So I’m hanging in my bedroom, watching some TV, when all of a sudden my little brother comes in and changes the channel on MY TV. I’m sitting there looking at him and I’m all:
He gives me this look like:
And I return it with my own look like:
And change the channel back to what I was watching. He’s all:
and takes my remote away and changes the channel back to what he was watching. So I did what any big sister would do:
I told my my mom. As he was leaving, all dejected like, I couldn’t help it.
So I FINALLY got to sleep at around 6am and I woke up at 9. A little over three hours. Go me. Needless to say, I should be exhausted, but I am not. I just can’t be.
I saw Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows part 2 just a couple of hours ago and I spent half of the film clutching my milkduds and slushie so hard I thought my hand would for sure crush the cup and cardboard, but it didn’t, and the other half weeping so hard I thought my chest would implode.
They somehow managed to kill EVERYONE I loved (except Ron, George and Neville, thank GOD) in a matter of 15 minutes. I sobbed so hard when Fred died, but even harder when Snape died. I felt like I was losing a dear friend when I watched Snape die. He was an amazing character and Alan Rickman was SO wonderful in the role, that you cant help but feel the loss deep in the pit of your stomach. I was ECSTATIC when they did Snape’s Death scene though. They truly did it justice.
So, today, so far, I am EMOTIONALLY drained. I got my crying out plus, I got to complete my Harry Potter experience by doing what I promised I would. I took my Sirius Black wand with me to the film, and as the screen went black and the score soared through the theater, I raised my wand high above my head and spoke the words that would symbolize the completion of something that great…”Mischief Managed.”
So, I can’t sleep and it’s annoying. I’m missing the boyfriend and I’m excited about seeing HPDH2 in the morning. I’m just not going to sleep tonight. I will stay awake all night and be okay… okay that’s a lie.
Bear watched episode one of season four of True Blood recently….lol. I win so hardcore. I got him into True Blood when his sister couldn’t. My next project? Get him into something else awesomely twisted and depraved…like knitting. JK JK… how funny would that be though? Someone as tough as my Bear knitting and sipping tea with lemon with a doily…. BAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!
See what being sleep deprived does to me? Es no bueno!