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Do you remember my last lj entry in which I kept babbling on about all the stuff I did in March?

I forgot to include The King's Speech in my blog post. Yes, you heard me right. I forgot to include The King's Speech. See, self, this is why you make lists. To keep from forgetting to include the most brilliant films in your blog posts. *scolds self*

So, The King's Speech. I absolutely wanted to see the original version because I thought that the German dubbed version probably just wouldn't convey everything the original one did, and I especially wanted to see how Colin Firth managed to pass off his stammer authentically. I ordered the tickets via internet even though there were still a lot of free seats because I have this irrational fear of tickets just vanishing into orbit if I don't order early enough (all due to the musical mania, I'm sure). We drove to Mannheim, found the cinema (somehow, we always end up in a parking deck a few blocks from it even though we always try for the one which is next to it :D), and hurried to the box office. Now, for the sake of the following conversation, let's assume my pick-up number was 123 456.

ME: Hello, I would like to pick up my tickets.
WOMAN: Okay, what is your pick-up number please?
ME: 1-2-3. 4-
WOMAN: Holla, one thing after the other! So, this was a reservation for Rango?
ME: o.o Uh no, it was for King's Speech, actually.
WOMAN: The original version? No, there's no reservation.
ME: O.O I've already paid for the tickets. And those were definitely tickets for The King's Speech.
WOMAN: Oh, you want to pick up tickets you've already bought? You should've given me the whole number!
ME: *facepalm*

So it turned out alright in the end, but it did give me a right scare. We had nice seats, and the couple in the row in front of us chose seats a little to our left so they wouldn't be in the way which I thought was really considerate, and I decided I really liked them until they noisily started kissing each other. They stopped when the film started though, or else I might have killed them.

And God, I loved this film. Yes, it is a bit lengthy in parts, but the script. THE SCRIPT, YOU GUYS. The dialogue, so simple yet so GOOD. The conversations between Lionel and Bertie were brilliant and so intricate and so much fun. And don't even get me started on Elizabeth. Sweetie? :D All of the characters were so well developed and had their edges. I have no clue about how much of the film is historically accurate but I don't give a damn. I think the Oscar for Best Screenplay was incredibly deserved.

As was the Oscar Colin Firth won. I know, everybody else has probably been over that already, but gosh, faking a stammer as convincingly as Colin Firth did, that must be horrendously difficult. I can't even begin to fathom how you do that. I was really really impressed with his performance. Honestly, though, I couldn't decide on any favourite actor in this film. My favourite moments were probably Helena Bonham Carter's scenes though. She always was so cute and dignified at the same time, and she was funny. She was. And then again her performance was so heart-wrenching; when she kissed her husband before his speech, and all through it. My heart went to tiny, tiny pieces and I cried and cried and prayed so much for the speech to go over well, and then my heart was put back together when it was all over and... I should stop here or else I will become too incoherent. Helena Bonham Carter is love. Colin Firth is too. Together, they're superawesomecute.

More people who are love: Geoffrey Rush. He's just... I wanted to cuddle Lionel! He was so competent and quirky and professional and cute, all at the same time. I loved the way he was with his wife and with his children, and I totally adored the way he was with Bertie, refusing to treat him any different than anybody else and yet not really sure how to treat him. Jennifer Ehle, Michael Gambon, Timothy Spall, Guy Pearce. <3 AND ALL OF THE KIDS. Damndamndamn, how are these kids so cute and so good at the same time? I am never more in awe than when I see kids on screen acting the shit out of their little roles as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

And by the way, this was the first time there was applause after a film I went to see! (Okay, it was I who initiated it, so not sure whether it counts, but there was applause!)
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Hello! I've been rather silent these past few weeks, but that is because they have been pretty awesome. Because I have magically found people who are exactly my kind of crazy and I love them like mad and we've been having a lot of fun. <3

Two weeks ago, I was invited to two birthdays (people usually don't see that much of me on weekends), one of which was spent ordering Chinese (and eating unholy amounts of it) and playing Singstar, at which I always do exceedingly bad, but it's masses of fun anyway! At the next party, we ate tacos with chili con carne, and I successfully managed to break my taco at once, which led to awkward eating, so I limited myself to French loaf afterwards. :D After dinner, we proceeded to watch 3-Day Weekend, a film that dazzled us with considerable lack of plot, and there definitely wasn't enough gay sex to make up for it. So then we watched two episodes of Glee, Journey to Regionals and Theatricality from season 1, and I'm pretty sure at least half of the people present didn't really like it, which makes me sad because let's be honest, Theatricality is one of the best Glee episodes ever! :(

