Sometimes I think my friend is right. I'm just deluded myself into thinking I like him. I want to like him. I guess that's true, to an extent. I need something to think about. I need someone to occupy my mind 24/7. I love thinking about people...I guess that doesn't make much sense, but I do. But really. He's the one that constantly gives me something to think about. He's the one that fascinates me on a daily basis.
If I have someone else to think about (Tyler, for instance [haha...haven't mentioned him in a while]) then I'll momentarily forget him. But as soon as that other person is gone, I go write back to him. He's the default.
Well! I finished not one, but two books today! And they would be: Water for Elephants by Sara Gruen and City of Glass by Cassandra Clare. For the first one, I liked it, but it was a bit, er, graphic, and it made me detest even more the idea of getting old. Buuuuuuuuut it was written really well, so. As for the second one, I loved it (even though I thought it played out a little too perfectly...) and I LOVED the entire scene with Raziel (I have a slight obsession with angels...lol). I wished Clary had given more thought to the fact that a heartless demon was her brother, but besides that, it was pretty darn awesome :)
And that.....it all I have to write about.