Harry Potter

Last night, at midnight, I was in the cinema watching the final Harry Potter movie. I just do not even know what to say. It was amazing. It was not perfect because no Harry Potter movie will ever be perfect compared to the books. But after they got back to Hogwarts, everything just went great.

I think the best part of the movie truly was just being with a bunch of Harry Potter fans. There is nothing like a theater full of people cheering for Ron and Hermione kissing, Molly called Bellatrix a bitch and killing her, and Neville being a BAMF and de-heading Nagini.

But now here I am about 12 hours after leaving the cinema and I still want to cry. The last 11 years of my life have been amazing and I love Harry Potter so much. I know that I am never going to stop caring about that little boy wizard who lives under the stair of Number 4 Privet Drive. There is always going to be some emotions there.

I guess all I can do is just take all the lessons and memories form the last 11 years of my life and keep going. I know that this series has helped me learn things about myself and I am so thankful for that.

Love ya,

Christina

Chipotle Burritos: idk probably like 13 or something

Books read: 15

Nail Polish: red and yellow for my Gryffindor pride