We are who we pretend to be.

My mom just said that someone was "obviously un-hetero" to be more politically correct. Since when is un-hetero the right term?

I only slept a half hour last night and I've become quite delusional. My family has gotten fed up with me I think.

Did you see the Harry Potter movie this weekend?  Are you going to read the new book?

Obviously!

I saw the movie at the midnight showing on thursday, after a fun-filled Harry Potter event at the mall.  The Parselmouths were there and they were awesome, of course.  Check them out - they wrock!  There were also little games and things, mainly for the little kids, but it was still alright.  There was an old woman with a sorting hat giving sorting quizzes, and I was placed in Slytherin.  I didn't have to push for it or anyhting! 

And as for the book, I'm going to a release party in Seattle on friday.  It should be insanely fun.  The Parselmouths will be there (did I mention I love them?) as well as like 4 other bands.  There should be all manner of wizard rock frivolity and the party goes from 6 til midnight so I don't see how it could not be fun.  And we've got the book reserved, so all is well.  Right now I'm about 60 pages into re-reading the 6th book right now, so I had better hurry!

If there are any hardcore Harry Potter fans out there, I'd love an add!  I love to talk theories and generally gush about my love for the books/characters/etc :)

EDIT:  I just realized I didn't say anyhing about the movie!  Don't judge, I have the flu, I'm not thinking as sharply as I shoud be.

THERE WILL BE SPOILERS.  IT'S YOUR FAULT IF YOU HAVEN'T READ THE BOOK YET.

I thought the movie was great.  I thought it was quite true to the book. I think the new screenwriter made a positive difference, and I think I'm dissapointed he won't be doing the 6th movie.  I loved the new director; the previous movies were more known for their wide, sweeping shots, but this new one had great action shots that moved along with the characters, and also a lot more tighter intimate shots.  I hated when Sirius died, he wasn't supposed to be AK'd and the veil was stupid.  I loved the silent tender moment with Remus and Harry, but it didn't last near long enough for proper grief.  Also on that note, I really missed the katharsis I got from reading the scene with Harry destroying Dumbledor's office.  Usually when I read the fifth book I don't cry when Sirius actually dies, but I totally break down when Harry does in the office.  Let's see, what else....  The kiss took up like twenty minutes of the movie and was shot matrix-style from every possible angle.  This was stupid and unneccesary.  During the firght scene in the ministry, they spent way way too much time with the misty wooshing of people apparating(?) around instead of actually fighting and showing all of the cool awesome weird things in the department of mysteries.  It was not, contrary to movie myth, just a huge room of glass balls.  Luna was great.  The thestrals were scary and great.  I am a total Remus/Sirius shipper [:)] and I loved that although Remus was in it far too little, every time he was on scren he was practically cuddling Sirius.  That made me giggle everytime they replayed it in Harry's memories.  What else, what else?  Oh, I was a little upset that Snape's worst memory was practically cut from the movie, as that was one of my favourite parts of that book- I love the marauders.  But as for the rest of the occlumency, I think they handled it very well when it could have been really really bad.  The juming/sliding from one memory to the next was good and I just LOVED when Snape would show up in Harry's old memories.  Besides leaving me thinking 'how the hell did they do that??' it was really cool.  Plus, Snape was totally sexy.  Moreso in this than in past movies, I can't put my finger on what was different though right now. 

I can't think of too much more to say, other than yeah, overall I really liked it and it was probably my favourite so far.  But I'm not sure, I'll have to watch them all again after this comes out in the theatre - not that I won't be seeing this in the theatres again :)

I'd love to hear your reviews and arguments with mine -  Comment!

PS:  I just overheard my sister on the phone with my mom, talking about myspace.

Siri:  You should look at Kita's profile, she just changed it.  She added new pictures, there are some with the Parselmouths and some with her boyfriend.

Mom: (who was speaking loud enough I could hear her through the phone, from the other room) What?

