Ubiquitous

Monday’s rolling around very quickly. This week, I have Give Back the Love by Philosopher Kings for Music Monday. I heard it on the radio the other day and quickly got the song, been listening to it on repeat ever since.

At the end of my usual enlightening MSN discussions about HP with one of my friends, he casually asked me what I thought his Patronus should be. For some reason “otter” just came to mind and I told him.

Me: So what do you think my Patronus will be?
Him: Hmm… let me think… A HUMMINGBIRD!
Me: o__O Thanks. I’m sure the Dementors will be terrified of it, if they can SEE it -.-
Him: Do u want to know WHY i picked a hummingbird?
Me: Why’s that?
Him: Because, firstly, it is a very sociable creature. It flies all around very quickly from flower to flower serving a very necessary task.
Me: …
Him: Secondly, although at first glance it seems small and needs protection, one will find that it is more than capable of holding its own in tough times. And lastly, it inspires beauty with its flight which is performs with graceful ease, naturally.
Me: … Wow. Th..thanks.

Sometimes I don’t feel I deserve the friends I have, but nonetheless, I love them to pieces!

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The following entry MAY contain spoilers. Read at own discretion.

The Harry Potter era has finally come to a close with the release of the seventh book, Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows.

I finished reading it less than half an hour ago. It is absolutely brilliant. I love it. Despite the fact that many, many people died, it has now become my favourite book in the series. Many of my suspicions were confirmed, others, thrown out the window. I was left sitting there with my mouth wide open on a plot twist on more than one occasion.

I trust I’m not alone in saying that I giggled throughout the entire Epilogue? For us shippers, it was THE book to oogle over. Hand holding. Hugs. Kisses. Tantrums. Cute moments. Marriages. Heh, I won’t give away too much. I kept a log as I was reading, which looks like “6:17am - I CAN NOT BELIEVE HE JUST DID THAT”. I wanted to have a little record of how I felt while reading HPDH for the first time. To be uploaded soon. Read the log!

If I had to use a single word to describe Deathly Hallows, it would be “epic”. Harry’s journey is heart-warming and heart-wrenching; glorious and tragic. Some parts of the situation in the Magical community reminded me of the pre-Holocaust period.

The ending, in my opinion, will be highly satisfactory for most fans. We get the ENTIRE back story regarding Dumbledore, Godric’s Hollow, and Snape. Ah yes… Snape. I can only say that I was absolutely 100% right about him. J. K. Rowling has quite the knack for filling out back stories, the one regarding Snape especially (although some parts of the book seems to be ripped off of Fanfiction.net, or maybe it’s just the shock )… Snape, and his Best Friend Forever. It’s so sad and shocking at the same time. His patronus just showed how much he cared. Oops, getting side-tracked here…

The importance of magical creature and their relationship with witches and wizards was heavily emphasized in this book (tragic, in some parts). You will see many old faces that leave you pleasantly surprised. The repetitive images (motorbike, for example) are striking and though-provoking. You’ll get what I mean. Also, I was very happy that humor was never lost throughout the book!

And my final words? J. K. Rowling is an absolute genius. Her meticulous planning and skilled writing produced a series that will no doubt maintain its legendary status in decades to come.

Now, excuse me while I go start my Support Potter Party,

Oh yes… the other day I suddenly had the urge to write a little article on all-nighters… which didn’t turn out to be so little after all. Here it is: 12 Useful Tips for Pulling All-nighters!

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Music Monday! See? This is how I keep myself blogging. Now, up there we have We Are by the lovely Swedish Ana Johnsson. The song reminds me of Death Eaters, probably from that video I watched with this song. Enjoy.

I went to play tennis today and realized just how terrible I am at it. My serves and rallies are out of whack. But I did have a good laugh with my tennis partner.

Him: Yea, [name removed] was telling me why he doesn’t bother going on dates
Me: He’s got an excuse?
Him: Mmhmm, he told me about this proverb
Me: What proverb?
Him: Let me think… something like… “bros before hoes”?!
Me: *gawk* *bursts out laughing*

Apparently, ladies and gentlemen, ghetto slangs are not part of your average IBer’s vocabulary. We instead call them “proverbs”.

We played for an hour or so and decided to take a break in the shade. At this point two pro-looking guys walked into the court, and I said to my friend, “I think they’ll be really good players!” Before I even finished my sentence, both of them took of their shirts and started jogging around the court! Obviously, it was extremely difficult, almost impossible, to concentrate on my book, much to the annoyance of my guy friend. They then proceeded to play half-nude for the rest of the hour in the court which was located at the corner of a very busy intersection. Yes they were good looking. Yes I took pictures with my cell. And videos. But they were both really good! And that, folks, is why tennis is highly amusing.

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