Wednesday, July 20, 2011

In Which My Little Brother Becomes an Adult

...According to the movie theaters. Which we went to today.

Today was J's birthday! But the first thing I did today was not celebrate; I had a Key Club meeting to attend. My mom also had an appointment, so she said that if she was busy, I'd have to walk home. But it was really easy, my president lives pretty close to me, so it wouldn't be that bad. Unfortunately, at the end of the meeting, my president wouldn't let me walk by myself. I didn't want to catch a ride with my friend Michael either, because I wasn't sure I could get myself home the first time, and I didn't want to force some stranger to drive around until I somehow winded up at my house. So I ended up waiting there awkwardly with the president and the vice president until my mom arrived ten minutes later. Once I got in the car, she told me to assert my independence next time.

With that over, we returned home with Jack in the Box. A few hours after that, we set out for dinner. I was still way full from lunch, but we were going to Harry's. And so I ate some, but not a lot... But after that, came the best part: Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows: Part 2.

OMG, is all I can say. I really did like it, it was epic and everything I imagined it to be! I'm sad that it's done... But let's discuss my experience, shall we? So like, if you don't want spoilers, I guess you won't want to read this next part.

Okay, so, I'm sitting next to J, who has a notorious habit of crying at movies. So it opens up on Dobby's gravestone, and J just starts immediately crying. It's been FIVE SECONDS. Also, he asked if he could squeeze my wrist if it got scary, which I agreed to, since it's his birthday and all. But then one slightly scary part happened, and he DIDN'T LET GO. So yeah, that was an ever-present discomfort during the movie. But eventually, I knew that a crying part was coming, and I wanted to actually cry. I mean, I never cry at movies, but I wanted to be emotionally connected with this one. So I told him to release me, so I could properly experience the sadness of Snape's death. (I love Snape, his story broke my heart in the book.)

Unfortunately, I underestimated the brutality of Snape's death. Voldemort didn't just do the killing curse, he slit Snape's throat, then commanded his pet snake to bite Snape to death. And my face is just like, D8 But then J grasps for my wrist, and it's on the other side, so he grabs my leg instead, and I nearly jump out of my seat! So I reluctantly gave him my wrist back.

When it got to the flashback, I was getting all sad. And then towards the end, WOW. Snape walked into Harry's house, right after his parents had been killed, and he just saw Lily there, and broke down. He was sobbing, holding Lily in his arms. I felt like I was going to cry, I was RIGHT THERE, but just when the tears were going to spill, Mom threw her jacket. AT MY FACE. Apparently I'm not allowed to cry for the most tragic character in the movie without interruption. So yup, I basically got no tears from that movie. ;^; I was sorely disappointed. IT'S ALL MOM'S FAULT

Anyway, that aside, I must say that this WAS a real tearjerker, for more than one reason. There was a large portion of the movie where it was just like, Snape dies, everyone is seen dead, and then Snape's past. J was bawling through ALL of that. But on the other hand, the epilogue and the credits were tearjerking, because you realize it's over. I never really thought how'd I feel about that, but it really was sad. But it was a fantastic conclusion! That's good!

So afterward, we were discussing our heads off about what happened. And then we came home, and sang Happy Birthday to J, but unfortunately, Dad and I were the only ones singing it halfway through. So it was sort of awkward...

Other than that, J got his Kindle, and he's quite happy. Overall, it was a great day for all of us. :)

Oh yeah, and just to let you know, I did get something for J: I'm making him a pinata. At the moment, it's failing, but I hope I can pull it off!

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