I went to the Harry Potter celebration at Barnes&Nobel friday. That day coulda gone better... my mom was yelling at me because I got the date of it wrong (I told her friday, she said saturday...) so we were late picking up my friend and her sister, got into an accident right in fron of her house... Still had some fun at the part tho! She blamed me for everything that went wrong that day, but then she said I didn't do anything, then started yelling at me again... She asked me when I'll get over this whole recluise thing. The day I can do something without her screaming and smiling at me at the same time. The thing that REALLY PISSES ME OFF is that Wally bit my wrist, and it bled, so I put a band-aid on it, and my friends mom saw it, and she asked me if I was hurting my self. Needless to say a boiling rage over took me and I just barely controlled my anger to just say politely "Heck no." The very memory of someone asking me that makes me want to do... something... Not sure what because I don't want to even think about something so stupid like that. I hate people like that and will never be one of them. Felt oddly accepted among the other Potter freaks... That was scary. Only 3 people looked at me funny, and they were standing in a group making fun of people, so that was to be expected. (Sadly one of them is a guy I think I have a crush on... Damnit... Looking forward to its end...) Everyone else seemed amused at my appearence. (I love the grim reaper mask... no one could see who I was...). Down side was, I was asked by 2 different groups of people (thankfully small) if I was a boy or girl. I awnsred them (even if I wanted to lie through my teeth and say something incredibly stupid so I could laugh to myself) and ignored them. Mabey I should leave the house for a little while and go to the creek or something... or not... Mabey I should get to work on that thing I want to write... Ha... work...