Thursday, January 19, 2006

i've fallen down again.

i feel ill and unclean.

i hate myself.

don't ask me why.

bff, don't say a word.

Friday, January 13, 2006

heys-

am currently in school, in ICT class. i've had to redo my post THREE times so far, and frankly, i'm getting quite sick of it. but oh well, that's what you gotta do if you wanna blog during ICT class.

i never thought this'd happen to me, but i'm actually struggling in ICT class. omgsh omgsh omgsh. secondary ICT is way different from primary ICT. now, we're actually learning about the parts of the computer, not just the applications.

but anyway. i'm not here to ramble about ICT class. only i seem to be doing just that. ah well.

foo is... doing something weird on paint. oh well. and i think he should seriously consider switching places with someone in front, 'cause he keeps going to the teacher's table. and i wanna switch with him. it's no fun sitting right in front although you get to see the stuff on the whiteboard clearly and all that, but the teachers keep picking on you. well, they don't THINK they're picking on you, but they keep grabbing your books, or stationary or water bottles to show examples. oh, the malufication...

anyways. am loving the new mychemicalromance album, three cheers for sweet revenge. i've got the tune to thank you for the venom, ghost of you, and i'm not okay [ i promise] stuck in my head. oh, and pharrel's can i have it like that as well, but since we're talking about mcr here, that's pretty irrelevant.

i hate being english subject leader. i have to collect books and everything and some people take so long just to hand in one. stupid. book. and what makes it worse is that i spared the lives of the people who voted for me. oookay, now i just sound crazy.

i'm feeling so very emo today, so i'm gonna post up mcr's i'm not okay [ i promise ] up here. here it is. oh, and i censored a word. just so you know.

 

Well if you wanted honesty, that's all you had to say.
I never want to let you down or have you go, it's better off this way.
For all the dirty looks, the photographs your boyfriend took,
Remember when you broke your foot from jumping out the second floor?

I'm not okay
I'm not okay
I'm not okay
You wear me out

What will it take to show you that it's not the life it seems?
(I'm not okay)
I told you time and time again you sing the words but don't know what it means
(I'm not okay)
To be a joke and look, another line without a hook
I held you close as we both shook for the last time take a good hard look!

I'm not okay
I'm not okay
I'm not okay
You wear me out

Forget about the dirty looks
The photographs your boyfriend took
You said you read me like a book, but the pages all are torn and frayed

I'm okay
I'm okay!
I'm okay, now
(I'm okay, now)

But you really need to listen to me
Because I'm telling you the truth
I mean this, I'm okay!

Trust me.

I'm not okay
I'm not okay
Well, I'm not okay
I'm not o-.......-kay
I'm not okay
I'm not okay
(Okay)

 aiya crap i gotta go now. will finish font-weighting [yeah, stupid name.] the lyrics later, if possible.

[a day later]

am baaack. nothing new has gone on. this game [the chronicles of narnia] rules. i <3 mugglenet.com. and i'm gonna add emmawatson.us to my links page later.

i need a starbucks. i'm thirsty. blargh. lots of homework to do. and i think i'll change my blogger skin. black, white, and gray eventually get kinda boring, even though there's a fantastic picture of tom felton/draco malfoy at the side. ho hum.

WILL TRY TO BLOG LATER


heys-


am currently in school, in ICT class. i've had to redo my post THREE times so far, and frankly, i'm getting quite sick of it. but oh well, that's what you gotta do if you wanna blog during ICT class.


i never thought this'd happen to me, but i'm actually struggling in ICT class. omgsh omgsh omgsh. secondary ICT is way different from primary ICT. now, we're actually learning about the parts of the computer, not just the applications.


but anyway. i'm not here to ramble about ICT class. only i seem to be doing just that. ah well.


foo is... doing something weird on paint. oh well. and i think he should seriously consider switching places with someone in front, 'cause he keeps going to the teacher's table. and i wanna switch with him. it's no fun sitting right in front although you get to see the stuff on the whiteboard clearly and all that, but the teachers keep picking on you. well, they don't THINK they're picking on you, but they keep grabbing your books, or stationary or water bottles to show examples. oh, the malufication...


anyways. am loving the new mychemicalromance album, three cheers for sweet revenge. i've got the tune to thank you for the venom, ghost of you, and i'm not okay [ i promise] stuck in my head. oh, and pharrel's can i have it like that as well, but since we're talking about mcr here, that's pretty irrelevant.


i hate being english subject leader. i have to collect books and everything and some people take so long just to hand in one. stupid. book. and what makes it worse is that i spared the lives of the people who voted for me. oookay, now i just sound crazy.


i'm feeling so very emo today, so i'm gonna post up mcr's i'm not okay [ i promise ] up here. here it is. oh, and i censored a word. just so you know.





Well if you wanted honesty, that's all you had to say.
I never want to let you down or have you go, it's better off this way.
For all the dirty looks, the photographs your boyfriend took,
Remember when you broke your foot from jumping out the second floor?

I'm not okay
I'm not okay
I'm not okay
You wear me out

What will it take to show you that it's not the life it seems?
(I'm not okay)
I told you time and time again you sing the words but don't know what it means
(I'm not okay)
To be a joke and look, another line without a hook
I held you close as we both shook for the last time take a good hard look!

