Three More Weeks till the End...

It is a picturesque gloomy gray Tuesday towards the end of July. A girl riddled with stress, anxiety, slight depression, and a bright red rash appearing on her arm from pulling weeds, sits at a purple mis-shapened metal patio table surrounded by members of the Board that ultimately decides her employments future and fate. She sits eyes facing the pole of the umbrella in front of her careful not to look into the eyes of any of her attackers.

She is not weak, but she will pretend to be.

She is not dumb, but she is pretending to be.

She isn't able to defend herself. The corruptness of it all makes her want to throw up and give the two face wanna be bad asses a piece of her mind. But she won't, she has to bite her tongue no matter how personally they dig into her or how they twist events to suit their own agenda or how much they question her character and attitude. She has to bite her tongue for the simple fact that speaking out only causes more problems. She has to stay quiet and take attack after attack because there is nothing she can say or do to change the minds of those who hate her.

No matter how many times the man she has chosen not to have a face, only a slow monotone misunderstanding voice, tells her they are not ganging up on her or trying to bully her she cannot believe that. She knows the truth and to her that is all that matters at this point, she isn't returning for another summer at the place with no name. She is done being attacked mentally, physically, and emotionally. She has had enough of these people who think they are something in the world, when in reality they cannot hold a candle for what she has planned for her life.

She is terrible at lieing and she knows she cannot act but she does her best to hide her sadness and force herself to be happy and cuertious to as many people that she encounters. Every so often she will slip up and let off a bad vibe but doesn't that happen to every human? Is it not human to have a personality and be one's self? Is it not acceptable to treat others as they treat you? Were these teachings they seem to want her to uphold lost or never taught to the girl?

The board finishes threatening to fire the girl on the spot the next time a "complaint", more like lies, is said against her. Her manager talks to her long after the board members leave, he plays the double sided two faced card she can see right through half the time. He tries to tell her that there are parts of what the board has said that he agrees with and there are parts that he disagrees. She finds it contradicting and slightly cowardly, if he wants her employment to be terminated then grow a pair of balls and fire or "let her go". She is tired of the run around and the attempts at undermining her character and the person she is.

She is straight forward. She would rather he be direct with her then talk behind her back like a silly little Gossip Girl in high school.

She is just tired of these people... Just 3 more weeks...

Harry Potter and the Unstoppable tears

It is now 3AM on a slightly brisk Wednesday morning. I am on my way home. 10 minutes ago I was exiting a theater dressed like a slightly more extreme version of the wackadoodle but lovely and kind Luna Lovegood. I have spent a little over 7 and a half hours sitting in a slightly cold theater immersed completely in the world I have love and called my home for nearly 10 years of my life.

Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince is my third favorite book in the series. It has everything I love with in the story line and it was the perfect way for JK Rowling to lead us on into the finale that is the Amazingness of Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows. The adaptations into movies has always had its ups and downs for me and I really hope the next two movies knock Sorcerers' Stone out of its top spot on my favorite scale.

The first movie has been stuck at the top for so long it seemed to be the perfect way to kick of the story in a different media. It may not be the best of the 6 cinematically and the acting may suck but you have to remember when I first saw it I was still a little girl who had a lot to learn and a lot of growing up to do.

I've grown up with Harry.

He's when with me through so much. He kept my mind protected from the evilness that surrounded me at age 11 and up. He kept me from growing weak and giving in, he made me strong and quite possibly stubborn. I asked myself all the time What would Harry Do in this situation? How would he get out of this unscathed or unharmed?

Harry helped me grow up.

The world Harry Potter lives in is one I pretend to see around me. There are evils in this world, exactly like Ms. Rowling writes about, they may not have magical powers but there are severe evils that surround every person on the planet. Each are diff rent and very from place to place but they are all the same in the end, they are all evil.

Harry Potters world gave me father figures to look up to and follow their examples. My own father wasn't there in the way a father should be. I connected with Harry on a very personal level at such a young age. I like him didn't have a father there for me, to help guide me through life, or to pick me up when I needed a hand. I like him, at age 11 seemed to gain more of a sense of who I was and who I could rely on and a better sense of a "Family" (even if they were fictional..."). Jo peppered the story lines with father figures like Sirius Black, Remus Lupin, and most of all Albus Dumbledore.

Each character seemed to portray a different type of characteristic of what it is to be a "father". They all cared for Harry, and through him me, they all had his best interest at heart. They collectively were and are my fathers. They all may be fictional but to me they are as real as the people I meet in everyday life. They are always there, they can never leave all I have to do is open a book or pop in a DVD (Except for the bastard child of a Harry Potter movie that is the third one!)

As a book HBP was wonderfully and powerfully written. It was witty and humorous at times but it was also dark and mysterious. It was the book I can always read the quickest because the story keeps me wanting more and more every time I crack its cover.

The movie is almost ALMOST the best adaptation of any of the Potter books. It was long but it never seemed to be uninteresting or lagging. Sure there are things I would have loved to see and there are things I could due with out. But all around it was a Bloody Brilliant film and hope Potter fans Follow the butterflies to the theater to see it. But I ask you to keep an open mind and think of it as a movie and a representation or retelling of the book.

Harry Potter saved my life.