12th July 2011: The day before the day that "it all ends"

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So in about 10 hours and 15 minutes I'll be seeing the final Harry Potter film, the final installment of what has pretty much been my entire childhood, and most of my adolescence.

And the streets shall overflow with my never-ending flood of tears.

I'm funny mixture of so-much-excitement-I-can't-even-breathe-omg, and I'm-terrified-and-so-not-ready-for-this, and I-could-burst-into-tears-at-any-moment.

Which is a lot to be feeling...

I'm listening to the AVPM soundtrack now, and I am SO not going to cry. Nuh uh, no way, not me. Nope.

Not even slightly.

Also did I mention? I'M GOING TO THE MIDNIGHT SCREENING AS THE ELEVENTH DOCTOR.

Yeah, that's right.

Hold your applause, please.

I know, I know, he's NOT a Harry Potter character, and if I wanted someone with at least a connection to the films I could've picked Ten :P

BUT, well, I figure the Doctor's the kind of person who love Harry Potter and really want to go see it repeatedly... So I'm going as the Doctor attending his fourth midnight screening.

Also it's funny and a little silly and maybe ironic. Plus I already had the jacket and a sparkly bowtie.

See behind cut for a gratuitous picture of me in said totally supermegafoxyawesomehot costume (at the great risk of totally embarrassing myself).





Yup, I know, I look about 12 here. I'm not, I swear -_-

Normally I'm wearing my glasses (they look like Clark Kent glasses! Yay!), and I normally don't really look like that at all anyway. Whatever, I was taking the picture quickly.

Anyway.

So that's my epic-ass outfit.

I made the fez myself.

I can't believe this is actually happening. Oh god ;__;