HP

I just saw the last Harry Potter movie.
And I wept.
About five times...
Fred dies? Cry. Remus & Tonks? Cry. All the dead come? Cry. Harry gets 'killed'? Cry. Rest of movie? (especially the end)? Cry. Cry. BALL LIKE A FREAKIN CHILD.
It was amazing. No cheesy parts. Neville was awesome. Everything about it was extraordinary. It's odd. When it was done, I turned to my sister and simply said: "It's over." And though she doesn't get it, it truly is.
Harry Potter has been with me since grade two. I've read the books. Lined up for movies. Been to the theme park. Had marathons. Written fanfiction. Read fanfiction. Dreamt about it! Sure, I may not have been hardcore enough to wear robes around or advertise my love to the extreme. But... that wasn't because I was embarrassed... It was because it's a private thing for me. The world that J.K Rowling created is something that I'll always carry with me. No one can see that last movie and not say that the woman is a brilliant mind, to the likes of Einstein. Sure, she hasn't saved lives. But she's new lives. Stories that will take the readers on adventures of unknowns. That's private for me. Private and wonderful.
While there will always be a place in my heart for Harry Potter, I can't say that I don't feel this is an ending. I hope J.K Rowling gives us many other great things.
Goodbye Hermione, Ron, James & Lily, Sirius, Remus, Ginny, Fred, George, Percy, Bill, Charlie, Molly, Arthur, Dumbledore, Snape, McGonagall, Flitwick, Slughorn, Trelawney, Sinistra, Hagrid even Voldemort. And goodbye Harry, the boy - who - lived.
Thank you. For everything...

Happy Canada Day!

So, it's the second official day of summer (and Canada day!) and my family is on a cleaning frenzy.

Set the scene. I'm sitting in my sweatpants in the bathroom, a safety pin and my phone in my hands as I pick away at the inside of my phone. My mom walks in.

Mom: What are you doing?
Me: Trying to get this fluff out of my phone.
Mom: *alarmed* Is it stopping it from working properly?
Me: No... It's just bugging me.

This is when my mom finds my answer completely suitable and leaves me be. I'm from a weird family.