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Before I start anything, I'm not mad at my English teacher anymore. I won the debate.
LMAO.
Anyway.
I'm so jealous. My best friend went to a Ken-y concert. b***h. -_-. I swear, I'm like green with envy. Maybe I should make this whole post green just so you can tell how jealous I am. lmao.
I posted to say something, but now I can't remember what.
Oh. Yeah.
Well, I was just listening to PotterCast, and it hit me.
Harry Potter is going to be over in 22 weeks. 22 ******** weeks. 160 days. (I know because the countdown is in my profile on AIM.) I can't believe it. Before now, I've been so excited. But the thing is, I don't WANT book 7. I don't want the end. I don't want July 21st to ever come. It means the end of REAL specualation on my podcasts -- I mean, even if they do have speculation, it's not as if they'll ever find out if they were right, is it? And then we have all the movies ... How am I going to be able to watch movies 6 and 7 if I know that Harry dies at the end? How am I going to be able to go back and read Order of the Phoenix knowing that the whole time Snape is giving Harry Occlumency lessons, he was evil? How can I ever go back and read the entire series knowing that through it all, Harry has a bit of Voldemort's soul in him, making him a Horcrux? How can I possibly read HBP if Ginny dies at the end? I think that I'll burst into tears everytime I even look at a Harry Potter book, let alone read one.
Harry Potter is one of the few things that inspires such emotion in me. I've cried reading HP, laughed reading HP, grinned wildly because a certain couple *cough Ginny/Harry cough* got together, ripped at my hair when Harry "nobly" broke up with her, and screamed in fury when Ron acted like such a f** to Hermione about Krum and Lavender and everything. I never cry during books or movies except for Harry Potter (and occaisonal HP fanfics). I never laugh out loud about anything but real life unless it's because of a Harry Potter book. I get so into the story, it's as if I have Imperio on me, forcing me to keep reading the book. But it's not even force, because I WANT to read the book.
Without Harry Potter, my life feels empty. If I'm feeling depressed or misunderstood, I go back and read a few chapters of HP and I feel better. If people are annoying me and I want to be able to fully and completely ignore them, I read a few chapters of HP. If I want to be absorbed in something to stop myself thinking of something else, I read a couple chapters of HP. If I want to occupy my time, I read a few chapters of HP.
There are people out there, like the above mentioned best friend who is going to a Ken-y concert, who don't like Harry Potter without ever having read it. My friend Patrick has read a couple, and that's when he stopped liking the series. But my best friend Hajar and my other best friend Jensine continiously make fun of it, even though they've never read it. Both have watched a movie or two, but honestly, the movies aren't very much like the books. An important part of the plot in Book 4 - Winky - was not in Movie 4. Some of Ron's best quotes have been given to Hermione. Hermione is really pretty in the movies, and almost blond in the last one, while in the books she's insecure and average looking. The movies are nothing like the books except for the very basic storyline and the characters' names. (I mean, seriously -- no green eyes on Harry?) These two friends love to make fun of this girl we know who judges foods as being "disgusting" or "nasty" without ever having tried them, but isn't this exactly the same? I think it is. It's annoying, really, and I try not to bring up Harry Potter around them, except when talking to dear Terenzi (Pooq!) about it. Because when I do, they insult it and I get all on the defensive about it. I hate it when people insult Harry Potter without reading it. I HATE IT.
If you just hate it because it's a pop culture thing, then that's really screwed up. I mean, really -- what does its popularity have to do with its amazingness? I would think you'd be more willing to read it because so many people have fallen in love with it, not less willing for the same reason.
But anyway. That's my little vent for the afternoon. Well, it's not that much later after noon where I live. According my computer, it is 12:47 PM. Does that count as afternoon or is it after noon but not really afternoon?
Um, don't answer that question. I don't even really understand it. I don't understand a lot of things. Racism, not liking Harry Potter, thinking Yandel is good looking, certain delusional people, my friends, sometimes even myself.
(If you picked up on the anti-harmony hint in there, you are a true fan and I love you.)
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