So today is the 4th of July and that could only mean one thing(or a couple) ...FIREWORKS!!!!! yeah that's right those crazy balls of fire that are beautiful to look at. But what really matters is that I almost died (well not really). But to understand what happen you need to picture this, I'm standing under a tarp,right across the yard (about 30 feet or so) there's this guy setting up one of those big fireworks,(like the ones that shoot up really high and the're really big) he runs back to the tarp (where there's a table full of fireworks and about ten people standing around), there is also torches right in front of me (pretty fucking dangerous if you ask me). Anyways the guy is running back to the tarp, suddenly I notice that the sparks are not flying upward but sideways shooting at everybody,(every person is running for cover at this point, sparks and explosions everywhere, I'm not kidding! EVERYWHERE!) then one spark lands right in from of my foot (literally, picture a war zone, kinda, everybody was running) at this point I'm like "shit there goes my foot" the thing blows up, light everywhere, I feel my foot get really warm, I look down (let me remind you this happened in a couple of seconds) it was every man for their fucking himself. Pretty crazy I know. At the end nothing really happen to me an everybody was fine. Don't you like my story? No? OK I can live with that....... I know it wasn't the most epic story but it's my little story of the day.
Oh yeah I also found out I am going to be able to go to the midnight release for HP! Yeah!!!
And have you heard about Rupert Grint having Swine Flu? I hope he gets better. Ah only 9 days, (not that I'm counting or anything)
And have you heard about Rupert Grint having Swine Flu? I hope he gets better. Ah only 9 days, (not that I'm counting or anything)
[You know what's sad? when I preview the pictures the show up in smal thumbnails but I could still tell you which Harry Potter movie they come from]
I didn't want to finish this in a sad note but I would like to dedicate a very special thing to one of my classmates who died yesterday of cancer. Yesterday was not a really good day for me because even though I wasn't close to her, I still knew her and could never picture her dying. She was really young, 17, and she I don't believe it was her time to leave us. So in closing, I know she is in a better place right now. She will forever be in my mind.
