She’s trying to knit a pair of purple socks.
It’s kinda kool. Don’t cha think?
As fast as you can.
It feels weird in your mouth.
So. The movie was good. In a Harry Potter movie ish way. You’ll enjoy it if you don’t compare it to the book. Which was hard for me, but I’m weird. And nitpicky. Not to mention obnoxious. I think my friend and me might have maybe annoyed the other two people in our row. We started laughing when Voldy Avada etc’ed Harry the first time. The moment was great…there was tension and music. But I couldn’t help it. I suppose I’ll never form a wonderful, caring friendship with them now. Ah well.
Bellatrix Lestrange was awesome. Really, really awesome. But when is she not?
McGonagall. Awesome as well.
It amuses me when the audience laughs at lines that aren’t really that funny. It’s just that…the actors pause in just the right way. And it ends up hilarious.
“It’s looks like King’s Cross Station. Only…cleaner.” Cue laughter.
The theater gave us Harry Potter glasses. For the hardly noticeable 3D thing that was going on. They were nice.
Oh, and I totally saw the back of Bertie G’s head. After nineteen years. And it was also awesome.
Fun fact: Being evil leads to you dying in a giant burst of skin flakes.
And did anyone see that extra with the Bieber-esque hair in the Great Hall scene?
long post is long ew
Just maybe. This might work out.
But it probably won’t.
So I’ll just go see that Harry Potter movie now and remain terrified of this site. Yep. Sounds like a plan.