Thursday, December 22, 2011

Day 5: What is your boggart?

This is another tough question, I mean what would my boggart really be? the thing that I'm most scared of is failing or disappointing someone so would it be a failed paper? A letter telling me that I was expelled? A teacher looking disappointed? Or would it be a teacher who I was intimidated by (similar to the way that I feel about Dr. Brandes or Dr. Robertson)? Would there be something in the magical world that I don't know that I'm afraid of? Would it be a huge spider like Ron? So many different things that it could be but I guess that's the problem with being a coward.

Tuesday, December 20, 2011

Day 4: What is your patronus?

I've thought a lot about this particular question because I really don't know what my patronus would be so obviously the logical thing to do would be take many online quizzes (http://www.gotoquiz.com/what_s_your_patronus (Panther), http://quizilla.teennick.com/quizzes/979765/what-is-your-patronus-version-1 (wolf), http://quizfarm.com/quizzes/Find+Out+Your+Patronus/zachary7/the-ultimate-and-real-patronus-quiz/index.php (goat), http://www.allthetests.com/quiz26/quiz/1249424815/Which-Harry-Potter-Patronus-Suits-You (otter), http://www.quizmoz.com/quizzes/User-Submitted-Personality-Tests/w/What-Is-Your-Harry-Potter-Patronus-Quiz.asp (snake), http://quizfarm.com/quizzes/new/nwindu2/what-is-your-harry-potter-patronus/index.php (otter),  http://www.selectsmart.com/FREE/select.php?client=blackmagic123 (rat)) and that didn't really tell me too much.

Given the choice I think I'd choose a cat. I like cat's, they're nice. It's also Professor Mcgonagall's patronus and she's one of my favourite characters. I think the cat suits me but I'm still really unsure.

Monday, December 19, 2011

Day 3: Who is your favorite professor?

PROFESSOR MOGONIGOLL. She is defs my favourite. She is so unassuming but then in the end she is just so awesome.

I like Snape as a character but he's not a nice teacher from what I can tell so I don't really think I'd like to cross him but that's mostly because i don't want to be in Slytherin.

Sunday, December 18, 2011

Day 2: What is your favorite class?

So I know it's been a long time since I actually did anything for the 15 day challenge but such is life.

My favourite class would probably be History of Magic or Charms. I really love history and Charms sounds very similar to my History of Science and Technology but with a more practical part.

There are so many good courses at Hogwarts that if I really had to choose it would take me many house, similar to my course selection for university.

Saturday, December 17, 2011

Christmas Time Is Here, Happiness And Cheer, Joy For All Which Children Call Their Favourite Time Of Year.

It's that time of year again my friends! Finals and Christmas the two most stressful things that you could possibly put together.

Today I finished my Christmas shopping and wrapping so that something but I still have one exam left to write which is unfortunate esically seeing that I didn't really study for it. HOST shouldn't be too bad though or at least not as terrifying as the FYP oral exam. Yikes.

The good thing is I have a lot of fun to look forward to after this is over. My friend invited me to her family Christmas party tonight and then I have a few other gatherings during the week, like my other friends birthday dinner at a Greek restaurant which is good.

In other news, because I suck at blogging and never actually post anything, I work at Coles now (YAY!) and actually have money to afford things like food and presents.

How is everyone's holiday season going? I'd love to hear from someone...anyone...

P.S. ten point to whoever can guess the origins of the title quote

Thursday, November 24, 2011

I HAVE A FOLLOWER~

I find this really exciting. They might not care what I say and how great I am but they're still following me.

In other news, my brain is dead and school is busy. YAY FYP!

Tuesday, October 4, 2011

"Sexing The Cherry" and Other Late Night Revelations.

University is busy but still feels like high school. I still hang out with the same people, I still think partying is stupid and I still feel like I sit on the outer edge of everything.

The other morning while I was sitting alone reading Saint Augustine's Confession I decided to take a break and look at the window display about FYP and HOST and say a book sitting at the bottom called "Sexing The Cherry" by Jeanette Winterson. I thought the title sounded interesting so I put it on hold at the library and it came in and I started reading it. I really do believe that it has in some way changed my view on the world even though I'm only halfway done. It told a story of The Twelve Dancing Princesses and it touched me in way I can't begin to fathom. It spoke of great heartbreak and of freedom that was fought for and decet and betrayal. The story of the 10th sister was my favourtie:

