This post is ranty. But who cares? Not Rose.

It's hump day!

I can't decide what to type so I'm just going to type random words until I find inspiration. Soup. Curmudgeon. Cumberbatch. Ackles. Colins. Metaphor. Spelunking. Cats. Krill. Kevin? Expresso. EXPRESSO! Story time. So Laura and I, have this weird obsession, well it's not really an obsession per say, it's more like we have ILS attacks when, we see large men drinking tiny little cup of expresso, it just.....I'm going to reply to your posts now.

Grace: Your post was short and sweet. Just like you. And, HAVE YOU FINISHED THE BOOK THIEF YET?

Laura: Your post was really short again and it scared me because, as you know, I have a problem with change. And I guess my posts are like a tour of my mind palace. But not really because my mind is not meant for the human eye.

Mercy: Your post was beautiful. And you literally are Willy Wonka. Not to mention you would look great in those large brown glasses things that he wears.

Well, that was fun. Okay, we -Laura and Ben and I- went to go see Captain America yesterday and it was beautiful and perfect. And just nope. I can't.

Anyway, I'm reading Wuthering Heights right now. Well, not right now. Right now I'm writing a blog post. And you're reading my blog post. Just clearing that up. But I'm reading Wuthering Heights, and it's so...fascinating. The plot just develops so freaking well. There are so many plot twists. And Heathcliff is so evil but good but I just don't know. My point is, Emily Bronte writes so well. I wish I literature was still good. I wish authors still took time to think about their books. Don't get me wrong. There are some writers that actually take time to think about what they're writing. Like J.K Rowling or John Green, to some extent anyway. I just wish people didn't write books for entertainment, because that's not what books where intended for. They were intended to bring people to a higher level of thinking and holy crap I am becoming my mother! Ohkay. That is not....okay well then um....anyway, I wish people wrote like still wrote like Jane Austen or Shakespeare or even John Milton. I just hate how anyone can get published nowadays. I should probably stop complaining and do something about it, right?

I should probably bounce because I'm hungry. Grace, I'm looking forward to your post tomorrow! -Rose

Wait! You have to hear this song.

I can't decide it's supposed to be Snape or James and I need someones opinion. Okay, I'm really done now. K, bye.