Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows (Book 7)

It’s going to be out on July 21, 2007. Amazon.com’s giving it for $18.89 instead of $34.99 for pre-orders, but that doesn’t matter. Amazon’s gonna be rich again. I can feel it in my bones. I’m quite excited of what will happen next. Theories are that the great wizard Dumbledy isn’t really dead and so and so.

Hmm… lots of stuff are gonna happen in Book 7, I suppose. Much as I’d hate to read more deaths, the title itself has the word in it so I guess everyone should just die (just kiddin).

Anyhoo, I’m crossing my fingers hoping Harry Potter won’t die because he looks cuter alive, and that Hermione won’t, too, because she’s brainy and also Ron because I’m wondering how he’d look like when he still won’t cut his hair and make it grow longer than his sister’s.

Seriously, I like the book and how Ms. J.K. Rowling’s wit surpasses my expectations.

Thoughts and More Thoughts

Oh well. My conscience did bother me. Now, I am compelled to write another journal for my weblog although, at most occasions, I post just about anything that’s in my silly head. Y’see, it has been a long while since my last post.

Anyway, I’ve been out accross the Internet hunting for domains and web hosting, posting in multiple forums, doing some little business and building silly websites with very high hopes and very low results.

I liked all these stuff and I’m so tired of asking myself why I still don’t feel satisfied even though I’m doing something I’ve always wanted/ dreamed of.

So now, screw those silly thoughts! I want to get on with this freaking life without having to reflect back on how I used to think why I wasn’t happy despite everything. I’m doing something cool and fulfilling and that’s it, that’s it, that’s it. Screw teenage curiosity/ confusion. I’m always such a victim of that. Darn, how I’d love to swear right now but I just won’t. Well, even if I did swear in our vernacular, no one would understand (except, probably, dimaks… are you reading this? Hahah. Ayaw saba ha, amigo bitaw ta. Hahah. ).

Right now, someone just told me that our neighbor died of a stroke as in minutes ago. At first, it was almost just normal to me. But now that it has sinked in, the feeling is just weird. Whenever someone I know dies, the image of them always stays in my head for days after their death. It keeps on coming back like a reminder. Bless his soul. He must be happy in heaven now…

Anyhoo, that is life… or death… We just never know, don’t we? *sigh*

Half Crazy, Half Bum

Look what I did while I was in an Internet café… And I’m only half proud of it because I know I could’ve done crazier than that. Hahah. Actually, this is part two of the Chocolates and Internet Cafés post I wrote at my BlogSpot blog (which I think I should import here but I won’t because I love it there. Hee hee). I also ate those melt-in-your-mouth-not-in-your-hand chocolates a while ago. I love sweets, but now I fear being diabetic. And Ma, you know I’m not that fat still despite your claims.

TIP: Thou shalt never call a girl ‘fat’ even if you don’t mean it, because according to my theory, it kills girls’ self-confidence more than when you say they’re not confident at all. I’m dead serious.

Everything Somehow Suddenly Pauses

Is it just me or does the world really turn in slow-mo rotation in between Christmas and New Year? I have noticed bloggers, including myself, who have seemed to ‘hibernate’ from blogging at those days. It’s not that it’s such a bad thing; people are people and people have to rest (like the support guys in WordPress who have apparently disabled the feedback form temporarily for the holidays).

Anyway, I did a lot of new things on New Year (or New Year’s Eve).

• I drank beer… with my mom. She told me to. Hahah. I reckon there’s nothing so amusing with beer to me ‘cept that it’s all bitter stuff. I didn’t even get drunk (or is it because I’m naive still… I don’t freaking know). Bah.
• My sister and I shouted ‘Happy New Year’ while everything was surrounded with noise (fireworks and stuff) but my brother shouted that he was going to die instead. Weird little boy, he never seems to get the right words out most of the time. We call him ‘Mr. Bean’ because he’s so clumsy, but he likes it because he actually admires Mr. Bean. I, on the other hand, admire Rowan Atkinson himself.
• I built more websites.
• We celebrated New Year at home, and I’m so glad because we usually don’t do that.

