Okay, I confess-I'm a huge Harry Potter fan. I was that eager girl in line at the midnight premier of Deathly Hallows Part I (which was, may I add, the night of my birthday-BEST BIRTHDAY EVER!) that couldn't stop talking about how excited I was that it was split up into two parts, that quoted every line from the previews, and laughed over and over again at the jokes between Fred and George (my two favorite characters) in the DH book. I laughed louder than everyone, especially before the movie started when a couple guys stood up in front of the theater and started a game of Harry Potter charades, in which everyone in the theater participated. I must add, proudly, that I was the first to call out "Pigwidgeon!" in that round-probably one of my greatest achievements (kidding!). Though I must add, I still haven't gotten the HPDH1 DVD, which I'm very ashamed to admit.
Anyways, now that I've rambled on about my deep love for Harry Potter, I'll talk about Omegle. If anyone doesn't know what it is, I'll try not to go too far in-depth as to what it is, for the sake of your pure mind, but here's the Urban Dictionary Definition:
Omegle- A website (omegle.com) that is an anonymous one on one chat, pretty much a feeding ground for pedos.
In other words, a website where 95% of the people on there are horny, but can never actually go out and get some fun.
Why, may you ask, am I on such a website? Because I believe in that 5%-that 5% that is really awesome, and are simply looking for some time to waste when they're bored, so they look for conversation (obviously, I'm a member of that 5% of awesomeness that doesn't experience raging hormones). Today, my endless searching for someone to waste time with through conversation (does that sound a bit creepy?) was successful- I met someone almost as obsessed as I am. This is how our conversation started:
Stranger (other person): The Chamber of Secrets has been opened
You (me): Enemies of the Heir, beware!
It's day's like these that restore my faith in humanity. And yes, you probably think I'm a complete creeper and my reputation has been shot, but oh well :P
I do that too. Except I usually dress up in costume and pretend i'm a character or something. Fake accents are my specialty. They have been known to change from italian to british to indian over a single conversation, but awesome none the less.
ReplyDeleteOh, I loved this! I LOVE Harry Potter! My whole family does, all ages. I got all weepy when DH1 started because I knew it was the second to last film. lol I sobbed when Dobby died.
ReplyDeleteDid you go to the midnight magic parties for the book releases? Those were so much fun! I loved how you could meet so many people of all ages, all there for the love of a truly magnificent literary series. Sigh. I miss those!
Long Live Harry Potter!
Oh, and, um, I really want to go to The Wizarding World Of Harry Potter. Yeah, I will never fully grow up. LOL
No, my parents would never let me go to the midnight magic parties, no matter how hard I begged (I think it might have been the "midnight" part that made them nervous). One part of my childhood I'll never get back :P
ReplyDeleteHarry Potter should have just gone on forever, 7 books wasn't enough!