Sometimes I Wish I Was British

And not just for the sweet accent. No, really, I wish I lived in England sometimes because of the fact that, well, it's in Europe. And in Europe, it's pretty easy to get from country to country traveling around, which is exactly what I would love to do while I'm still young. Maybe it's super unpatriotic of me to want to live in the country that we freed ourselves from. But then I think about it, and I really don't care.

Also, let's just be honest here. How great would it be to get the legit Harry Potter movie premieres every year?!? Yes, I am going to nerd out here for just a bit. Bear with me.

I remember very distinctly during the summer after 7th grade finding some Warner Bros casting information asking for extras for the 4th installment of Harry Potter. I immediately peed myself (sarcasm...) and ran up to my mom's office to find three good pictures I could send in with my application. Did I think about how I would get to Europe? No. Did I consider I would have to drop out of junior high, which I don't even think is legal? Definitely not. Did I realize that all of the recent pictures my mom had were of me, braces clad and hair twice the size of my head? Probably yes, but it was charming because I was only 13, right? Probably not. Anyway, I wrote out why I should be picked as an extra for the movie, filled out a super bogus resume listing the three plays I was in during 5th grade and how I was in the district choir in junior high, and addressed the envelope for Warner Bros.

True life.

I'm pretty sure my mom took that one right out of the mail before you can say, "WinGARdium LeviOsa!" And of course, she did it out of love, with the best intentions.

But really, how sweet would it have been to be at the final installment's premiere in London just earlier this week?! Maybe I'm just super nerdy and into the series, but can you honestly blame me? I grew up on those books. We read the first one in my 3rd grade class. I remember Drew Heineger's dad coming into our room, 3B at Lincoln Trail Elementary, to read us that story once a week. And it was the best treat we could've been given. Well, at least in my opinion. It was definitely the catalyst for my love of reading today though. I went through a period of time when I despised reading anything EXCEPT Harry Potter.

So of course, me and my best friends are heading up North on the 15th to catch the final movie on the big screen. I think it goes without being said that we are all beyond excited for this. (Not only because we're super nerds, but because this movie just looks so EPIC!) I have to be honest though, I don't know what I'm more excited about--the fact that I get to see this great movie or the fact that I get to spend the entire weekend with people I haven't really gotten to see all summer long, and may not see again after. I think it's a fairly equal pairing of the two, maybe a little tipped to the friends' side.

Well, that was a fairly embarrassing, not-so-lengthy post, but you get the gist. Until next time,

Blessings,
Liz.