Timeout!

I was thinking of telling YY that I’m too tired to go for kickboxing class but thought better of it since I really needed the exercise. I could use the timeout from work as well. I’m so glad that I went though cos I get to talked to YY about the latest Harry Potter book!

None of my colleagues are HP fan and it is really getting miserable not to have someone to race together over the story. We must have talked for at least an hour, just recapping the details in all the seven books (yes, I’ve read every single book). We discussed how some part of the story made us cry while some part of it made us rolled on the floor with laughters. We marvel over the ingenious plot that JK Rowling had rolled out in the book, sharing the new found fondness for some characters and how much I dislike the last chapter of the book.

I know that we sounded like some kids go gaga over a toy. But hey! It is not every day that you get to read a book that has charmed so many.

Inspired by YY, I’m going to reread the whole Harry Potter series again. Now, if only I can remember whom I had lent my first three books to…

Harry Potter

“Neither can live while the other survive”

Ten years, seven books, one long series.

The end of Harry Potter has finally arrived. When I finished Book Six about 18 months ago, I was just dying for the last book to be published. However, as I held the “Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows” in my hands on the morning of 21st July, I’d a mixed emotion.

On one hand, I wished to quickly finished the book so that I can know the ending, while on the other hand, I longed for it to last longer as this will be the last time that I would be able to do so. I believed I was not the only one to feel so.

The queue at Popular wasn’t incredibly long but it was never ending. Everywhere that I looked, everyone seem to be carry a book in their hand. I hugged onto my own copy, afraid that it would slip away from my hand when I’m not looking.

I started reading the book, the moment I reached home. Instead of swallowing the words as I usually do, I devoured it slowly. I read and reread the sentences if I have doubts on what it means. It took me a day to finish the book (I'd to finish it by the weekend or when i go back to work on Monday, people will start telling me the story! I learned my mistake when i read my Sixth book 2 months later than everyone..)

Whenever a character dies in the book, I felt my heart wrenching. I know they are not real. But the sadness is still overwhelming. After all, they have been with us for ten years. The author, however, seems to be on a killing spree. One after one, the character will drop died for one noble rescue or other reason. The body count continues till the very last chapter of the body. There can be no victory if there aren’t any sacrifices isn’t it?

There are so many more things that I wanted to write about but can’t do so without telling the story of the book. Since I hate spoiler, I shall not post any. Talking about spoiler let me sidetrack a bit. I think the media here is damn irritating when they kept posting rumours of the story days before the book was out in the newspapers and even on the news. I know there are rumours of the story going around but have they ever thought that maybe the potter’s fans aren’t check it online because we wanna read it ourselves?

I shall continue when the content of the book is no longer fiercely guarded.

Who is the thief?

For some odd reason, my time is always stolen from me.

Nowadays, I just couldn’t find time to sit at my desk and do simple marking. It is always the rush and goes for me during the normal hours. I felt like I barely have time to eat a proper meal (which is true at times).

So where have the time go? Maybe it has been stolen by the CCA thief or the administration thief. Whoever it is, my time is just gone. Sob~

Can some fairy godmother grant me some time to go the gym?

I'm alive and back for good!

GH had been asking me to update my blog and I haven’t been doing so. It is not that I’m lacking of topics to write. I could easily thought of a few topics now. It is more of an ‘I don’t feel like writing’ kinda thing. I remembered I once told R that this is my ranting space. I mean I can’t possibly do that in my workspace, right? But people always have things to say about you.

Maybe I’m tired of being judged by what I wrote on my blog or silly people posting malicious comments but I guess it is more disgusting to think that these people might be my friends. Let’s be honest. This is a private blog and only a selected few know about. Although, some of them do link me up, the probability of a friend reading and commenting is definitely higher than a perfect stranger. So imagine these people pretending and acting as if they understood in your face and then turned around and post malicious comment behind their digital ID. I hate to think of my friends in such a way. Sadly, once such a thought is plant in my head, it just can’t disappear.

I figured that if that is the case, I might as well come back and fill up this web space with my nonsensical statements and poor English. So, watch out for me!