But I have made it through Prisoner of Azkaban! And five chapters of Goblet of Fire. I'm not sure I'm going to make it, but I'm still going to give it my best shot. I have tomorrow until 5 and Friday until 2 to get through more. I read Deathly Hallows in less than a day the first time.
But bed.
I'm on chapter 17 of 18! Nearly done with Year 2. Silly, foolish Lockheart.
Just finished Year 1! As good as the first time I read it.
Of course, I'm reminded of how much was left out of the movies. Not that it makes me love them any less.
But now- enemies of the heir, beware.
I'm rereading the HP series. I'm challenging myself to finish all 7 books before my HP movie weekend. Which coincides with Harry's birthday on July 31st. So basically 2 weeks.
I'm about 2/3 through Sorcerer's Stone. I started it yesterday morning. This will be cake.
If god was so damn wonderful, why is that boy dying of cancer? Why does a family have to bury their little child? I'm sure they've been praying all along, how is praying more going to help?
The argument that "god does these things to make you stronger"? Maybe that boy's mother doesn't fucking want to be stronger! She's a mother- she's already strong!
If the argument is "it's all in god's plan", I thought Free Will was in the plan. If it's already mapped out, beginning to end, there really no free will then, is there?
I need good, real answers to these questions. I don't want "oh you just have to believe". Give cancer to a rapist. Give cancer to a murderer. Give cancer to a child abuser. Or give the cure for cancer to a scientist.
Every time I hear that certain song, the song you said represented Us, Our Friendship, it hurts so much. The pain is refreshed. The pain is made raw again. It was one of my favorite songs before you ever gave it meaning. Why did you have to ruin the song for me? But more so, why did you have to ruin our friendship? I never wanted anything but the best for you. The jealousy is ridiculous. I know that's part of it. But the situation that makes you jealous will never change. And it's not what you think it is, anyhow. I can't explain it to you, but it's not.
You hurt me. Forever. I can forgive you, but I can't forget. If I forget, I might let it happen again. Lesson learned, babe. Have a great life.
I'm struggling. I got a job. Woooo, right? Sort of. It's the job that I want, but I'm stuck doing it from 630pm until 5am. Plus a 45+ minute drive each way. But it's money and we need money. I wanted to do day shift, but because of certain things in my life that are not going to change, I can't. I'm a little scared because I'm looking at how life is going to be scheduled and I'm not going to be getting enough sleep. There's no way around it. I'm also a little scared because the last time I worked overnights, I went to a really bad place and things were precarious and I'm glad I'm still here today. I'm starting in a much better place now than I was then, but it's not so long ago that I'm able to dismiss what happened. I've tried since we got here to get a job closer, but no luck. I'm trying so hard to look on the bright side, but I'm just not a third shift person.
All that complaining aside, I ***am*** extremely glad to have a job! The benefits are pretty dang amazing, too. And money! It will give me money!
