So I am going to be doing a Calgary Expo write up later this week, once I am recovered and such, but I want to write about one thing in particular while it's fresh in my mind.
I met James and Oliver Phelps today.
I stood in line for a total of two hours in order to get this beautiful, beautiful picture with my two friends and James and Oliver. My feet ached, my backpack felt like it had a ton of bricks in it, but you know what, it was so so worth it.
Seeing them from afar was just amazing. But then James (I think) talked to me - just normal stuff, saying hi, asking how I was, and put his arm around me for the picture (his sweater was so soft!) and I think I died. His accent is even more beautiful in person. And I just....ahhhhhh. <3
I was shaking so badly after, my heart was pounding. I can honestly say I've never felt that before. Not when I met Darren Criss (though I was a bit shaky), or when I met Evanna.
Ah, fangirlism. You're beautiful.
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