On Monday (which was one day late for the birthday!), Watercolors arrived and three of us resolved to meet up again to watch it, hoping for more plot and/or gay sex than there was in 3-Day Weekend. It was actually not that bad. It's about Danny, the misunderstood bullied artist type, and Carter, a swimming prodigy, who don't have anything in common, but when Danny's mum has to babysit Carter because his father is away on a business trip, Carter acts as Danny's inspiring new model and they start falling in love. And whoop, schmoopy romance ensues! (Undying love one week into the relationship!) But it's a secret schmoopy romance and it's actually all very tragic. And I now want Tye Olson to play Peeta in The Hunger Games because Tye Olson owns my heart and Peeta owns my heart also, and it would be perfect.

And after that film night, we decided to establish this as a tradition, and met up again last night to watch Pirates of the Carribean. First, we watched part of a Glee concert, bouncing along on the sofa and squeeing over Chris Colfer a lot. Then we popped the second PotC film into the DVD player, and that is about all I remember because half an hour into the film we just started talking and never stopped. And I don't think I've ever known people in real life with whom I could just talk about anything that comes to mind because finding true friends is kind of finding a fairytale true love, and it's difficult when you like so much stuff noone else seems to like because you can't just go clicking on lj interests or anything, because this is not the internet. But now I have found my fairytale friends (only it's a very twisted fairytale; but it's good). And next week we're going to watch Inception or (500) Days of Summer or Kiss Kiss Bang Bang or anything comparably awesome (which is kind of a waste because we're going to talk over it again anyway :D).

In other news, amazon is taking the piss out of me and being generally annoying with their standardised e-mails because, fuck them, this is not a problem which can be solved by reading the faqs. I don't want to have to call them. :/ But on the up-side, lots of stuff I can use for my termpaper are headed my way, and I'm hoping for it to arrive sometime this week because I am so excited to go through it all and read it. Especially Transforming a Rape Culture, and Jane Eyre - Early Soap Opera or Feminist Novel?. Or that feminist magazine I ordered. Or all of it, really. Eeeee. :D

Tiny paragraph of Glee Spoilers. [Sexy & Original Song] )
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May be triggering to victims of rape/sexual assault.

Back when I was in tenth grade, I had this biology teacher, let's call her Mrs. B, who used to tell a lot of far-fetched yet funny stories. Whenever a question was asked, you could be sure a story would come with the answer. One day when we were talking about Down's Syndrome, someone asked whether women with Down's Syndrome could get pregnant, and Mrs. B said that she knew for a fact it was possible because the daughter of a friend of a friend had Down's Syndrome and born a baby.

That girl used to live with her mother, and every afternoon her mother let her sit on the veranda for a bit, enjoying the sun and being generally happy. They had workers around, and one day, the girl waved at the workers in her general state of happiness which they... "misinterpreted". Long story short, the girl was raped by at least one of the workers and got pregnant.

I was not consciously feminist back then, but this story really really irked me. It was just so wrong because a) Mrs. B made it sound as though that innocent girl initiated the rape (which, uh, just no), and b) she told the story as if it were all a great joke. Needless to say, some people found this oh so hilarious. I turned around to tell the boys in the back row that the girl was raped, and that it was really no laughing matter. They made some disparaging comment, probably about me being a stuck-up bitch or something, and just kept laughing. When I got home that day, I was literally seething. To this day, I wish I had talked back to those boys. To this day, I wish I would have raised my hand and called Mrs. B out on it, told her that rape was no laughing matter, no matter the circumstances.

I think that this was actually one of the first experiences which made me realise the necessity of feminism, and of speaking up. I regret that I did not speak up then, but it's not too late to speak up in hundreds of other cases like this one, and it's actually due to you, f-list, that I am now confident enough to do so, and know how to voice my thoughts. Thank you, awesome feminist friends!

Happy 100th International Women's Day. Celebrate yourself. Celebrate the awesome that are women. :)
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How is it that when I finally work up the motivation to write these entries, I am at my least witty and sophisticated? Duh. Anyway, have the...


