I really wish that I wasn't the way that I am. Why do I get so incredibly obsessed with things? I'm sure there is plenty of psychoanalyzing that we could do but we won't. There really isn't any point. My Gram keeps asking me why I look so sad. I DON'T FEEL SAD, GRANDMA! I really don't. I always look sad though and it's embarrassing. I don't know how to look my emotions. Maybe I am sad though because Gone With the Wind is coming to a sudden end. I only have 200 some pages left. That might sound like a lot but there are almost 1,500 pages so it's like 20 pages in normal book time.
Anyway, I was just SO.INCREDIBLY.HAPPY with the chapter that I just read. I was sitting there thinking about how much, in this extremely odd way, that Rhett Butler is like one of my best friends. I can't really describe it and the relationship that Scarlett has with Rhett is nothing like ours, but then again, I never said that I remind myself of Scarlett at all. It's weird, because he's the type of person that you don't want to upset, and you never know what is going to upset him, but then he's really not upset. I don't know how else to describe it. Like you could almost tell them anything, and they wouldn't get mad. I just wish I could tell you what happens, but I can't because I want each and every one of you to read this amazing book.
Where would I be without my obsessions? Probably crying all of the time. I just love knowing about other people and what they're thinking. But this book. Wow. AND this movie. I only watched the first half so I didn't ruin anything. I'm not sure if everyone is like this, but I hate to know anything about a book before I read it. Sure, you can say "this book is about the Civil War" or "it's about Scarlett O'Hara in the south during the war" something like that. But as much as I hate surprises in real life, I HATE them in books. I hate knowing anything, any plot, any quote, honestly, don't even ruin a word for me.
In other news, I bought these really awesome Valentine's Day cards at Walmart. I want to give them to people at work but that would probably make them think I'm more of a freak than they already think. There was a plan that involved a secret admirer, a valentine's card and us planting it in someone's locker. My BFF and I wanted to write a note displaying our feelings towards someone and then put someone who we can't stand as the author. I think that would be a funny trick. I'm kidding though. Someone is going to get the "I'm not lion, you're great" Valentine.