SPOTTED in Berkeley!

A giant ad: You're closer than you think to helping a child live.
The stores under it: a restaurant and The Cutting Place.
Today, I saw a ginger Asian. Not being racist-- just found it mildly amusing. Hear me laugh.
Lerl.
So for the past 2 days I've been going to Shakespeare Camp! The play we're doing is Cymbeline, King of Britain. Yes. I am the evil Queen (finally) and also some dude named something that sounds like Quidditch (just kidding. His name is Guiderius.).
I GET TO DECAPITATE SOMEONE.
Yes. It should be pretty thrilling.
So anyway...
Riding the bus back to my grandparents' house=not super fun, seeing as how the guy I like was also on the bus because he is in my Shakespeare camp and (thank dead wizard GOD) we're in the same act (we even have a scene together. Squeal) but this is irrelevant. The reason it wasn't super fun (even though it definitely had the potential to be) is that he didn't sit next to me or across from me because my grandfather (who looks a little bit ominous) was sitting next to me. Yes.
I felt bad for a little bit, but he did know I was there. We made eye contact once or twice.
BUT!
When he was leaving, he turned around to me and said bye.
ZOMG epic story bro, right?
So yeah. That is how interesting my life is.
OH YEAH! Almost forgot.
Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows part 2 comes out this Thursday/Friday midnight, and as I'm sure you've guessed/read, I'm seeing the midnight showing.
My nails are painted green and silver, my knee-high socks (also in green and silver) are here, and my tie is ready.
My stepmumther's costume is being finished up as we speak.
My Dark Mark will be drawn on my arm as we wait in line. Epic, yeah?
Yeah. I thought so.
I apologize in advance for the mini-lack of posts over the next couple of weeks-- I have homework (OVER THE SUMMER ARGHHHH) and the play. Saury.
Well then. Till next time!