Looking For Alaska -John Green

I just finished Looking For Alaska for the second time. I read in less than 24 hours, and when I wasn’t reading I was thinking. This book has basically consumed my thoughts for the past day.  There are many great quotes and symbolism that I didn’t notice the first time. One of the most notable was “How do you get out of the labyrinth of suffering?” (John Green). This question consumed Alaska and is a reoccurring theme in the story.

The first time I read Looking For Alaska, my focus was not on the symbolism and the questions that were raised while reading, instead it was focused the smoking and the drinking. However, while there is still a lot of smoking and drinking, it done symbolically and has a deeper meaning. Well it has a deeper meaning for Alaska….

“Y’all smoke to enjoy it. I smoke to die.”

As you can probably tell Alaska is one of those characters that is as deep and mysterious as the ocean. She is impulsive, random, and spontaneous. She has a “Life Library” of all the books she wants to read, and can quote authors and poets without hesitation. She is one of those characters that makes you wish you were fictional just so you can know her and be like her. But she was broken, hurting, and full of guilt. (SPOILER) And like most characters like her, she meant an unfortunate ending, because the way I see it people that amazing, that unique are too good for this world. As Pudge said…

“If people were rain,
I was drizzle
and she was a hurricane.”

Everyone is Weird in Their Own Way

Today I overheard someone saying that they don’t care if people think their weird or don’t like them because their friends think their awesome. That got me thinking, everyone is weird and it’s a good thing. I would say that my friends and I are pretty weird, and I never really thought that other people could be as weird as us. But they are. I don’t mean it in a bad way, but most people seem to accept the fact that their different and they don’t want to be normal. But what is the definition of normal? According to Dictionary.com the definition of normal is “conforming to the standard or the common type; usual; not abnormal; regular; natural.” So what is considered normal? This is a difficult question to answer because it varies from person to person. Normal is one of those words that means something different to each person. When people say they like being weird do they really mean they like being normal? Is being weird considered normal? Is there even such thing as being normal?

(Note: This is my own opinion. It’s just a thought I had and is something to think about.)

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