It's a really weird song my friends taught me while we were waiting in line for the book.
I don't get why all the Harry Potter parties seemed to revolve around little children. I mean, after the third book it all just starts to get more mature and stuff. Think about the people who actually grew up with the books and stuff. I dunno. maybe that's just me, but if I were a parent I would want to read the 7th book before my nine year old kid decided to read it. Which I did read it, I finished it on Saturday, at about 9o'clock at night, due to the fact that my mother "banned" me from opening it up until we were finished moving. It didn't work. I would have finished it earlier if that was not the case.
not giving anything away.
nope.
Well, I'm officially moved into my new house. Happy. I get my own room. *sigh of relief* and a double bed, cuz the twin I had was getting a little too small. Now my 27 year old 6' 4ish" brother has it. sucks for him. oh well, he's hardly ever at home anyway.
This will be our last week. *tear*. which sucks terribly because I've really enjoyed this camp. And all you people are awesome (sorry for the cheesy word, I'm feeling rather uncreative today).
I'm off to study lines.
tata.
Vicky
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