Blogger has been lagging a lot lately. Sometimes it freezes my browser. And I've been having computer and Internet issues lately, so I do
not need a frozen browser. Maybe I should move. I hear
diary-x is good. Yesterday's entry is
here, because my Internet connection was so flaky, I didn't feel like fighting with Blogger.
Mark: I read YA fiction. Chick-lit is aimed at adults. Female adults, but still. And I avoid reading fight scenes. I tried that once; I think it was a Buffy novel. It was terrible. And I like reading about relationships. They make mine seem slightly less dysfunctional.
The author of that Harry Potter sex article
wrote a response to the mass of hate mail she received. She should have known. We Harry Potter fans are a rabid bunch.
THREE DAYS!!!!!!!! Eek. I can barely contain my excitement. Seriously, when I'm not moping about wasting time in school, I'm thinking about how, if I keep my pattern, I will able to read OotP without having seen a single spoiler. Yay for self-control. I think I'll just reread the end of GoF and leave it at that. I am going to be ridiculously late Friday night/ Saturday morning. My staying-up record is 5:30am so far. We'll see if I surpass that. Obsessions aren't always such terrible things.
Lots of HP news lately, including a
front-page article in the Washington Post about fan fiction and copyright laws, featuring Arabella and Zsenya of the
Sugar Quill. Turns out Zseyna's a librarian at College Park. Who knew? People are stealing copies of OotP left and right, and "accidentally" putting them out for sale early, so spoilers are everywhere. My philosophy is that too many spoilers will ruin the whole book. It's not like re-reading a book; then, you know what's going to happen, but you
choose to relive it all. Spoilers are evil.
School was very close to pointless today. Again. I think I did okay on my History final. And I finished labeling the parts drawers for Mr. Avondet, so I'm done there, too. I don't really have to go to school tomorrow. But I will anyway. I will sorely miss seeing Greg every day at school. I had every intention of skipping gym class today, but at the last second, I freaked and went anyway. The whole conscience/angel on one shoulder/inner voice thing is driving me insane.
Why am I such a goody two-shoes? I refuse to let myself rant about that again, but... argh.
I finished another book today. It felt so good to have read something so quickly. It was
Among the Impostors, by Margaret Peterson Haddix, sequel to
Among the Hidden. Pretty good book. There were a lot of plot twists, though. No one ever tells the whole truth right away. Every time something is explained, we find out later that the explanation was a lie, too. Almost confusing. And the chapters are far too short; I dislike having to turn pages that often. The situation was less believable than the first book. I realize that's a bit ironic, seeing as it's set in the future anyway, but you know what I mean.
We had another grade-level assembly this afternoon. Our last as juniors. We found out the stuff for senior portraits (in early July) and senior dues ($170). And they gave the same speeches (with horrid grammar lapses) about satisfying obligations, community service hours, and not assuming we'll be graduating next year just because we come back to school. I tune most of those out.
Three days! ::skips away, giddy::
