12/28/10

I just got done reading "The Things They Carried" By Tim O'Brien.... Probably one of my top ten favorites i've read.
The book was incredible. Based on Tim's life in the war at vietnam. It consisted of all his war stories and his buddies, how they had fun together, and died. The upbringing and the downfall. Throughout it all he talks that as an older man he goes to sleep and thinks and writes about back when he was younger. He relives some of the most epic nights of his life and writes about them. He writes how no true war story is true and how all fake war stories are real... Trip huh? Go read the book you'll understand what he means ... it's insane how some of the most terrifying parts of stories are the true parts and the little things are what just makes it sound better. Anyways.. he ends the book with the sad story of his first love and how as a 9 year old his first love dies from cancer. and how he saw his first love's dead body. His first real dead body. I'm not even gonna lie on the internet.. I'm an enough to admit that i teared up reading it. such a powerful story. I began thinking.. if he remembers his childhood and teenage years so well, does everyone? He mentioned how him or his friends regretted stuff, they did, did not do blah blah blah blah. I hope when i get old i can write or tell stories of how i lived my life to the fullest and did what i felt was right and was a great positive influence for my peers and generation! like i said before my favorite quote says... "Life is a ride, don't waste your time waiting in line."