For nearly a decade of my life this ‘thing’ has consumed me. I’ve lost countless hours of sleep, done my share of waiting, shed tears and been lured by its often false pretenses. I’ve been holding onto this secret for far too long and it’s about time it surfaces.
Alright here goes nothing…
I’m 22 years old, and have spent the past 12 years in love with a fictional character. Nothing else makes me as giddy as a middle school girl.
This character has brought out my intensely nerdy tendencies and caused me to throw caution to the wind; I can be found driving maniacally around town dressed in sweet capes and riding on brooms at midnight at various times throughout its run.
What is this ‘thing’ you ask?
Note: You might never view me as the Nicole you once thought you knew after reading this confession. You’ve been warned.
Allow me to introduce…
Harry Potter; maybe you’ve heard of him?
Yep, I’m that girl. Unashamedly in love with all things Harry Potter. In my defense, I am not one of those people who jumped on the bandwagon when it became hip. No, no, probably the first and last time I was a trendsetter started with Harry Potter. Being the book worm I am, my grandma bought me this first book back in 1997 and my friends incessantly made fun of me for reading it until I all but tied them down and forced them to read it as well, they quickly became converts and I earned some serious cool points. Trust me, I’ve earned few points since that fateful day in 6th grade.
Yes, I run to get the new book at exactly midnight, dressed in my coolest Harry Potter garb nonetheless and race home to lock myself in my room until finishing. I cried through various deaths in the books, but bawled like a baby when I was done with the final book because I had finished an era.
I know what you’re thinking; this girl has taken this obsession to another level. I warned you.
There was really no reason for this post other than I just felt I needed to get that of my chest and to tell you that after waiting for 8 long months (original release date was WAY back in November) the newest Harry Potter movie comes out tonight, sadly, for the first time in HP history, I will not be attending the opening night festivities. While I’m a much bigger fan of the books, I can’t help but love the movies because I am invested in the characters.
Now I know you’re probably thinking I need to be reading some chapters in my Bible about idol worship after that freak show of a confession. Trust me, I’ve got in under control.
And now you’ve learned a little bit more about me. Maybe more than you really ever needed to know perhaps?
I bet you thought this blog was going to be a serious one? I originally wanted to title this blog ‘Let Your Freak Flag Fly,’ but thought it might deter some people and well, freak them out, and we wouldn’t want that would we?
Below are some pictures in the Harry Potter section at FAO Schwarz in New York. I can’t seem to locate my intensely nerdy pictures of me dressed in my sweet garb headed to one of the book releases, then again, maybe it might be a bit much for you to see my ‘secret’ manifested in the flesh.
Those are made of legos, pretty sweet if you ask me.
