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    Monday, July 30, 2007

    Expecto patronum

    Tonight I saw Harry Potter in 3D with friends from work. Apart from being one of the only moments of genuine fun I've had all summer, there was also one of those epiphanies as I feared for my life rocketing down the highway at 100 mph and through Newbury St., around the corner, and up Beacon St. in Chestnut Hill. We drove past my campus, and I pointed excitedly out the window yelling, "There it is, behind that house, that's my dorm!" I couldn't keep my eyes off it. I've worried for a while that I wouldn't want to go back to school since I've enjoyed being at home with my family and at work this summer, but I do. I could stay here, or I could stay there. I could stay anywhere, as long as I'm with the right people.

    I've met so many people this past year, I feel like I could do anything. There is always a chance to start over.

    -- 12:57 AM


    Friday, July 27, 2007

    Biological clock

    I like writing, and I have all these ideas, but when I sit down the only thing that comes from my fingers is a love I don't think I'll ever have. It's a theory based on 20 years, and "yes you will" is meaning less and less.

    -- 09:06 PM


    Sunday, July 22, 2007

    Nine years

    I have finished Harry Potter.

    -- 10:15 PM


    Sunday, July 15, 2007

    Grade me, look at me, evaluate and rank me!

    Since being smart is about the only thing I know for a fact about myself, when someone makes me feel genuinely incompetent, it is just devastating. I can't stop thinking about it. I can't stop thinking about it. I just wanted to know if you wanted ice tea. And it still makes zero sense to me.

    I need to go back to school.

    -- 09:46 PM


    Saturday, July 7, 2007

    Why I never want to go out

    "Godddd, I love Jon Bon Jovi."

    "I like this."

    "Me too. They better play Livin' on a Prayer."

    "No, I mean watching this with you. This is pretty fun, isn't it? Watching concerts and baseball with your dad? I mean, not cool--"

    "Oh, no, yeah."

    "But I mean, I just like doing this every night. You asking me questions, me answering. Me asking you questions, you answer them. Isn't that fun?"

    "It is, I love doing this too."

    "I don't know, this is just the part of the day I look forward to most."

    -- 11:02 PM


    Sunday, July 1, 2007

    Legitimate concern

    We talk seriously about Alzheimer's, because it's that serious.

    -- 08:30 PM


     

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