that was that the one character actually did kill himself... which is just wrong. I was happy that it wasn't a suicide or anything. it was different... which sounds funny, I know, but i will not go into details. I don't like spoiling things for people.

So, I finished it. it's really funny that every time I finish a book that has taken rather a lot of time to get through I feel empty. every time, I just don't know what to do with myself. sometimes I don't know whether to laugh or to cry... I wasn't tempted to laugh this time. but it wasn't as bad as it could have been.

Now I want to write something better -- something were the guys have good morals, good habits, good thoughts. where they save the girls, who don't always necessarily fall for the guy, just because he's there and he's handsome. where they all believe in God, and live their lives accordingly. I just can't seem to channel all my ideas into one plot... it would really random. which isn't necessarily bad, but it isn't what I want to achieve when I feel like this...

Ah well. I am just going to have to deal with it and go on. The Next Great Classic on my list -- Ben Hur! I have no idea what's going to happen in it, except that there's a chariot race *winks @ Han* if you don't understand, Han, just post a comment, and I'll explain. if you do, Post a comment to show you get it. *wink*

have a great Night, and then, after it's over, I hope you all have a Great Friday!