Today (technically tomorrow?) is the day of the Harry Potter Six premier. I know some people may be excited for this, but honestly I am less than excited. I am not attending the midnight showing. I will probably be asleep because lately I have been super exhausted. I hope that the movie is decent, though, because if its not I will likely never hear the end of it from the more avid of the harry potter fans in my family. I am the only one who hasnt even read the books in my family (dont shoot me!). I am guilty of having a momentary obsession with Twilight. I'm happily over it, though. Thank goodness.
Today, I was in Borders reading the PostSecret books. If you havent heard of them, go to http://www.PostSecret.com right now and become familiar with the amazingness that is PostSecret. I have always wanted to send one in, and I think that I might just send one one of these days. But as I was chatting with my friend, another sort of barged into the conversation (don't you hate that?) while I was talking about creating a PostSecret and said 'I have a stack of PostSecret under my bed' in an annoyingly smug voice, of course grabbing every bit of attention in the room to her. I dont mean to sound... well, mean, but it bothered me that she did this, because I was having a nice conversation. Have you ever had a friend who likes to take the attention?
Now, because I think that I ramble about myself too much, a bit of flash fiction. Flash fiction is a 'story' by loosely defined terms in 100 words or less. Mine is ten. Enjoy
A sweetly whispered voice in my ear, "It is time."
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