Hmm… one little point I always fail to include when I talk about family stuff, but which I always hope of including is mentioning my Dad. I wonder where he is right now. I wonder if he’s thinking about us… about me. I always remember him whenever I hear Barry Manilow’s songs. And I never could stop myself from a tear or two whenever I hear a song about father and daughter.

I guess he’s got another ‘little girl’ now.

But anyway, it’s so sad to celebrate something so special without those who are special to you. It makes the moment a bit less happy.

Oh well… I won’t let that bring bad luck to my year. It’s New Year. It’s a chance for everyone to start anew. New resolutions and new predictions. Perhaps, even new chances to change the bad habits. Let’s all be positive. Look on the bright side of life.

Depressed Test: My Results

When I stumbled by a Filipino blogger’s blog, I found this and curiously took my test.

Disorder	Your Score
Major Depression:	Moderate
Dysthymia:	Moderate
Bipolar Disorder:	Slight-Moderate
Cyclothymia:	Slight-Moderate
Seasonal Affective Disorder:	Slight-Moderate
Postpartum Depression:	N/A
Take the Depression Test

Just A Thought

Well, I am trying to think of a topic which might interest people, but I couldn’t come up with one. Anyway, there’s a lot going on in my mind at once. Yesterday and the days before that, I couldn’t write a single journal. I so busied myself with other stuff that I have almost forsaken my blog! But well, almost. Besides, I couldn’t think of what to write.

I thought it would be a nice idea to write a wishlist. But they’re history to me. Every Christmas, I don’t bother myself making some. No one will buy those things on the list for me, and, yeah, not even Santa Claus. First, I’m just a poor person and, although I do think of nice things on that nice, long list in my mind, it just won’t come true. Second, it bothers me that I should ever wish for something more than my family or I can afford. Everytime I read about or hear people taking notes of what they want for Christmas and eventually receiving those which they want, desire or crave for, I’m just happy for them, really. I’m happy because other people are. Aren’t you?

I read from a book entitled Angels and Demons by Dan Brown that Jesus wasn’t really born on December 25th. I think it was March or something. Point is, why would people choose December 25? I think I knew the answer back then, but I forgot. I wonder how many people know this. I wonder if those people who knew this still celebrate Christmas on the 25th of December. I do, for the reason that it doesn’t really matter which exact day we celebrate Jesus’ birth because we know we still want to celebrate the fact that He was born. Like, we still want to worship God even though we don’t physically see Him because we know He’s there. It goes something like that, at least for me.

To end with, though, I hope you spend the Holidays well! I guess it’s tradition that makes us do stuff like putting up Christmas trees, Christmas lights and Christmas Decors, or give gifts to someone, everyone or anyone. But more than that, I hope we do it sincerely, treasure the moments and, at some point, remember that it’s really all for Him who gave us the biggest Christmas gift ever- Life.

And a quote from my favorite poem.

“The woods are lovely, dark and deep
But I have promises to keep
And miles to go before I sleep
And miles to go before I sleep.”

- Stopping by the Woods on a Snowy Evening
Robert Frost

Paris Hilton is Not “Desirable”

From a 2006 list of AskMen.com’s Top 99 Desirable Women, it so happens that Paris Hilton is not included. Well, I have nothing against her, but it made me wonder why Paris is so “searchable” at Google and “not desirable” in AskMen.com’s list. And the list was supposed to include Lindsay Lohan, too (at Top 18). Oh well, so much for that. Anyway, it’s gonna be 2007 in a few days. Paris has plenty of time to be more desirable then. Heehee.

Movies and My New Header

I found a really nice header for my Tarski theme. I like it but that’s just cropped, you can see the whole picture here. I dunno why, but when I look at it, I feel warm although it’s all snow!

Today, I watched the movie Catwoman on vcd. Halle Berry was super amazing! She was sexy and, well, cattish! Last night, I watched a movie called Life Without Dick and didn’t finish it because I was sleepy. But the story was so funny… Anyway, I think this is such a lame post. Better do well next time! Have a nice day.