I've heard of tumblr for quite a long time already, but it wasn't until recently that I decided to join (I mean, I didn't know what to do with it, anyway) , and not until this month that I finally got the hang of it. Call me slow, or prehistoric, or ancient, and let me tell you, I don't caaaaare, honey. I've been reblogging Harry Potter stuff for the past how-many minutes and all I could feel was sheer bliss, nothing you say to me right now would bring me down. Somebody save me from this drowning sensation. All the memories of my
childhood are flooding back to me. And I'm gonna be watching the movie tomorrow. Yes, tomorrow. I've put it off this long because I didn't want to be standing inside the cinemas just because everybody's flocking in to see the penultimate movie. And besides, I still can't admit that it's ending. It will be goodbye forever after June 2011. It's like leaving a real friend, a part of you. You see, I, together with millions of others, grew up with it. It may not be the best book out of all the books I'd ever be reading, but it will always remain in a special spot. Fine, I'm getting cheesy. This is what I get for all those nostalgic statements and images, and from too much Y!A-ing in B&A. And all I could do now is sigh and prepare for the night. I have practices tomorrow morning for our dance number. Argh I hate dance numbers when I get to perform in them. And in the afternoon, the Deathly Hallows. Goodbye, Dobby.
And, oh, by the way, this is one of Harry's son. Forgot which though. And I don't own the pictures, no.
And there is something wrong with my printer. It's jamming the paper on purpose. Aurgh, dang it. Haha.
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