Deathly Hallows Part One

Was FANTASTIC.

Alright, so it's not the most exciting book out of the series (I mean, you can only do so much with 500 pages of camping and bickering), but it got really intense towards the end and it was really emotional. I remember the first and second movies when it was all more of "Let's learn how to get through puberty" and now it's all "Shit, everyone's dying and the world is falling apart and there's no such thing as a sunny sky"! For what the first half of the book was, it was very good. I didn't remember anything except the Hallows... ha ha, so it was like watching the movie without reading the book almost. Damn, it's been a few years since I put down book seven. But I can't wait for part two!

I don't know why, but I felt the need to get a Monster for the movie. It's pretty tasty at first, but it seems like the closer you get to the bottom, the more like ass it seems to taste like. Oh well, maybe I was imagining it. On my way home, I made a pit stop to a very dear friend's house and as I approached his neighborhood, "Like A G6" came on the radio, surely a sign that I was at the right place at the right time. Kind of like how yesterday "Vanilla Twilight" came on. Music...

But OH MY GOD. Auditions were not good. The Courtney dance was... alright. I messed up a few times, but held the group together frequently. The Belief routine was... rushed and slowed by the entire group, so not good there. And my solo... ugh. It was going great, just great, until I got to my Megan spins and I don't know what happened... when I was bringing the flag around to the front of my body, I totally lost grip and it went flying to the ground. I panicked--what the hell?! This has never happened before! Then I got lost in my music... I couldn't tell where to get back in! I missed my favorite part of the song and ended up improvising some work to get back into my final ending toss, which I didn't catch as solidly as I'd have liked. UGH. Now I'm freaking out. I hope my scores didn't suffer... Scott knows I'm a good twirler and that I don't usually drop and when I do, it's just a weird brain fart. He said minus my scary recovery, I had some great musical moments. Too bad he didn't see the really nice musical moments I failed through :/

And so now it's 3:30 AM, and I'm to be out of bed in three hours. I'm not tired at all... Gah, tonight just put me in a bad mood. After auditions, everyone was bitching at me to do their errands... Jamie wanted me to go to her house and get her computer, then she wanted me to stop and get drinks, and then Michael wants goddamn batteries for his goddamn Star Wars toys... WHAT THE HELL?! I'm not errand girl! I'd kind of like to get to the theater before midnight. Ugh. Whatever, tomorrow should be better, I hope. Dad super wants me to work on apps tomorrow... I'm pretty sure since I went to Harry Potter, he's not gonna let me out this weekend. Again, ugh. I kind of wanted to go see my friends :/

Oh, and Happy Birthday again...

xx Take That Bottle To The Head And Let Me See Ya Fly Marz