The Price of Prom

its time for senior prom! and i have nothing else to write about so im thinking that thi would be a good subject. For girls the thought of prom is blown way out of proportion because homer prom kinda sucks. As a girl you cant rent a dress i dont know why but they are just way to stubborn to rent one. Lainee Reed has just bought her prom dress and including hair, nails, shoes, hemming the total price for prom on the girls side can reach 400 dollars. On our side we have to buy the tickets, do dinner, rent or buy a tux, and drive... which sucks so we can end up paying $200-$1000 if you buy your own tux. For one over-rated senior prom a combined average of $700 for one night is not a good thing, unless you have fun.. still a large amount of money to pay for fun.

Book Review: Lullaby by Chuck Palahniuk

                        Carl Streator, the protagonist, is a newspaper journalist writing a series on sudden infant death syndrome. Because of his background in journalism he is wired to notice, and often drowns in every little detail during his work. While doing his research, Carl Streator realizes the book Poems and Rhymes from Around the World at every home of where a child has died. Helen Hoover Boyle is a greedy real estate agent who sells houses that are haunted over and over again to gain commission. Carl Streator and Helen only have one thing in common; they both have had a child that has died without cause and are both grieved because of page 27 of Poems and Rhymes from Around the World. Carl realizes that these deaths are not crib death but are caused by the same reason why he woke after cuddling with his dead, but still warm wife and young daughter. Eventually you will learn what has the courage to kill innocent infants and all people for that matter, a tool for post-mortem sex with models, and what can make a man an accidental serial killer. Want a hint? "Sticks and stones may break your bones but words can hurt like hell."

          

  The use of incredible detail in this book leads to the development of the main theme: the significance of sound (well at least this is what I think). Chuck Palahniuk creates a character, Carl Streator, who believes: "The trick to forgetting the big picture is to look at everything close-up. The shortcut to closing a door is to bury yourself in the details.” After spitting out every detail of a room the book focuses on what Carl says is the people’s addiction to sound.

"No one wants to admit we're addicted to music. That's just not possible. No one's addicted to music and television and radio. We just need more of it, more channels, a larger screen, more volume. We can't bear to be without it, but no, nobody's addicted. We could turn it off anytime we wanted."

 Through this character, the author brings in the modern-day problem of media, how dependant we are on both true and false media. The loudest, not the truest, holds the most power and who holds the most power is the most influential.

          

  I thought this book was fairly entertaining and it held my attention until the end. The beginning takes its time to layout the story, the middle is wild, and the end dies off and drags on. The book is certainly easy to follow but hard to explain and has a lot of characters that you can relate to, or see in real life. I would recommend this book to anyone who enjoys reading, I don’t but it wasn’t too arduous. 

sorry, the paragraphs got all screwed up when i moved it over from word

WHY?

blogging is utterly disgusting.. Along with facebook and twitter, blogging is just and excuse for the most unsocial person to have a "social life" on the Internet. For me the idea of letting people who ive never talked to in my life know what im doing every second of everyday is unappealing and i absolutely hate when i have to know what the people on my friends list are doing every single second. Im strongly against twitter and the only reason i have a facebook is sadly because the world has become so nosey and pathetic that they resort to inviting people to events and parties through this terrible invention. So, sorry spaulding but i hate this.