Books I Read in February

10. Woyzeck by Georg Büchner
11. Flavia de Luce - Mord im Gurkenbeet (The Sweetness at the Bottom of the Pie) by Alan Bradley
12. Frühlings Erwachen by Frank Wedekind *
13. Knife by R. J. Anderson *
14. Rebel by R. J. Anderson *
15. Arrow by R. J. Anderson
16. The Hunger Games by Suzanne Collins
17. Catching Fire by Suzanne Collins
18. Mockingjay by Suzanne Collins
19. Love, Ellen - A Mother/Daughter Journey by Betty DeGeneres

Books I liked. )

Books I didn't like. )

The Hunger Games Trilogy is going to get an entry of its own, I think, because I have a lot of conflicted feelings about it, and I don't really know where to fit it in.
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I know most of my lj friends are actually marmfish and therefore know about the awesome that is [ profile] bookdeyada_club , but I guess that a bit of pimping for the others couldn't hurt!

[ profile] bookdeyada_club  is a fandom-centric book club where we discuss one book per month, choosing it from a list of books nominated by members. You don't have to participate every month, so just lurking when you lack the time is alright! But if you like books and discussions and book discussions full of random squee, analysis, character discussions, comparing books to fanfiction, or anything related to these things really, [ profile] bookdeyada_club  is the place to go! It's full of nice people who love books and fandom. We also have fancy banners! What's not to love?


Clicking on the banner will get you to the introduction post, but you could also have a peek at the discussions we've already had! We've already discussed quite a lot of great books in the past, like The Hunger Games and The Princess Bride.

This month's book has not been decided on yet (you can choose between After Tupac and D Foster by Jacqueline Wood, Ash by Malinda Lo and The Book Thief by Markus Zusak.) So, if you're interested, hop on over and put in your vote in the March Book Poll!
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First things first: I already wrote a post about the Spring Awakening show I saw on January 14 over on my German blog, and I usually leave it at one post about a show, except when the cast is very different. But last night's show was so incredibly amazing that I wanted to type up something a bit more thorough than last time. Since I was already acquainted with the plot, the characters and the actors, it was easier to take in more details which added to the overall experience. And then there's also the fact that there was one of the cast's cabarets after the show, so there's also something completely new to add to this.

The show. This is still quite coherent. )

The cabaret. This is not even remotely coherent. )

Anyway, this last part of the entry has kind of got out of hand and become rather incoherent, but the gist of all this is: they rocked the stage. I love them. I want to keep them and never give them back. Now, how do I arrange this? *stealthy ninja mode*
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People, the paper-writing has suddenly turned into something very real! I have turned in the form to register my paper with the school. The next four weeks will be spent putting together a list of the sources I want to use (when will I go to the uni library, dammit?) and outlining and structuring my paper. It's the first time in my life I'm writing something this big and it's kind of scary. But for now, I'm really happy because look, I have a title!

From Emancipation to Demancipation? - A Contrasting Analysis of the Portrayal of Women in Jane Eyre and Hush, Hush

I feel like I have some sort of feminist responsibility to write something really good and I so hope that I can do this subject justice. Someone actually asked me today why I was doing my  paper since I don't really need something to boost my marks (except that I want to be one of these people who are crazy good and I can't do that without a reaaaally really good mark for my paper). And I still don't get it why someone would do this cartload of work if they don't actually love what they're doing. I really really love what I've chosen to do, and I hope that even if it doesn't make a difference for my marks in the end, I'll be glad to have done it. (Otherwise, wouldn't it just be incredibly frustrating? Like having to reread Hush, Hush over and over? Oh wait-)
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Introducing the new monthly feature - aint that fancy? :D

Books I read in January

  1. Northanger Abbey by Jane Austen
  2. Jane Eyre by Charlotte Brontë
  3. Hush, Hush by Becca Fitzpatrick
  4. The Princess Bride by William Goldman
  5. Dr Jekyll and Mr Hyde by Robert Louis Stevenson
  6. Twenty Boy Summer by Sarah Ockler
  7. Die Wellenläufer by Kai Meyer
  8. Wuthering Heights by Emily Brontë
  9. Die Jungfrau von Orléans by Friedrich von Schiller
Books I liked. )

Books I didn't like. )
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Best opportunity for nicking stuff: when the calendars are sent back to the publishers. Because, as it is, you don't have to send back the whole calendar; it's usually enough if you tear off the first page and send that back, but the publishers all have different conditions for that anyway. Basically, I've been having a lot of fun today tearing calendars apart (even though I had to do all the Twilight calendars, but oh, the satisfaction), but then I stumbled across the one with quotes about women and couldn't help but flit through it. (Shouldn't have, I know that now.)

