may i just say that today's my unlucky day?
gawd i hate today so much.
well, no, not really. but it could've been much better.
i finished reading harry potter today.
a very.. sad book. with the story of the young wizard written differently.
i cant say that i loved it. cant say i didnt enjoy it. it's just different.
it's.. unexpected.
or well.. some parts of it anyway. like who the half blood prince was. not who died.
i so couldve guessed who was gonna die. you just.. see it coming, you know?
like.. think about it.. this battle's between harry potter and voldemort, love and evil, and the purpose of this very person is just to take harry to.. some great distance of the way.. and you so could see the need of his death, and that if he hadnt died in this book, he could and would never die, and he would be helping harry fight voldemort, which defeats the purpose of it being harry vs voldemort, and if he didnt help harry fight voldemort, and was still alive at that point of time, then we'd wonder why the fucking hell he wasnt helping, for he was wise and was always there. and so.. if harry was to fight voldy alone, he mustnt be there. so yea. in theory, you could totally expect it. but then again, cuz he's so lovable we forget this theory and go on and on and on about how cruel JK Rowling is in making such a.. wonderous character die. FCK YOU SNAPE!! but i just couldnt get why she named it "harry potter and the half blood prince" as i dont see how .. it was all about the prince. cuz, no, it wasnt. well anyway..
my lil bro decided to join the teeny weenie karate class. lols.
he watched me train today.
maybe it was my sexiness that persuaded him.
he was so enthu.
dad didnt let me go to ggs.
gawd, i'm so bummed.
the reason? it's expensive cuz my mom's staying for another year.
so it'd be okay if she wasnt.. but cuz my mom's staying and she has to pay rent, then yes it is too ex.
i dont know if i were to be glad or disappointed. that my mom were staying, i mean.
i wanted to go to ggs so badly.
i still do.
but hey.. everything happens for a reason.
every single little bloody damned thing.