Assignment #2- Emma Lauritzen, I am him and he is me (in a way)

For a short period between freshman and sophomore year I failed to read new books-at all. I excused myself from reading because life was stress filled and I didn't have much free time. However, I came into some reading time and read for what felt like all day, every day. The first of these books was Animal Farm, which I knocked out in about an hour and a half at one in the morning. For most of life I had heard about this book in casual conversation, in social media/pop culture, and in my english classes. I liked the book a lot more than I thought and it led me to reflect on for the rest of the night. I found myself questioning life, which is the only thing to do at three in the morning, not because the book made me question all of society, but because it made me question how I play into. About two days later I read It’s Kind of A funny Story, which is a book about a teenage boy stuck in an adult psychiatric ward after almost trying to kill himself. This book felt like a friend at the time and I wound up reading it a second time....and a third time. I had never read a book where I shared such similar experiences to the main character and to be completely honest, it made me feel less alone in this world. The book is like a funnier version of Catcher in the Rye if we had gotten to see Holden in the hospital, and even though it was so light hearted, it left an impact on me. A week later I read 1984, which honestly I was somewhat confused by while I was reading it. I liked Animal Farm a lot better but it was a good way to waste away the time. I read a couple more books in this time frame but I am going to skip ahead to May when I read Rethinking Psychological Anthropology. This book is written like a textbook but with a little more pizazz. Several parts went over my head but it sparked my interest in psychological anthropology, which has since had control over my being. After taking AP psych I realized that I wanted to study how the human mind works and changes. I have since reread the parts of this book that went over my head-they still confuse me, but it was a good lead in to The Teenage Brain. In June my brother gave me a copy of the Second Sex and while I still wish to read it, it is long and in depth. Therefore I remain 50 pages in and I will probably stay there for a while. In conclusion, I need to start reading more.