Blogger is just dead these days. Oh well, that just means that few will read this and will once again save my efforts of having to write things out in my notebook. The last Harry Potter movie made me cry my eyes out. I just feel like my life is over. I could always count on Harry, Ron & Hermione coming through everything. And then they had to eventually grow up too. I think that's what's hitting me the most; even my favorite characters had to grow up. Also, I think that it means that they could do it and so could I. Even if it was fictional, they went through really difficult challenges and they always did it together and they grew up and fell in love and became successful and had families. For some reason this gives me so much hope; hope that I can do it too. To you J.K Rowling, for writing my childhood on the backs of napkins in the park while your daughter napped, for giving me the gift of literature, and the magic of growing up.
I also got to hang out with Danica today, which I thought was very nice. We caught each other up on what we had been doing this summer and talked about our driving test coming up, (wish me luck that I pass) I really do miss being close with her. Dad's finally going to take me to Owensboro tomorrow I hope, wish me luck on that too please!
I feel a sense of closure again. I'm growing up if I like it or not, and I may as well do it just as the trio would have; going out with a bang and barely alive.
I'll be just fine.
Mischief Managed. ♥
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