I wasn't able to find the exact quote on the internet, but I found a similar one.

"I don't call myself a feminist because feminism has a negative connotation. It makes you think of women who don't shave their legs."
(Sarah Michelle Gellar)
I mean WHAT THE FUCK. How can you even think you're a feminist when you are spouting sentences such as this one? Isn't feminism all about fighting these stupid stereotypes? And what kind of world are we living in anyway where people automatically associate feminists with women who don't shave their legs? (AND ANYWAY, that should be totally okay with anyone because women are allowed to come in all kinds, JUST LIKE MEN ARE, and when a woman doesn't feel like shaving her legs, well, WHY IS THAT A CRIME? I'm sick and tired of people saying how disgusting or ugly it is.) Well, Sarah Michelle Gellar, it's now partly your fault, since you insist so much upon the stereotype. I think it's UGLY that she thinks there is a need to clarify she is not one of these women. It makes her anything but a feminist.

Ugh. I'm still so outraged. I am not ashamed of saying out loud that I am a feminist, and if that makes people assume that my legs are not shaved, so be it. MAYBE THEY AREN'T, EVEN. But that's not the point. The point is that it should be okay, really.

/feminist rage
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... but I am always one for arriving late to the party! 

Soo, in 2011, I resolve to...

  1. be more eloquent.
  2. be more interesting.
  3. read more books.
  4. read more fanfiction.
  5. blog less. (I KNOW, what kind of resolution is that? But I couldn't take the posting pressure I put on myself anymore, you know, and I was dumping a lot of stupid babbling on your heads all the time anyway.)
  6. procrastinate less. (HOW DO #4, #5 AND #6 EVEN GO TOGETHER?)
  7. be a good feminist.
  8. earn some money. (How though. HOW. I'm actually thinking of selling a few of my books. :/)
  9. find a new favourite mug and not break it.
They all sound so feasible, don't you think? :D (Apart from #9. I broke one just today. Hmph.)

By the by, I have also made an introductory post! Lots of unnecessary information about me, for free! (Won't this scare potential new lj friends away? Why yes, it probably will. I am not very good at being more eloquent and interesting yet!)
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Okay, so this is about my crazy plans about going to London in June, which are mostly motivated by frustration. Bitter, bitter frustration. Over here, we usually go on a one-week trip with school when we're in 12th grade, and since I'm going with my English class, we're going to the UK. I was all for going to London, especially because of musicals! and also London! but my teacher didn't want to go there. Also, as it turns out, we are going in August because our holidays are so early this year and therefore we can't go in June as we normally would have done.

We are going to Manchester. In August. So I checked what's on in Manchester during that time, and it turns out that the theatres' summer break is on. Also, Glee live concerts are in June. This all made me very very cranky because I've always wanted my first time in the UK to be something very special, a wonderful experience (which, for me, involves musicals or something of the kind). And so I decided that this could not be my first time in the UK. So much for the introductory blabla.

Some of you may or may not know that my dad works and lives in Paris most of the time. From there, it's only a train ride of a little more than two hours to London so I could basically hop on the train there, go see a musical or something and come back, but if I'm there, I'd really rather make it two musicals (I'm thinking Shrek and Billy Elliot). I was thinking about going to a Glee live concert too but the tickets are really expensive and I don't want to go on my own and... this is where you come in.

Do any of you want to meet up/go with me/help me not get lost in London? Also, would any of you be willing and able to accomodate me sometime inbetween June 25 and June 30 for maybe two or three days? And if not, can you recommend any cheap hotels that are good nonetheless?

