Meandering thoughts of early August...

So tomorrow I'm going to see Harry Potter for the 3rd time. I totally forgot to mention one of the things I was disappointed in was the cutting of the Dursley scene at the beginning, but obviously you can't have everything.

Recently I was invited on facebook by a fellow rower to go skydiving. I wasn't sure, but then I thought, I really really do want to go. But I knew my parents might not be able to handle the worry, they could barely stand to think about my brother going parasailing in Florida, and that's nothing compared to this. So I didn't tell them about it, but my brother saw me looking at the page and he was all "you are going skydiving! I want to go skydiving soooo bad!" and I was like "I was invited to go, but it's the same day as the family reunion :(" So maybe we could go together someday when I have $200 to spare. In fact, Indigo found out that skydiving has a lower fatality rate than childirth!

On the topic of death (sorry about the morbid segue), today my grandpa on my mom's side would have turned 90 if he was still alive. So my mom took my grandma out to lunch and to visit his grave, and I went along and had some crappy chocolate chip pancakes and jumbo sausages. The cemetary he is at is really big and most of the gravestones are little rectangles on the ground so if you don't go there often it's hard to find and the grass grows over the edges and it's really kind of sad. But we brought a little American flag to stick in the ground there since he was a veteran of World War II. I never knew either of my grandfathers, they both died before I was born, and the only other "close" relative of mine that's died was my grandma on my dad's side when I was 6 or 7. Since I was so little it didn't really register as much I guess, so it's hard for me to think about death since I've never experienced the death of someone really close firsthand. I don't really know where I ws going with this, just that I can't imagine what it's like to be old like my grandma and all her friends are dying off, and it must be really sad.

On a happier note, someone talked to me on facebook the other day and it pretty much made my whole summer. Whatever the motive, I can't stop thinking about him and it's driving me crazy, so I'm trying to be rational about it, but I just have this feeling inside me that makes it hard to sit still. So yeah.

In other news, my aunt decided she's going to take me to Florida for a week. I'm not sure what to feel about this yet, because it was sort of sprung on me quite fast and it's just going to be us two and I'm not sure what we're going to do, but I feel like we should visit my other aunt who lives in Florida at some point because she would be really upset if she found out I was so close and didn't see her. And when I get back, I'm only going to have 5 days until I go back to school. I'm 18, I shouldn't feel so upset about going away for a week, but I feel like I'm going to cry when I go and when I come home and then when I go back to school again. But I guess that's just a part of me that I have to learn to live with or get over it. I just don't take change well when it's forced on me. I will also miss Andrea's birthday while I'm gone, so I guess I'll send her a postcard and maybe get her a souvenir even though she's been there before. I really wanted to go to Florida next summer for the opening of the Harry Potter theme park and convention and movie and stuff, but maybe I still will be able to, or maybe I wouldn't have been able to anyways.

Song of the day: Metric--Gimme Sympathy (I'm obsessed with this right now, hopefully it doesn't get old if I listen to it too much!)