When my husband had an affair with someone else I watched his eyes glaze over when we ate dinner together and I heard him singing to himself without me, and when he tended the garden it was not for me.
He was courteous and polite; he enjoyed being at home, but in the fantasy of his home I was not the one who sat opposite him and laughed at his jokes. He didn't want to change anything; he liked his life. The only thing he wanted to change was me.
It would have been better if he had hated me, or if he had abused me, or if he had packed his new suitcases and left.
As it was he continued to put his arm round me and talk about being a new wall to replace the rotten fence that divided our garden from his vegetable patch. I knew he would never leave our house. He had worked for it.
Day by day I felt myself disappearing. For my husband I was no longer a reality, I was one of the things around him. I was the fence which needed to be replaced. I watched myself in the mirror and saw that I was mo longer vivid and exciting. I was worn and gray like an old sweater you can't throw out but won't put on.
He admitted he was in love with her, but he said he loved me.
Translated, that means, I want everything. Translated, that means, I don't want to hurt you yet. Translated, that means, I don't know what to do, give me time.
Why, why should I give you time? What time are you giving me? I am in a cell waiting to be called for execution.
I loved him and I was in love with him. I didn't use language to make a war-zone of my heart.
'You're so simple and good,' he said, brushing the hair from my face.
He meant, Your emotions are not complex like mine. My dilemma is poetic.
But there was no dilemma. He no longer wanted me, but he wanted our life
Eventually, when he had been away with her for a few days and returned restless and conciliatory, I decided not to wait in my cell any longer. I went to where he was sleeping in another room and I asked him to leave. Very patiently he asked me to remember that the house was his home, that he couldn't be expected to make himself homeless because he was in love.
'Medea did,' I said, 'and Romeo and Juliet and Cressida, and Ruth in the Bible.'
He asked me to shut up. He wasn't a hero.
'Then why should I be a heroine?'
He didn't answer, he plucked at the blanket.
I considered my choices.
I could stay and be unhappy and humiliated.
I could leave and be unhappy and dignified.
I could Beg him to touch me again.
I could live in hope and die of bitterness.
I took some things and left. It wasn't easy, it was my home too.
I hear he's replaced the back fence.

I found this extremely powerful. Especially "He admitted he was in love with her, but he said he loved me.Translated, that means, I want everything. Translated, that means, I don't want to hurt you yet. Translated, that means, I don't know what to do, give me time".

In short, I believe everyone should read this book and I don't have the words to describe how I feel right now. This book has given me hope of a better future that will become my alright past and replace my mediocre present. I don't want to "die of bitterness" but I don't know if I have the strength to change my world. If I had half the strength of the Twelve Dancing Sisters I would consider myself extremely blessed. But alas, I shall always be an introverted coward.

Monday, August 29, 2011

Excitement Building.

It's the last week before classes and the nervous excitement is starting to build. After getting my hair cut today, it looks fab, I feel much more secure about my position at the university. The nice letter that I received in reply to my RSVP to the Matriculation. Everyone at King's is so nice and friendly that I really don't understand why I'm so scared.


Another thing that I want to tell you that you probably don't really care about is that I got my hair cut today. I kinda wanted to get it cut all the same length but my hair dresser, Mandy, advised against it. She cut off about an inch so it's still pretty long, or at least longer than it has been for a few years, and at Christmas time we'll do it again and then everything will be the same length. I'm pretty excited.

Also I posted a new look on lookbook. Give me hype?




Aren't I adorable? Yes?

OH! and I am doing some daily challenges. when I don't I don't do normal blogging nearly enough and I feel bad. If I do the daily challenges I can start adding my normal blogging to the end of it and actually maintain this sorry excuse for a blog. Sorry if it annoys up but I like them and I think they're fun. All will be good.

Day 1: What is your House?

When I was younger I really wanted to be in Gryffindor. It seemed like the place to be because all the main characters were in it and Gryffindor did well at just about everything and won the house cup a lot.

However, as I grew older I started to think that Ravenclaw would be the best place to be. I figure it would have the most people that I would get along with and like. I also really like how the people in Ravenclaw are smart and like to read, two thing that I value a lot in a friend. If I had a choice in my house I would choose Ravenclaw.

Although a lot of my friends tell me that I would be a Ravenclaw I always feel like if I was under the sorting hat I'd get put in Hufflepuff.  Now don't get me wrong, Hufflepuff is a noble house and I have nothing against it, I just never saw my self as one or really feel like a true Hufflepuff.

I haven't joined pottermore yet. It makes me sad. I'm really excited to find out what house I'll actually be in. Like Harry I'll be sitting there whispering "not Slytherin, not Slytherin" and hope for the best (Ravenclaw).

15 day Harry Potter challeng

Day 1: What is your House?

Day 2: What is your favorite class?

Day 3: Who is your favorite professor?

Day 4: What is your patronus?

Day 5: What is your boggart?

Day 6: What is your least favorite class?

Day 7: Who is your least favorite professor?

Day 8: What do you REALLY think of Ron Weasley?

Day 9: What is your favorite book in the series?

Day 10: What is your chosen Deathly Hallow?

Day 11: If you made horcruxes, what would they be and how many?

Day 12: What is your favorite magical creature?

Day 13: Which Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher was the best?

Day 14: What is your signature spell?

Day 15: Would you have joined Dumbledore’s Army?


YES YES YES. Starting tomorrow.