Since mother is of a graceful age, she was entitled to a concession ticket and so we decided to watch the movie again. (Well, again for me.)

I wore my beloved ugly vest and half-expected (i.e. half-hoped) that someone would be curious enough to ask if I was a distant muggle relative of the Weasleys, to which I would have replied, “Sorry, no I’m not, but I’d love to be.”

The cinema was still quite filled up although it was a weekday afternoon, and I’m certain a good portion of the audience were “return-watchers” as well. There was even a large extended family that filed in and took up the entire row of seats in front of us. It was intriguing to see the family’s dynamics at play as they picked where they’d like to sit and with whom. (Thankfully, things didn’t get too rowdy or noisy when the cinema darkened.)

Mother enjoyed the movie and stated that she’d just have to watch the second part of the finale, and I couldn’t agree more. 2 years ago

We laughed. We cried. We gasped. We awwed. We were at the edge of our seats and we cringed together. But most of all, we were left wanting more.

A friend and I had set a date to meet up after not having seen each other for some time. It was good to catch up with her again after what must have been months (the last time we met up was probably in early October).

We were thrilled to watch the movie and thoroughly enjoyed ourselves. It was such an exciting, action-packed movie with many deaths as well as twists and turns.

As the sky grew dark, we reluctantly bid our goodbyes and promised to meet up again soon. 2 years ago

Plans have been set to watch The Deathly Hallows (part 1) tomorrow with a friend whom I haven’t seen in a while.

We’ll be catching up over a Korean lunch and then catch a late afternoon screening. Good friend, good food and an eagerly anticipated movie – it’s a triple treat! 2 years ago

Oh oh oh…you guys.

How long I have waited for this. And how epic and lovely and enchanting it showed itself to me. Paul and I got to the theatre about 45 minutes early to make sure we had prime seats. We did.

I was so impatient. I tried to distract myself with looking through my purse, cursing myself for not bringing my Kurt Vonnegut book I took out only an hour before. Finally, it started. Almost immediately, I felt myself tearing up. I realized during the movie that I was giving a bittersweet farewell to a series I grew up, that helped me overcome awkward Saturday nights alone and that helped me to understand what it was to be a good friend.

Goodnight, sweet book. See you in July for a final tryst. 2 years ago