I’ll hold my hands up and admit, I am usually the first to start bitching when the subject of Harry Potter comes up. Don’t get me wrong, I have read all the books so far. My main bitching point is length and wordy bla-ness; they’re clearly getting longer and that does mean there is more of the ‘bla’ factor. Which bores me; leave the flowery description to Charles Dickens and get on with some plot sil vous plait!
Anyway…last night the kids I was babysitting for put on the second Harry Potter film. After revising some biology, I got bored of learning about carbon dioxide and was drawn into the living-room, where I was kindly offered a sofa by Joel, and then promptly sat on by said child. As I was watching the cute little Potterlings (part of me thinking, Oh Mr.Potter, just you wait till you grow up! I bet you don’t even have an inkling that one day you’ll be prancing around nuddy on a stage) and their cute … lack of acting skills (although their lack of it is still far better than my best attempts) and I just felt all warm and squishy inside (yes, most internal organs feel like that normally…) and couldn’t help but think
I need to re-read that most recent one before the last one comes out
Oh dear. I’m going Potter-soft again.
Last Wednesday, went to a very educational group revision session at my bum buddie’s house (kirstin). We sat, decided what to revise, realised it was most of the book, panicked and settled down. I think we did very well - completed the nitrogen cycle which I have NEVER understood, among many other things.
Ayla, what does that say?
Capillary
…Spelt with an ie?
…yes?
…good! Just checking
Better get back to it. on unit 10/16 and the exam is on Monday…anyone care to panic for me?!
Lotsa Love
Kat
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Kat you just want to love the Potter franchise even more when your hear about a Harry Potter…themepark…wait for it…in america.
That sentence just gets worse as you read it doesnt it? I mean, they’ll spell everything wrong, they’ll make everything there into the biggest hyperbole I’ve ever seen and it will just generally be a complete piss up of some very crusty and saggy dogs bollocks with mcdonalds and “sorcerers” everywhere as well as Americans…and its in AMERICA.
But yeah I think you can see that my opinions of it is, pretty much, it sucks huge donkey phallus, in a nutshell.
And dont even THINK about saying “thats a good idea” Kat, or I’ll plant a mobile in your bag in history.
I only realised a few days ago (whilst doing some serious pondering when I should have been studying domestic/foreign British policy/Russian History/French immigration whatsit allatthesametimeeeeeep) that we are in fact the iPod-and-Harry-Potter-Generation. When we are 97 and our great-great grandchildren are forced to be kind and talk to us, we shall waffle on and wax lyrical about the good old days of…Harry Potter theme parks in America. And of queueing outside Waterstones with a sleeping bag at midnight. And buying the Harry Potter pencil case.
Oh dear.
I have not read nor watched Mr. Potter. I am now officially old.
I never had a pencil case - I did have a very cool writing set though…
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