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Saturday, June 22, 2013

Review: Animal Farm


Animal Farm
Animal Farm by George Orwell

My rating: 4 of 5 stars



A very interesting allegory.
I have no knowledge whatsoever of the USSR, but the symbols apply to almost all dictatorships and demagogic political entities everywhere.

I've read it at a time when severe oppression was inflicted upon me; or, rather, when the oppression was at a peak; and so it has stimulated my anger and contempt.

Every free person should read this book.



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Thursday, June 20, 2013

Review: The Strange Case of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde


The Strange Case of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde
The Strange Case of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde by Robert Louis Stevenson

My rating: 3 of 5 stars



It was a strange story indeed!
Dark and horrific. Not my type of stories.

It had a philosophical aspect, though; a not-so-deep look into sin.

I do not regret reading it; but I'm not very glad I did.



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Wednesday, June 19, 2013

Review: Treasure Island


Treasure Island
Treasure Island by Robert Louis Stevenson

My rating: 4 of 5 stars



I really enjoyed this novel. I hadn't read it as a child, nor watched the cartoon.

The story line is not bad, I guess. Too simple at times.

I enjoyed it from a literary point of view; it is very well written. I think this book can be described as 'written by the book.' It is well sectioned and with symmetry; and it's not too long.



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Monday, June 10, 2013

The lecture-sleeper

As a general rule, I'm sleepy.
I'm almost never alert, I might yawn at any given time of the day, and I am notorious for falling asleep in lecture halls and labs.

During my second year in university, I would have a lab session at noon, and then three lectures, the last of which ends at 5 p.m. I used to sleep in every single lecture except for one - namely Anatomy. I don't know whether it was out of boredom or pure sleepiness, but I'm pretty sure I was very interested in Anatomy; so it's probably boredom. Sleeping in lectures, I guess, is all right. Unless you get caught!

By the first term of my third year, I still hadn't stopped that bad habit, and was once caught by the lecturer which woke me up with a gentle slap on the cheek! The slap didn't annoy me so much as the embarrassment did; for everyone laughed at me. In one of the finals of that same term, I was so sleepy that I tried to take a quick nap, which was interrupted by the footsteps of the doctor in response to the beckoning of another student that accused me of being asleep.

I don't sleep in lectures anymore--at least not as frequently as I used to. I basically attribute that to my need to do better and my quickened interest in the subjects we're now studying. 
I refuse to take in caffeine! I hate the stimulating effect; I hate the taste of the drinks that contain it.

I'll stop here before I bore you to death. Or sleep!

Saturday, June 8, 2013

Reading

You might have noticed that I've recently started sharing my book reviews on Goodreads here on my blog. I apologize if it upsets you!
I like reading a lot; it's almost my only hobby. It's easy, relatively cheap, and, to a great degree, enjoyable. You can't be good or bad at reading; and that's one of the things I like the most about it. I'm uncompetitive by nature!

It all started with me in the seventh grade. I had read magazines and comic books earlier than that, but no actual books. Actually, all the magazines and comic books I'd read I lost possession of at the age of eight. So, by the age of thirteen, I hadn't ever considered reading a book. My maternal uncle, who was at the time living in the USA, was coming home to Jordan for a visit. It was the summer wherein Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets was out in theaters. My uncle took us to see the movie, but before that he'd told me a lot about the whole series and kept telling me I should read the books and watch the movies. He even bought me the first book in the series, Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone. (How come everyone but me has read the whole series?!)

My uncle returned to the US and came to visit again three years later, and I hadn't even read the book by then. So I thought I better read it in case he asks me about it. And so I spent the first-exam period of the first term of the tenth grade enjoying a very nice book. My first book ever! (Of course, my uncle had forgotten all about the book by then and asked me nothing about it.)

I liked reading a lot, and so started reading other books I found scattered around the house, which weren't many, really. And then I was out of books, we had to move, and I had to study for the next two years; which prevented any more reading for me.

When I was almost nineteen, I'd been enrolled in a university program that I hadn't wanted all along. It was still my first year, but I had to find something to do in my life. I wasn't studying, as one can't study if one lacks the will. I also needed a distraction.

It was by mere chance that my cousin showed me where books can be bought. I'd never shown any interest in reading, but anyone who knows me thinks that I'm the kind of person who is a reader. That day I bought two books from two different shops; one by Agatha Christie (currently my favorite author), the other by Dan Brown. And so Angels and Demons was the beginning of the real reading era for me.

Maybe I'm a slow reader, but I enjoy every minute I spend doing it.
I'm an amateur reader that aspires to become a writer.

Review: The Perks of Being a Wallflower


The Perks of Being a Wallflower
The Perks of Being a Wallflower by Stephen Chbosky

My rating: 0 of 5 stars



I'm at a loss here.
Most of the time I spent reading this book, I was eager to finish it because it's not my "type" of books, and I found it mostly silly. Surprisingly though, it was--at times--touching, and reminded me of myself in many different occasions.
Maybe I would have liked it better had it been written differently.

I didn't like this book, but I didn't hate it.



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Tuesday, June 4, 2013

Review: Moby Dick


Moby Dick
Moby Dick by Herman Melville

My rating: 2 of 5 stars



I never thought I'de return to this book. Let alone finish it.

Although not the most boring book I've read, I'd safely label it "unreadable."
Only in the last 26 pages is there any contact with Moby Dick; which leaves 510 pages of whaling and sailing terminology, history, and "cetology." None of which I enjoyed. Nor did I enjoy all the parts pertaining to the story, really.

I do not know why this book is so popular and liked. I hope I can recover from it soon.



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