It's one of the craziest plans I've ever made but I really, really want it to work out. Soooo... what do you say?
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I proudly present: my 2010 in numbers and in a nutshell. I saw 19 musicals (I wanted to make it 20, but then Spring Awakening was cancelled) in 12 different cities and 2 countries. On the whole, I was in 3 countries. 32 episodes of Glee made me laugh and cry. I saw Harry Potter 7.1 twice in the cinema, and it was the first time that I actually managed to go and see the original version of a film. 3000 Days of Innocence has made me happy. (Okay, I cheated, the number is part of the title.) I've taken on  quite a challenge by deciding to translate it though, since it's over 130,000 words. I've already translated the Prologue and 7 chapters though. And I read a lot, of course - A LOT. I absolutely wanted to read more again, and I'm incredibly proud because I actually managed to read 75 books. 30 of those are classics, 8 of them German classics. I've also finally reread a ton of books I've been burning to reread (such as the Harry Potter series). On top of that, I've read the first six books of the Bible, but those are not listed here because I first want to read the Bible in its entirety. And I did manage to read The Complete Stories of Sherlock Holmes this year!

List of books under the cut. )

On the whole, it was a really great year with hundreds of beautiful moments. I'm really grateful that I have so many wonderful friends who shared it with me, and friendship is something that can't be expressed in numbers.

Thank you. <3 I wish you all a Happy New Year!

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Hello there! It's been more than a week... which is an almost unusually long absence for me, since I tend to badgering you every few days or so. :D Lately, though, I just can't be bothered to make a proper blog post... even though I have so much to blog about!

I've almost finished my epic Harry Potter reread for one. I reeeeally love the Half-Blood Prince which might just be my favourite of the HP books. I love how it's more grown-up than the ones preceding it, and the plot is rather dense, and yes, there is actual stuff happening, not just whining. Also: the whole Malfoy sub-plot. <3 The memories in the Pensieve. <3 Snape. <3 Everything. <3 Deathly Hallows, on the other hand, is quite disappointing. I thought that I'd maybe like it better now after loving the film so much but I just think it's downright stupid most of the time. The film really is much less stupid. Which makes it so good, I guess. But the book just pales a lot in comparison. Anyway, I've been sobbing my eyes out over Deathly Hallows today and yesterday because of all the unnecessary deaths. It started with Dobby's death which kept me crying for at least another twenty pages or so. And then Fred died. And I still think that this is one of the saddest, most cruel deaths in all the series. I mean WTF. Robbing one of the twins of his counterpart... I teared up so badly about this that I was still crying when Snape was killed. :(

Aaaanyway... I went to see musicals too, of course! In November (aaaages ago), I saw Come together on Abbey Road which is a Beatles musical with the music from their last CD. I didn't know the music before I went, but I quite liked it. That was one of the few things I did like though. CtoAR is a veeery weird musical, no plot, just one disconnected scene after another. It's just not something I can connect to. I like a plot to come with my musical.

I also went to see Hair for a second time and it seems that I just couldn't spot the plot there the first time round. :D No, honestly, I think it's quite confusing on stage (as opposed to the film) and it really does help to see it multiple times. It was much clearer to me this time, and it was even more awesome than the first time I went. Tickets for the third show are already booked. Hee.

So, last but not least... last year, I went to see A Christmas Carol with my English class, done by an English theater group. They give a guest performance here every year, and since last year was not so pleasant because of a few of my classmates doing everything to disrupt the show, and the audience being generally noisy and annoying, I grasped the chance to go a second time when I heard my brother was going with his class (same teacher, you know :D). Getting there was a bit of a pain in the arse since we couldn't go by car because of the weather and the trains were delayed, of course. But in the end, I'm really glad I went. The actors were even better than last year, but that might also be because I could really appreciate them without noisy classmates next to me. My favourite moment is by far the one when Charles Dickens, functioning as the narrator, asks the audience a favour, which is to turn to the person sitting next to them and wish them a merry Christmas. It's a lovely thing when a whole theater full of people wishes each other a merry Christmas. <3 Naturally, they received standing ovations.

I think that's all for now. I had to keep this rather short because I still have to revise for my biology test tomorrow... urgh. Wish me luck. :)
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And Harry's going to take it out on people he likes. Because he's Harry. Potter. Do you know why I love the Potter Puppet Pals so? Because I think Harry is just so authentic in his stupidity and emo-ness. Yes, I've been reading Order of the Phoenix. Can you tell? It truly is the worst of the Harry Potter books. No, really.

