The concert went well, Becca and I hit a note after we where suposed to but it was cool. We made an octive so it still sounded good and TH wasn't mad. Hung out with my family for a bit and thehn they left and K and I were left alone, unsupervized in the room. We decided to go see Narnina even though we had to free her car from the snow first. We did so, usingf a small scrper, hands and feet. Yes we won and in record time. We made it to the movie and even got two see a few previews. The movie stuck to the books. It was absoultly fantastic. I cried the first time I saw Alsan. I really did, there where small tears streaming down my face. I have been waiting to see a good version of that lion since I was in 2nd grade and let me tell you kids...it was worth the weight. I was sobbing uncontrolably during the stone table sceen. You see, these books are the reason why I started reading. I basically couldn't before them. They made me start. I would never be the literary wonder that I am if it wasn't for them. Also, my Aunt Colletta, my fav Aunt, shared a love for these with me. She always let me read them in the car with her and Narnia to me is so strongly tied with her while she was alive and sans cancer that they always make me feel better. It's like the Beatles or West Side Story. I miss my Aunt so much, and this brought me back to sitting in the car with her, having one of my first "days out with the girls" and just feeling good. Not feeling stupid or like I don't matter. She's pretty much the only Aunbt that made me feel like that and Narnia brings her back to me. "The Last Battle" was one of the last books I read before she got sick...it's fitting I think. I read that book in her car right before she found out she had cancer and died and that book mirrors the second coming and when everyone goes to Heaven...or in this case Narina. Seeing that huge cat up on th4e screen looking just like I'd always imagined him made it all come back. It was just great, even though I cried like a baby. I claim Mr. Tumnus. He's mine...pretty cloven hooves and all. K gets Peter. Jamie gets Edmud becuase he beoms yummy as a king. That is that. We will have a tea-party with Turkish Delight, Toast and, well whatever Peter wants and we shall sing and dance and they shall be ours. Megan has Greg, the nimph...I mean dryade, whop plays the obo. lol (don't ask people). Ok and I'm crying again so I'm gonna stop now. Though I'll be crying most of this week. It's finals week so if I'm emean to you or just burst out sobbing don't be mad or alarmed. I can't help it and even having Aslan sitting next to me while I take the tests would make me feel any better. I miss being a child again.