Siri:  Yeah, there's some with her boyfriend.

Mom:  Kita has a boyfriend?!

Siri:  Yeah.  Well, no.  He's Alex Carpenter.  ...And he's her boyfriend.

Mom:  What??

Siri: ...He's in a band.

Hahaha-  I love my sister.  Alex Carpenter is not my boyfriend, but I do have a little crush on him.  He is an awesome wrocker and Remus Lupin rolled up into one really cute guy.  What is there not to love?  You should check him out too.

And while you're playing around on myspace, you might as well add me :)  Just comment me first letting me know who you are, or I'll probably deny.

I had a weird dream last night that seemed on the surface that it was all about deception.  At least towards the end, whereit started to be slightly more realistic.  At some early time in the dream I snuck into a middle school to use their gym.  It turned out I had gone to that school when I was younger and I went into the locker room (which was co-ed) to show Megyn the locker I'd had when Im went there.  I was oddly proud of it. 

In another part I was going somewhere where you had to take an elevator.  There were lots and lots of people all lined up to get onto the elevator, and they were all in their late teens to early twenties.  Somehow I got into onw by myself.  Once the elevator started moving I noticed that there was a little mouse running around on the ground.  Actually it wasn't really a mouse, it was some other little rodent, but I counld never remember the name of it in the dream either, so I kept calling it a mouse.  Anyway I was freaking out because it wsa running all around and I didn't expect it obviously.  I looked for buttons to stop the elevator but didn't see any.  I did see a little compartment that was labeled for you to put your mouse inside.  I caught the mouse and put it inside and it sucked the mouse away like one of those tube things at the bank.  There was a little ticker that told how many mice had been caught.  It was high, in the hundreds.  I finally got off the elevator and went to do whatever I was there for, I don't remember.  Come to think of it, maybe the elevator was to the middle school.

On the way out of wherever I was, I had to take the elevator again.  I had to walk a ways through the building to get back to the que for the elevators.  When I got there it was less of a line and more just people milling about.  Adults gave us each a mouse, to release on the elevator.  It was very weird, being on the other side of the operation.  I got a mouse and was having trouble holding it in my hands while waiting.  I took some tape and wrapped it all around so it was very small and squished and couldn't move at all.  It was probably twice as small after it was all wrapped.  I realised a bit later that it wasn't good for the poor little mouse so I unwrapped it a bit, so there was only maybe one layer of tape, but it's face was uncovered.  Before, you couldn't see any part of it.  It was still very small, and I had to look into it's eyes to tell if it was alive.  It's eyes moved and I could tell it was terrified.

When they finally let us on the elevators, I untaped the mouse and let it go free.  Megyn was with me again also, that's why I think it may have been the school that I was in.  She didn't have a mouse but she was on the same elevator as me, just standing there looking kind of disgusted.  We decided that this was really fucked up and wrong for the mice.  When the elevator stopped we took my mouse with us and went to find someone to talk to about our dilemma.  The last thing I remember about this part was yelling at someone who may or may not have been a science teacher.

The next part is the bit I was orriginally refering to.  I was sitting with Megyn at a little table in a mall.  We just happened to look up and notice that at a little restaraunt or coffee shop in the mall, Devvan was there.  We saw him kiss a boy, as if to say goodbye, then tell a girl not to tell anyone what happened, and leave.  This was really weird for us because for one, we're always joking that Devvan's gay, and two, that he's keeping things from us.  That was confusing and hurt.  All of the sudden, I notice a man walk back from where Devvan had left, it was as if they had overlapped a bit.  The guy was Nate from Six Feet Under.  In the dream I understood that he had been Devvan.  Devvan had been in regular clothes, with mesey hair and you know, was just normal.  Nate was totally different.  He had a fresh haircut, he was wearing a nice suit and he even had a briefcase.  He saw me and I was so happy to see him I started crying.  I gave him a huge hug and I was saying things like just because my mom stopped seeing him didn't mean he should leave and never see me.  I had missed him so much.  He admitted that he had run off to get the haircut and new things because he didn't want me be ashamed of him, he didn't want me to see him all shlubb-y lke he was before.  I told him I would never think of him like that.  He said he wouldn't leave again for so long. 

