I'm gonna write in English today, because I feel like it. It's not my new thing or anything, it's just one of those days. An "English day." I read almost exclusively in English, and have since I was little, so English comes easy for me. Also, the best friend I had when I was about six was from England! I'm not a pro or anything though, so I might make a few mistakes.
- The Persona 4 anime started today, which I know you don't care about and I can't begin to explain why I care about it. But it was awesome, and now I can't wait for next week.
- I've bought myself a pair of black, over knee stockings. I feel really cool in them. Especially with military boots and my green jacket. And of course, my peter pan collared blouse.
- My brother turns seventeen tomorrow. I bought him a present and drew him a card (as an inside joke between the two of us, the card has characters from an anime we constantly make fun of on it, I know he'll love it).
- I've also bought lots of paper in pastel colours. I might make envelopes of them.
- And I bought a moose. As in a stuffed animal though, not a real one. It was so cute.
I have this amazing gift of knowing when someone's lying to me. Or, maybe it's not an amazing gift. But it's a talent. I guess I wouldn't know if I didn't know the person, but whenever someone I know tells a lie something just clicks inside me. I know they're lying. Most people act weirdly when they lie, if even just for a second. And I always pick up on it. I rarely tell them I know. It's often stupid things, like saying they've read a book when they really haven't. It doesn't hurt anyone, lying about small things like that.
It's really cold outside these days, and especially in the nighttime. My sleep schedule is pretty far out right now, so I usually stay up til six in the morning just reading books and listening to music. I'm getting a lot of reading done. I've read almost four books in two days. I usually read very slowly, because I'm easily distracted. My mind wanders off and I find myself staring at the wall lost in thought. It's easy in the nighttime, though. Not as many distractions.
I've noticed that the air outside has started smelling like bonfires and rain. I'm loving it. Autumn is the best season by far.
When and where did you first discover your favourite author? I didn't really have any favourites for a long time. I really liked Neil Gaiman, but it wasn't right. When I started high school for the third time, I had a free period so naturally I went to the library. The library at my school is a joke, so there wasn't much to choose from. I settled for Kafka on the Shore, a book I'd been meaning to read for years. And the rest is history. Before the end of the book I knew I'd found my favourite author.
Feel free to comment in English! (Men bare hvis du vil.)