It really is the year 2007. Which means I must be...

Oh my God. I'm twenty-eight.

I'm old.

The thing with giving up is you never know. You never know whether you could have done the job. And I'm sick of not knowing about my life.

Okay. Now my skin is really prickling. I've read all the Harry Potter books, all five of them. I don't remember any half-blood prince.

"What's this?" Trying to sound casual, I point at the ad, "What's Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince?"

"That's the latest book," Garth the other trainee, says. "It came out ages ago."

I can't help gasping. "There's a sixth Harry Potter?"

"There's a seventh out soon!" Diana steps forward eagerly. "And guess what happens at the end of book six-"

"Shh!" exclaims Nicole, the other nurse. "Don't tell her!

sometimes you don't need a goal in life, you don't need to know the big picture. you just need to know what you're going to do next!

Whoever fights monsters should see to it that in the process he does not become a monster.

I think a lot of people still fantasise about that first love and what might happen if they rekindled the relationship.