Good Times... Noodle Salad....

I was reading Kristen's journal. She was talking about the name of the author. I suppose I kept thinking her name was "Alice" but now I'm not as sure. I simply call her, "the author" because that appears to be me the most appropriate.

But, on the other hand... I guess it doesn't really matter what her name is. If someone was opening up to me, it would be wierd if they had to tell me their name... Because then I would not feel like there was a great connection between us.

I think, in a way, it's a bit of the same thing. I feel closer ot the author. More like she's adressing ME. I'm not just reading her "blog." Because she refers to the diary as her friend... her only friend at times.

I guess people who struggle with drugs should read this.. but I think that a lot of people should read it. A good listener could learn a lot from this book. Because it's like, this is stuff that you don't usually tell people. It's almost like, you are hearing her thoughts. The stuff she talks about, the stuff she doesn't.. the stuff she almost talks about. You hear it all.

I used to keep a diary, it wasn't quite as deep as Go Ask Alice. It was mostly like "I love this girl" and then followed by a "boo-hoo this girl doesn't like me."

I guess I just really feel close to the author because I don't know her name. It just shows you that you don't really need a name to know someone. That makes me feel better, because I forget names so easily. So... the way the book is written. It's like it's adressed to YOU and not just a "hey I wrote this."