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Finally saw the last installment of the Harry Potter movie franchise. I actually got a bit teary-eyed. I got shivers every five minutes. My mouth was agape the entire time. Helena Bonham Carter was amazing. That's my childhood right there. A decade ago, I borrowed the Prisoner of Azkaban from my classmate without knowing it was the third in the series and now I saw the end of over ten years of magic.
Currently I'm sort of busy with work, as in real actual work. I just saw the last of the Harry Potter movies and I just started my job. Are these signs of growing up? I still forget I'm twenty when people ask my age but I need to figure out how to get an NBI clearance without losing my mind.
I end this rambling post with a quote from Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire, "It's a strange thing, but when you are dreading something, and would give anything to slow down time, it has a disobliging habit of speeding up."