At some point either Nate left and Devvan came back, or Nate morphed back into Devvan.  Devvan was sitting on the ground leaning against the wall of the little restaraunt.  Megyn was back from wherever she had been and we were down on the ground too, talking to him.  We had aparently forgotten about the kiss, but asked him what was going on with him running off like that and being so secretive.  He just said it wasn't any big deal and that his tongue ring had broken and he didn't want his boss to look for him while he went to go get another one.  It turned out he didn't actually have a new one with him and it was still broken, but no one questioned it.  Now that I'm awake it seems obvious that something different was happening, but it seemed fine at the time.  We said we'd hang out more.

Oh right!  And before, when Devvan was gone and before Nate came back, Megyn was saying things about how she didn't want to try to be friends with Devvan again.  Apparently we hadn't hung out with him again and we'd need to spend extra time together to regain the friendship that we once had.  I remember specifically that she said she didn't want to "waste time" trying to fix the friendship.  I told her she was crazy and that how could it be a waste when we'd have a better friendship.  I couldn't understand it at all.  She was very detatched and almost not there through the whole dream.  I don't know.  It was very weird.  The whole thing was.

EDIT:  Devvan's name is D e v v a n like Devon, not Dewan.  The point is, those are two Vs, not one W. 

I haven't posted in ages and have things to write when I have time, but this is not that time.

Right now I'm sitting downstairs in my house, getting ready to take a shower, and listening to my brother cry.  It's really horrible and I hate it a lot.  Sam has ADHD and I don't remember what the latest diagnosis is, but I think he's borderline.  He's 8.  He's having a tantrum right now and we're not supposed to indulge him at all while he does this.  It only makes it worse and lets him think that he can get away with this, when we're supposed to be teaching him how to act civilized.  Last night he was breaking my heart when he did this, and I thought I was getting through to him and only talking to him enough to help him, not hurt him.  But I guess I didn't.  He's convinced our sister and dad hate him, and because I was the one who talked with him last night, he feels like I should be there for him.  He keeps crying and calling my name from his room upstairs and it breaks my heart everytime I hear it.  I feel like he's going to resent me for not helping him when he expected me.  I feel like I'm letting him down, even though I know I'm doing what's right.  I just wish I could have family that wasn't so riddled with mental illness and just fucking crazyness.

I'm in the middle of doing my chores that I really need to get done, but I wanted to write what I remember of the dream I had last night before I forget.  I tried to call Megyn to tell her, but I started to tell her and she didn't seem interested in any way. 

So in my dream, I met this girl (who I just remembered a few minutes ago was a girl who goes to the college who I have a little crush on) and we were kind of talking and flirting and then we decided to get married.  We were planning to do it in just a few days.  I have no idea why.  We had only just met but we were going to get married and get to know each other better after.  I was leaving her for the night (we weren't even staying together) when I saw some guy that I knew in the dream but not in real life.  He asked me to marry him and got down on one knee and everything.  I told him no, that I was already engaged, and that I had said no before and I meant it.  He pulled out a ring bow and opened it and there was a really nice ring inside.  I felt really touched and almost like I wanted to say yes.  I could tell in my dream that I had been with him before, I probably used to love him.  I took the ring and saw it had a little switch on it.  I slid it to the side and a little light plashed on the ring, like a little strobe light.  I laughed a little and gave it back.  I told him I was sorry, but that I really was engaded and I couldn't be with him anymore.  He accepted it and gave me a hug.  I left him and went away.  Later in the dream, another day, I saw the boy while I was with my friends and told them he had proposed to me.  He smiled and I saw that he had a silver tooth.  I was disgusted cos he was like a wigga or something.  My friends laughed that he had proposed.  It was confusing because I had known him so well the night before.  The dream was sort of semi-lucid which was weird because it was like a normal dream in that it felt really real, but it was also like I knew something was not right at times.  It was just odd.  Anyways, later in the dream the wedding was about to start and I realised that I hadn't sent out any invitations.  I had designed them myself and they were very colourful and cool.  Someone said that it was okay I hadn't sent them out because it was really just a formality and everyone would come anyway, plus they had been to a party recently and the guy thowing it just handed out his cool invitations to the people after they were already there as well. 

