Thursday, August 9, 2007

In loving memory...


This blog entry contains spoilers for J.K. Rowling's book "Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows". If you have not finished this book, I advise you not to read any further. Thank you.

Now, onwards!

In loving memory of FRED WEASLEY. May his spirit live on forever.

*Sighs and shakes head* I still cannot believe she killed him. Killed him! I'm still mourning over him... Fred was one of my favorite characters... and... and he... he... And there aren't... two... two...

Okay, subject change. Getting really sad just trying to type that.

Well, anyway. What else? I felt so empty after I finished Deathly Hallows. I mean... there's no more. Noting. Nada. I mean, my life feels so... so.. I don't know! It's just so odd! Harry's series... is over... and... he's all grown up and married to Ginny... and Ron and Hermione... and... Agghhh! This is driving me mad. I'm going to stop being a Harry Potter fanatic for a second and try and think of something else.

Although everything I've been thinking about lately has been revolving around Deathly Hallows. I drew an HP fanart... It was of George... crying at Fred's grave... speaking of which, I suck at drawing graveyards. Tee hee. But, I did a really good side view of George. Although he's crying. I feel so bad for him! It must be awful... I mean, how is he going to run Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes when practically half of him is missing? And I just can't imagine George without Fred, or vice versa.

Okay. Getting sad again. NOW for a real subject change.

Okay no. I can't change the subject from Deathly Hallows. That's the only thing running through my head...

Alright, I can't believe Snape died! Snape!! And the part in the Pensive, when he was talking to Dumbledore... when he summoned his Patronus... dear God, that broke my heart. I started crying.

"After all this time?"


And the whole Pensive itself was sad... even how he was obsessing over Lily... But they were such good friends when children! And then she met James... and he met Lucius and people... God, I don't even know what to think about James anymore. This is all so confusing.

I guess I should shut up now. Heh heh heh...

Mmm, see ya~


Tuesday, August 7, 2007

Welcome to my feeble, uninteresting life...

Ah, and here is where I begin.

Well, obviously. With the whole, blank, empty text box just there, waiting for someone to type in it. ... So, I guess I should start out by telling you about myself.

The name's Areina {well, that's how you'd say my name in Japanese}, but I usually go by "Reina" or "Raina". With the occasional "chan", "san", or "sama" at the end. I've lived twelve years on the planet we call "Earth", in the country we call the "United States of America", and in the state we call "Colorado". I recently "graduated" elementary school last June, and will be attending a brand new middle school on the 22nd of this month. Joy.

So that's me. Now onto my ramblings of my boring life.

Tee hee.

So, let's see. Last night I went to bed at about four AM, due to that nasty little Harry Potter book. {Not really nasty, though. I can't believe George lost his ear! GEORGEE!!} So I got a good, solid, five hours of sleep. Yay. (Only an hour less than what I'm used to, nowadays.)

Woke up at about nine, since my mom wanted me to go to the vet's office with her. I wasn't much of a help, though, but it was fun seeing other people who liked our dogs. I love our dogs; they're so beautiful. Not too bright, but beautiful.

After the vet's, I proceeded to keep my nose in Deathly Hollows, occasionally jumping up and exclaiming, "My God!" or "No!!" and even, "Bathilda is odd." In which my mother replied, "What part are you at?!" or "Yes!!" and even, "You don't know the half of it." It was a fun little car ride home with the dogs whining in the background.

So when we got home, my mother and I picked up my brother and drove to dear old DR; where my mother teaches and my brother attends school. Daniel (My brother, otherwise known as "Opah") and I were "forced" (Sick of quotations and parentheses yet? I'm not.) to help my mother partially set up her classroom.

Opah did most of the work, since I'm virtually useless when it comes to physical labor.

Or physical anything, for that matter.

So, with Opah starving, and me with an almost empty stomach (having only eaten a piece of toast with strawberry jam earlier in the morning), we left to good old Aurora, where we went to a Korean market and had some delicious Korean food. Mmm, Korean. We also managed to pick up some duk (a sticky, glue-y rice treat) and a wonderful pint of green tea ice cream. If you haven't tried green tea ice cream before, I strongly suggest you mosey on down to your nearest Japanese restaurant and order yourself some green tea ice cream. It'll do you well.

Anyway, back on topic.

After we were content, and after Opah took some pictures of massive vegetables on his camera phone, we left Aurora. And while I read, my brother and mother proceeded to have a lengthy conversation, and at one point involved the word "penis" (which was how it caught my attention, sadly enough). I still don't know what they were talking about, but it sounded like they were having a fun, enjoyable conversation. So I'm glad.

After we got home, I can't really remember what happened. I think Opah and I just signed onto our computers and my mother rested upstairs (she has just had a surgery, so she's been a bit... weary).

Then my step-father, Scott, came home, and told us there was a magnificent rainbow outside. Which there was! It was a beautiful, full colored, fully arched rainbow. 'Twas spectacular, I say. Spectacular.

After we came inside, Opah and I returned to our computers and soon enough, we were being called for dinner.

At the dinner table, we ate, chatted... I was being my usual, ditzy, confused, and kind of stupid/oblivious little self and got myself made fun of. So when I told my brother that I had gotten the fifteenth volume of One Piece (Oh! Forgot to mention, after Aurora, we dropped my brother off and my mother and I went shopping. Target and Borders... school supplies, and, well, books), he had asked if he could read it. And since he had just made fun of me minutes before, I refused, stating that I wouldn't let him read the book because he was being unkind to me. He actually didn't get it after a while. I kind of had to spell it out for him. (And if you're an older sibling who has undergone a similar situation and still do not understand, it is because I felt I needed more respect than what he had given me, so as punishment for his "rude" actions, I decided not to let him read my book. See?)

After a while, I let him read it as I continued to read Deathly Hallows. Then I stopped, and signed onto the computer, went onto deviantArt for a while, and that was it, really.

So yes. My day. Uninteresting, really. And if you've gotten this far, I congratulate you. I really hope you aren't mentally damaged, now. But, if you're reading this, you probably already are a bit mental. :)

I do believe that's it.

Thank you for reading. <3

~ Reina

((By the way, be sure to check out my brother's, much more interesting blog!