As someone who feels guilty about everything, including how guilty I'm always feeling, I relate to this Sparkler.
Once upon a time, I was in love with the English language. To be more specific, I was in love with literature—so in love that I have become president of my school's book club as well as an interning assistant for one of our English teachers. It seems, however, that lately the flames of passion for the art of dissecting the written word have died in me.
I'm a junior and I'm trying to make high school as impressive as possible. I want to major in English when I get to college, so I am trying to read books that will look impressive to have read. Any suggestions?