I really rather like the first three books because I think they're kind of charming and magical, and there is never too much emo in them because when the story gets dark or Harry too whiny, there's still the humour to keep you going. And anyway, in the beginning Harry doesn't get whiny so much. I mean, he's stupid of course, but that is one of his most prominent character traits, and if he weren't, he wouldn't have any adventures worth telling. So that's okay really. Then comes Goblet of Fire, and that is okay apart from Harry angsting about the Triwizard Tournament and being generally hated by a lot of people. At least Goblet of Fire contains a few of my favourite Snape moments, one of which always had me convinced that Snape is one of the good guys. You know the scene in fake!Moody's office near the end? He has this Foe Glass in there somewhere, right? And when Dumbledore, McGonagall and Snape arrive, Snape's to be seen in it too. I've always been wondering whether Rowling did that on purpose, but it's enough that it's there. <3 Also: my heart always constricts at the thought of Snape having to go out there and face Voldemort and not give anything away. Ah, my Snapey. :/

Aaanyway. Then comes OotP. And it starts with... Harry angsting! Luckily, he never stops, so that there is a constant flow of angst throughout the whole book. Whew, I don't know what I would have done had they cut the 200 pages of unnecessary whining. I could actually be found sobbing why JKR's editor had allowed this to happen during my reread. But it's okay, Fred and George are there to lighten the mood! But then they leave school and it just goes from bad to worse... really, I understand that teenagers have problems. But while these eternal torments Harry is subject to are really very fascinating, I don't have to read about them in detail every other page. Oh, and while we're at it... I know he is dreaming of a corridor with a dark door at the end. This doesn't get more exciting with every time you describe it, JKR. Okay? Good.

What really, really bugs me about OotP is not necessarily the whining though. The worst thing is definitely the stupidity. Remember Sirius giving Harry the two-way mirror? Wow, such an easy means of communication! But let's break into Umbridge's office so I can talk to Sirius about my teenage woes, because it's more fun when you could be expelled. I mean, WTF? Same thing later on when Harry thinks Sirius has been taken. Why doesn't he even think of trying the mirror instead of asking an unreliable house-elf that isn't under any obligation to him? WHY? This is so stupid I cannot even put it into words. The fate of the Wizarding World lies with a boy who is so stupid he couldn't tell a cucumber from a potato.

Okay, I think I've vented enough now. OotP even had one good aspect! It made me want to watch the film. Which I hate. With a passion. But I thought of a few moments they got just right, especially the one where Luna tells Harry about all of her possessions that have gone missing and that stuff turns up in unlikely places. I just love this scene, when they look up and see her shoes dangling from the ceiling. Evanna Lynch is awesome. I love her. Period. She actually saved a good bit of the film. :)
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I've been meaning to tell you all loads of random things! And then I was in no mood to post for days, and now I have forgotten most of what I wanted to tell you. Lucky for you. :D

The lack of posting mood is mainly due to my Pottering all the time. Last Friday, I went to see HP 7.1 a second time. In German. :( It was pretty horrible. Voldemort has a reaaaally ridiculous voice, the woman dubbing Emma Watson ruined Emma's great acting, and the translation wasn't very good either. On top of it, I hadn't realised what an annoying fangirl a friend of mine I was going with could be. She's one of those people who have to show off how well they know the books, constantly saying things like, "didn't they put scene xy in? I can't believe they left scene xy out!" And she just wouldn't stop, not even during the really intense scenes, and it kind of ruined the second see a little. But it was lovely nonetheless, and I sobbed my eyes out over Dobby again. <3
More Pottering, and baking, and... stuff, basically. )

And now I'm off to continue reading Goblet of Fire. Which wouldn't be so bad if it weren't for the fact that Harry is a Triwizard champion. Pity. :D
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... since it did actually snow here today! Well, okay, it was a kind of white and snowy drizzle rather than actual snow, but it was nice. Speaking of drizzle - I've been listening to Christmas music nonstop all day, putting my Christmas albums on shuffle. So every time I enter my room, there's a nice drizzle of Christmas music washing over me which is really, really lovely. <3

Anyway, because it's so cold, I decided I had to have another pair of boots. I have a fancy pair of half boots which are not warm at all and a fancy pair of boots which are moderately warm. So I went looking for comfy warm boots today, but they had to be fancy of course! And I actually found some! I have no idea how this happened. This is not supposed to happen apart from in an alternate universe where there are actually boots that fit me and are pretty! I'm insanely happy because of these boots. :)

Um, so. This was originally supposed to be a book post! But then I realized I didn't have much to say about the books I've read lately, so I started babbling on boots... Have some book babbling too!

