An Icy Confession

I have a pure, unadulterated love for Disney's Frozen.

There, I said it.

This results in a surprising amount of problems, such as:

1.  a visceral negative reaction the moment I realize that someone likes Frozen because "Olaf's so cute".
2. feeling sad that Olaf stole the show, when Kristoff and Sven are obviously better.
3. getting really offended whenever anyone says "Elsa's so mean". Even if I really don't care what that person thinks on a regular basis, I want to say "Hey, that's me you're talking about!" because Elsa's relationship with Anna closely represents my relationship with my own sister.
4. wondering when people got tired of listening to and singing along with the Frozen soundtrack.
5. resenting Tangled for somehow, inexplicably, being fairly universally considered better than Frozen by most of my friend group.

Basically, my love for Frozen turns me into an antisocial monster most of the time. However, sometimes it is wonderful, such as:

1. when someone gets stuck partway through singing Frozen, and I can help BECAUSE I SPENT WAY TOO MUCH TIME MEMORIZING ALL THE LYRICS!!
2. being interested in something everyone else knows about for once. (I have to shove books from the Anne of Green Gables series at people in order to "find" other people who are familiar with Lucy Maud Montgomery's work.)
3. being able to instantly make myself happy by listening to a little bit of music.
4. knowing that there is always more merchandise I can purchase {especially considering the fact that somehow the only Frozen stuff I own is the soundtrack ):}.
5. experiencing the lovely drawing challenge that is attempting to draw Frozen characters. 

So, there's my confession. Many thanks to the Kristen Anderson-Lopez and Robert Lopez, who composed the soundtrack for the film (and thus are indirectly the reasons why this post exists). Here's a jellyfish to describe how the music makes me feel:

Best wishes!

Lydia