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It's been over a year and four months since the fire, and today I finally got my Harry Potter books out of boxes (as well as all my others) and put them in my book case. So I'm officially moved in now! It's taking it's own sweet time, but it's starting to slowly feel like home here. I have a bed frame in layaway, as well as a vanity, a couch, and love seat. After that's done, time to replace things that we have but just aren't what we want. Our coffee table and end-tables survived, but are past their lifespan, and the chester drawers I got at a charity shop needs to be replaced with something that doesn't try to fall apart every time I use it. I'm sure with a lot of love, it would be alright. But I don't have either the will or knowledge on how.
I found a fairy tale book in the box, by Oscar Wilde, that I thought I'd lost. It was a birthday present from Eliza. I can't describe how happy it made me to know it wasn't burned. She gave it to me the same birthday she gave me Lolita. The same book I ran through the mud after the fire was out, and slipped and fell trying to retrieve. THAT the firefighters had thrown out the window, like books were just trash. Or maybe it had just been too close to my bed.
Only books I'm missing now are Lisa Goodman's Sun Signs and The Last Enchantment by Mary Stewart. Sun Signs I've replaced over and over again, so it's not like it was a big loss. The binding on it falls to pieces.
I'm sitting here now in my Ravenclaw uniform, boy's since I no longer have the skirt, waiting until it's time to leave. I'm going with my friend Eden, who's home for a few months before returning to Australia. She's dressing up with me, and we're sneaking food in. Our theater is doing a double feature, showing Deathly Hallows Part I before Part II at midnight, so we're doing that. I have Part I, but seeing it in the theater again, right before the last movie of the series, how could I pass that up? I'm not sure how I'm going to feel, exactly, once this is all over with. Harry Potter has been my life, my love, my obsession for ten years now. I've met so many friends, played in so many games, and discovered my love of role playing and writing all because of this series. When it ends, I'm not sure how I'm going to feel.
I think, as I said when I left with Eliza to buy the book, this is my Death of Glitter concert. If you don't know what I mean, watch Velvet Goldmine, it's a wonderful movie. And just like I do every time I watch VG and it gets to the concert, I think I'm going to cry like a baby.
As I said that night several years ago, before going on a picnic with my best friend and awaiting the ending in paper form, all I can do to say how I'm feeling is to quote Velvet Goldmine and deliver Jack Fairy's only lines in the entire movie. "To save your wild, wild lives. To ne'er your fans embitter. To cease your sad demise tonight we toast!"
I found a fairy tale book in the box, by Oscar Wilde, that I thought I'd lost. It was a birthday present from Eliza. I can't describe how happy it made me to know it wasn't burned. She gave it to me the same birthday she gave me Lolita. The same book I ran through the mud after the fire was out, and slipped and fell trying to retrieve. THAT the firefighters had thrown out the window, like books were just trash. Or maybe it had just been too close to my bed.
Only books I'm missing now are Lisa Goodman's Sun Signs and The Last Enchantment by Mary Stewart. Sun Signs I've replaced over and over again, so it's not like it was a big loss. The binding on it falls to pieces.
I'm sitting here now in my Ravenclaw uniform, boy's since I no longer have the skirt, waiting until it's time to leave. I'm going with my friend Eden, who's home for a few months before returning to Australia. She's dressing up with me, and we're sneaking food in. Our theater is doing a double feature, showing Deathly Hallows Part I before Part II at midnight, so we're doing that. I have Part I, but seeing it in the theater again, right before the last movie of the series, how could I pass that up? I'm not sure how I'm going to feel, exactly, once this is all over with. Harry Potter has been my life, my love, my obsession for ten years now. I've met so many friends, played in so many games, and discovered my love of role playing and writing all because of this series. When it ends, I'm not sure how I'm going to feel.
I think, as I said when I left with Eliza to buy the book, this is my Death of Glitter concert. If you don't know what I mean, watch Velvet Goldmine, it's a wonderful movie. And just like I do every time I watch VG and it gets to the concert, I think I'm going to cry like a baby.
As I said that night several years ago, before going on a picnic with my best friend and awaiting the ending in paper form, all I can do to say how I'm feeling is to quote Velvet Goldmine and deliver Jack Fairy's only lines in the entire movie. "To save your wild, wild lives. To ne'er your fans embitter. To cease your sad demise tonight we toast!"