For some strange reason, I always take longest to read books I think I'll have read in two or three days. Tinkers by Paul Harding was one of those books. It is a Pulitzer winning novel, and it's actually deserving of the prize. It's a very fine piece of literature and gorgeously written.  Tinkers is about George Crosby, and it starts at the point where he starts hallucinating a few days before his death. His life is told in retrospective, sometimes from his dad's, Howard's, point of view. I really enjoyed it, and my favourite parts were those about Howard, a man living with epilepsy in the 1920s. I also loved the parts about George's work of repairing old clocks. So beautifully told.

And then I read Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone because after Deathly Hallows Part I, I decided my reread could no longer wait. It's weird, reading these books again now after a hiatus of about three years. The last time I read the Philosopher's Stone, I was fourteen or something. I still love it, but I notice all the flaws and rant-worthy things a lot more now, unfortunately. I'm trying not to get all worked up about them though, and I'm going to start on Chamber of Secrets now. I'm getting all nostalgic about Harry Potter at the moment. :(

By the way, speaking of Harry Potter... I'm going to see Deathly Hallows Part I again tomorrow. I didn't want to see the German version originally, but I just have to see it again! NOW. I'm also going with some awesome friends and my brother is probably going to come along too, so it's bound to be fun. :)
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I would never have thought it. Back in 2007, when Deathly Hallows first came out, I was rather disappointed, and all the excitement I had felt for it kind of evaporated into thin air. Well, I thought, at least you still have the movies to look forward to. Then Yates took over and totally spoilt Order of the Phoenix for me. I didn't even bother going to the cinema for the Half-Blood Prince. I was actually pretty outraged that they had kept Yates, and when I recently saw HBP, all of my worries were confirmed. HBP was the book inbetween OotP and DH which I actually liked, and the film was just... bad.

Lately, I've been inching my way back into fandom though. I kind of stopped being in it when SRB stopped writing fanfiction. I've always loved translating fanfiction though, and in October, I decided to go hunt one down that was worth the trouble. I found one! I was given permission! And then I got all ecstatic about all things Harry Potter again. Looking back on the last two movies, I decided that Yates' style absolutely didn't work with Book 5 and 6, but that it might work for Book 7. Lots of people I know got very excited about the movie too; I loved the trailer - and then I decided to see if I could get tickets to see the original version. I have tried this endless times; I have tried it with every Harry Potter movie (apart from HBP, obviously) and it just never happened.

So when I sat in the movie theater yesterday, about to see Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Part I in English, I just couldn't believe it. It was really surreal. There were people from everywhere, but mostly US and Spanish (or South American?) people around, and there was a constant chatter in a lot of languages going on around me, which I simply love. <3 We had fortunately gotten seats in one of the back rows, and I think that was where most of the laughing, cringing, cheering and crying was going on. :D It was just awesome to be there with tons of actual fans.

Now, the movie... (I'm trying to keep this coherent. No promises though.) )

Okay, I think that was it with the babbling. I WANT THIS MOVIE ON DVD. Gosh, I just can't believe I don't hate Yates anymore. I obviously still do hate him for movie 5 and 6, but at the same time I love him for what he did with Deathly Hallows, so those feelings of mine are pretty conflicting at the moment! But anyway...

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Look what has finally arrived!

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Hush, Hush. A book which is on the New York Times Bestseller List. A book which is read by huge amounts of young girls. And a book which teaches us that we can't just say no to someone harassing us because it would be impolite.

Frankly, this book was even worse than I had thought. It had me cringing in agony, snorting at the ridiculous, and groaning in exasperation. I am actually impressed that it spawned such a wide range of reactions from me when the one that would be most justified is flinging it against a wall. Anyway, let's get the good points over with quickly. It was a quick read. There, that's that.

In fact, the writing wasn't so bad either. )
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I felt I had to spam you once more with random pics. And my order arrived yesterday - so here goes!

Yes, you caught me. )

That's it. At the moment, I'm reading Hush, Hush and it's so bad. I'd never have thought a book could be so wrong on so many levels. But it could come in useful for my term paper. Demancipation hooray!


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