Today I have been reading Robert Jordan like he's going out of style. My family has become significantly concerned about my belief that I can channel the One Power. They don't understand my long bouts of concentration, trying to make them bend to my will. My mother especially has noticed my tendency to stare at people lately, and she keeps giving me worried looks. I don't think she understands that she is housing a potential Aes Sedai. I am so misunderstood, and I have a crush on Rand. There is no mercy.
My channeling of the One Power has also been interrupted by my mother's shopping trips to the grocery store... she brings home a lot of traditional snack things (e.g. macaroni and cheese, ice cream, fruit snacks, Hot Pockets, cream cheese, bagels, Hostess cupcakes, etc.), due to my growing brother's complaints that there is nothing to eat in the house. Instead of feeling power stream through my veins, there is sugar in its place, and I can feel it running straight to the place it loves most. Everyone in chorus now: my posterior.
The Wheel of Time and Hostess cupcakes have taken over my life.
I love Hal Sparks.
Think about that instead.