I guess I did, didn't I?
I didn't write yesterday due to the obscene amount of work I had to do for school. That didn't stop me, however, from starting and finishing a 563 page book. It was a good one.
And now I must address an issue that has been bugging me a little the last few days. It's about Twilight (I swear I'm not obsessed. Honestly.). This will sound ridiculous. I am aware of that. That's ok, though. Well. You see.... Hmm. I don't quite know how to start. Several of my friends and very many people in the student body have read Twilight. They all seem to have one thing in common--They all. Love. Edward. To a ridiculous degree. I understand to a point. I mean, in the book, he is virtually flawless. A guy most girls wouldn't pretend to fantasize about even in their wildest dreams. That is all right, I guess. But--and this is the big thing--more than one of them seem to think that he exists. And is indeed watching them as they sleep (creepy, eh? It's awesome�). I would be among them. I really would. Rewind a few months and I would be discussing how I swear I saw a shadow outside my window this morning. But now... I don't know why it bothers me so much. I was planning on writing this whole long paragraph on how immature they all are, but then I realised... If I let myself, I would be doing the exact same thing as them. Obsessing, I mean. It's kind of as if the person I'm going to be as an adult has started appearing and is trying to elbow the person I was as a kid out of the way. Since I act (as of right now) predominantly with the child side, it makes life very hard to have an uncaring adult inside you, whispering "That isn't possible. Stop acting so immature and start being a Big Girl." It hurts a lot sometimes, because a lot of the time I really do wish for all the stuff I did when I was little (spells, princes, all manner of magical creatures. All kinds, always. I loved them all.), and that sets up a huge conflict with what people expect a 15-year-old to want.
I will continue to write later. One last thing, though. I am listening to just about the sweetest song ever. It's called Lullabye (Goodnight, My Angel) by Billy Joel. That's my recommendation for the day. LOVE BILLY JOEL!
~Annabel
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