The weirdest thing is that I don't really know how the dream ended.  I sort of feel like I didn't end up marrying her, but I don't know why.  I seemed excited to do it in the dream.

I don't know, I liked the dream alright, but there was just something weird about it.  I feel like there was something I should have paid more attention to though.  Anybody know about dream interpretation?

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Kita U Bila Final

I got a lot of things in other languages.

I hate Uma Thurman :/

I have a two page paper due at noon that I have to be done with in twenty minutes so I can get to school and I don't know what I'm writing about and I'm fucked and why do I do this to myslef?

... I'm pretty sure I passed my Western Civ. final.

... I walked 4 miles and frollicked around on train tracks, while fearing for multiple people's lives at the hands of junkies

... I swam for like 2 hours and my whole body is wicked sore.  I'm going to try to get into shape this summer.  At least closer to shape.  I am a shape I guess.  I don't know what I'm talking about anymore.

... I am tired.

... I had to buy my sister tampons with a handful of change and teach her how to use them and everything because I wanted her to go swimming.  I felt very much like a big sister.

... I read my brother until he fell asleep.  I was reading a chapter from the same Hardy Boys book my dad read when he was a kid.  I felt like a good big sister and a part of my family because of the book. 

... I am so tired.

... I have three short essays to write before tomorrow at noon.  Lame.

... I also have a final at noon tomorrow and I have no idea what it's about.  Seriously.  It's for film interpretation, and all Lynne's said all quarter is that it will be fun.  Except she may have said something about it last friday, but she totally fucked me over because even though I told her I'd be gone, she decided not to give me any information about what would happen that day, so I didn't know we would need to turn in self evaluations on monday.  I like her but she can be kind of a bitch sometimes.

Well... I see to have lost my "Today... I x" concept, so I'll just quit.  I really am tired.

 

Drogheda

Show us what you hold in your hands the most every day. 
Submitted by lezlee.

I hold my beautiful phone Drogheda all the time.  I'm a little bit obsessive about him sometimes.  His main background image is an adorable ninja, that's who's name is actually Drogheda.  Drogheda, County Meath.  It's a place in Ireland.  My last phone had a little ninja named Belfast, also a town in Ireland, so now it's tradition. 

I'm weird.

What is the most interesting class you have ever taken? 
Submitted by Melissa. 

My most interesting class would either be Western Civilization or Art Appreciation.  I wasn't excited about taking it at first, but I had to because it was required.  I ended up taking Western Civ. I, II, and III because I loved it so much!  It was exciting and really fun to learn about the history of practically everything.  I didn't really have proper history in elementary or high school, so it was interesting and awesome.  I don't get very good marks because it's at 8 in the morning so I never want to go, but a lousy GPA is worth being able to take that class with such a wonderful teacher.  Her name's Dianne and she's crazy and awesome.  I wish all of my classes were taught by her.

Art App. was cool because I love art and I got to learn all about different styles, and artists.  Also, I loved how things overlapped in those classes, like Medieval and Renaissance periods. 

On another, sadder note, Megyn and I have our final in Western Civ. III tomorrow, so we have to study and make note cards today.  Ugh, but Megyna has to work tonight so we have to do it earlier, and her phone/internet was turned off so I have to walk over to Megyn's house.  And I have to take Sam and Siri (my brother and sister) cos I watch them during the summer.  Lame.