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Bonjour, I'm Ann. I'm an 18-year-old who acts both 20 years too old and 10 years too young for my age, depending on the day. I currently live in the grand old state of Pennsylvania. Wow, right?! I'm personally not a huge fan; as soon as I graduate university, I'm headed West. I like to write, read, drink tea, and laugh. I love to be anywhere my friends are whether it's in the car going somewhere fantastic or sitting in class learning about Calculus. I myself am currently without a car, as my intelligence always seems to fail me upon stepping into the DMV; I blame the music they play. Speaking of intelligence, I've been told that I have quite a lot of it, although I am usually the one to undermine myself. Anyway, there's not much else to say that is all TOO important; just ask! <3
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Interests: Oh so much. Expertise: Being vague and confusing, all while magically using a lot of words. Occupation: Writer. Industry: Art.
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| After biting the bullet and delaying the finish of Three Cups Of Tea, which is terrific, to read Breaking Dawn, I'm tempted to jump out a window. Way to ruin everything that you built there, Meyer. I mean, I heard it was terrible, but... it's like, really terrible. Like, loose all my respect for what I saw (tried to see?) in her as a writer and want to return all the books and just reread all the books I love that I know won't fail me [Harry Potter (minus the epilogue which is an entirely different story), ftw!] and then jump out a window to hopefully not be made a part of some weird Mary Sue-toting vampire clan that is extremely fickle with their opinions of werewolves/shapeshifters/whatever. And I can honestly say I wish I wasn't as disappointed. I already sort of hate myself for liking the first three (or, honestly, mostly the second one,) and my initial dystopia at liking them is proven to have a point. Ugh, someone open the window-frame now... A nice rant for you that was brought on by some insomnia-caused teen angst/mania; hope you were entertained or something, haa. <3 | | |
| I'm being completely lame right now: on the verge of tears, listening to James Blunt and Ingrid Michaelson and Joshua Radin at 2:30 AM, all because I can't sleep and I want to reread Deathly Hallows but can't find my copy. I swear that I'm working on a real post; but these ridiculous, short ones are all I've got right now. I wrote something about Laura Ling and Euna Lee, which ended up turning into a 5 page long rant, so I decided not to post it. I'll try and write something new to post this week, as well as that last pointless "Character Analysis" I said I was working on. Any possible posting ideas to spur me on are much appreciated, by the way. :] In other news: I'm headed to university next Friday. Honestly, I'm a bit... uh, terrified, but I'm dealing with it. Mostly, I just don't want to go; I'd much rather go to like, culinary school or something terrifically random like that. I'd also rather just stay cooped up in my room, drinking tea and reading all the books I love. Neither of these is really an option right now though. I suppose it'll have to do to go to class and drink tea in the dining hall and hopefully love the books they assign and fall back into love with learning, like I did all through high school. Sigh; another day, another dollar... <3 | | |
| I have nothing insightful or important to say, other than to show you this:
 That little girl makes me smile so much I feel like my jaw might break off. She is so cute. Perhaps I'm biased because I've wanted to adopt a baby from Japan pretty much since I knew what adoption was and where Japan was, yet I really love her. I mean, how could you not? I've never been this cliche, but that kind of adorableness should be illegal. :] Credit for that picture goes to agentlover.com. She's a totally mad, lovely blogger; check her out. <3 | | |
| Explaining myself... Despite my total failure at posting anything insightful lately, I've got something in the works. For the record, yes; I am the type of person who plans blogs and then writes them before posting. And I'm currently in the writing stage, so one will be here soon-ish. :] Three guesses, two don't count on what the blog is about. [If you guessed about Laura Ling and Euna Lee, good job; you guessed right. I'm a journalism student, if you didn't know. What else would I talk about?]  That picture is in Kitgum, Uganda. I've probably already used it...
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| HP Character Guide #2 (aka more fangirlish ramblings) Lavender Brown
I honestly get it, I swear; she needs to be kind of annoying and unlikable, so that we don't want her to be with Ron. But she was so unbelievably annoying to me... and a little bit like, concerningly psychotic. It was as though by the second time she was on-screen I wanted her to never be on it again, while somehow I still felt bad for her in the end. So I get it. Kind of. Nevermind. Luna Lovegood
She wasn’t actually in this film much except when they randomly added her in place of Tonks, but I always like an excuse to talk about her. I think she’s fabulous. End of story. :] Draco Malfoy
For this entire film, I think he speaks like, 10 words. Seriously. I honestly felt like he was just the biggest emo kid in the world throughout this whole film; all weepy and hiding away crafting cupboards. :] That said, I think Tom Felton might be a much better actor than I've ever given him credit for. The character is really complex, and he plays it as such. Personally, I actually feel quite badly for Draco after this film. I mean, he cries... Ginny Weasley
 Uh, what is this girl's malfunction in this film? I found her probably 20% scarier than like, half the Death Eater. "Your shoe is untied?" What?! I get that she's all in love with Harry and they're soul-mates, but why did they make her so awkward? That said, Bonnie Wright played awkward teen like a pro, when she seems quite lovely in reality. The Weasley Twins
First of all, why were they not in this movie more? I mean, other than the obvious fact that they were made unimportant by this plotline. Secondly, how fantastic were those uncoordinated, crazy-coloured suits they wore? Hello, I almost died. Finally, if Santa could mail me Oliver Phelps (George) this year, that'd be fabulous. On a side note: yes, if you were wondering, I can tell him apart from James (Fred.) They have been my official obsession since the first movie when they showed up in those matching sweaters. -End of mini-rant which you probably could've ignored.- | | |
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