...well. I cried in public. Not obviously, but I still cried.




Goddamnit.





Half-Blood Prince is seriously depressing. ...honestly, I'd love to see it again, but I don't have the money now. fuck.





Fantastic fucking movie, though. The funny bits were fucking hilarious, and...well, you should've already figured out the depressing parts.



I will definitely be getting it on DVD. Favorite. Movie. EVER.




Fuck. I have a feeling HBP will wind up being like the ending to The Last Remnant------something I won't ever get out of my head.





Pathetic, I know, but... Honestly, I don't really care. My own brother made fun of me for it, though I warned him, knowing damn well I'd probably start crying.







(The whole experience was almost fucked over because of all the Twilight fanshits. Ugh. Preview for New Moon showed, and every fucking girl in the theater screamed because of the werewolf kid. Jacob, I think. He had his shirt off. And...well....then everyone else just started fucking cheering at the end of the preview. I almost puked and ran out of the movie. But by the fucking gods, I was NOT going to miss my movie.)