I'm not okay
I'm not okay
I'm not okay
You wear me out

Forget about the dirty looks
The photographs your boyfriend took
You said you read me like a book, but the pages all are torn and frayed

I'm okay
I'm okay!
I'm okay, now
(I'm okay, now)

But you really need to listen to me
Because I'm telling you the truth
I mean this, I'm okay!

Trust me.

I'm not okay
I'm not okay
Well, I'm not okay
I'm not o-.......-kay
I'm not okay
I'm not okay
(Okay)


aiya crap i gotta go now. will finish font-weighting [yeah, stupid name.] the lyrics later, if possible.



[a day later]

am baaack. nothing new has gone on. this game [the chronicles of narnia] rules. i <3 mugglenet.com. and i'm gonna add emmawatson.us to my links page later.

i need a starbucks. i'm thirsty. blargh. lots of homework to do. and i think i'll change my blogger skin. black, white, and gray eventually get kinda boring, even though there's a fantastic picture of tom felton/draco malfoy at the side. ho hum.

WILL TRY TO BLOG LATER

Monday, January 09, 2006

drowning. in. you.

i'm

falling
falling
falling
falling
falling

forever.

i've got to BREAK THROUGH.







i'm going under.

haha. sorry, i'm addicted to that song [it's called going under, in case you didn't know].

the randommonster strikes again. bah.

tomorrow's a holiday, thank god. to all my malay friends, selamat hari raya haji to you.

i miss my beef rendang.

*blinks* oookay, the randommonster's DEFINITELY back.

voldie is mah homeboy. hollaaaa.

i must be really bored to start calling lord voldemort, a fictional character at that, my "homeboy".

my birthday's in about twenty eight days. and counting.

i demand presents. no, i'm kidding. at least just your worship for the day. no, i'm kidding about that too.

why am i writing like this?

oh well, that's what the randommonster does to you.

still in the middle of chapter nine of romeo&&juliet.

yes people, i'm still working on that little piece of crap. although it's pretty pointless.

i think i might go to bed now.



g'nite, all.
- sarah.etherealbliss

Friday, January 06, 2006

greetiiiings.

yes, i know i haven't been blogging for a while. blame it on the hectic school timetable. bah. so, unlike during the holidays, i don't have much leisure time now.

mum has bought me a whole LOAD of terry pratchett books. have read 'thief of time', 'maskerade', 'the hogfather',- [realizes that she is going to be rambling on about this the whole night] well. i've read a few. and i can't wait to get my hands on the rest. yayness.

have updated my xanga layout. this one seems a lot more bold. and i've stuffed in some green day songs. and- dare i say it? the old green day albums are WAY better than american idiot. but that's just me. ah well.

let's see.

you all know i'm in form one now. so... new classmates and all. everyone in my class are returning students so we pretty much know each other already.

teachers are mostly okay, i guess. sejarah teacher is funny. he has this thing with the missionimpossible theme song. and he has this loud booming voice and vanessa and i sit RIGHT at the front of the class so every now and then our ears get blasted. but it's okay i guess =]

let's see if i can list down all my classmate's names here. michelle. mabel. mikhaily. me. vanessa. rachel. ven hui. melisa. jia ying. jiah sze. marisa. chong wei. chen yee. syafiq. mervin. nasri. jones. calvin. carlson. ryan. sara. linda. nicole. hui xim. sheng tat. kashif. foo. students of form one newton.

i think that's everyone there. if i've missed anyone out, sorry. i have short time memory [cringes].

well. i suppose that's about it for tonight. gonna keep looking for green day music codes and harry potter icons.


catch ya later,
sarah.etherealbliss

Tuesday, December 27, 2005

tom felton has a website.


an official one.

mm.

tom felton.

i love.

his posts are so incredibly cute.

go see go see go see!

PS he called emma gorgeous in one post. hey, they might have something going on. YAY DRACO AND HERMIONE PAIRINGS RULE! or they could just be really good friends. that's possible.

PPS it seems that he eats burgers and chips. a lot.

[edit] god. can't believe i forgot to post the URL. go here --> www.tomfelton.com

[edit2] it looks like tom [sighs] has only one adjective for emma: gorgeous. oh why why why why why why [slams head on wall] why why why....

Sunday, December 25, 2005

omfg harry potter song parodies!

i.
love.
mugglenet [dot] com.

i still haven't opened my presents.

okay. this one's funny.


Connected - to the tune of Addicted by Simple Plan
I know you're coming again
And I just want you to know
I'm connec-
I'm connected to you
You have tried to count me out
And even tried to kill me
Do you think it'll work?

I was just a little baby, but you cursed me anyway

I'm trying to forget that I'm connected to you
And I hate it, cause I feel you
I'm connected to you
It's not over
Can't forget what you did
And I'll never be an ordinary kid
Scar-maker! scar-maker! scar-maker..

Since the night you broke in
And turned me into an orphan
Still connec-
Still connected to you
I think you know that I see
What makes you mad or angry
Can't you feel me in your head?

I was just a little baby,
They did all that they could
Just to save me
But 'cha cursed me anyway

I'm trying to forget that
I'm connected to you
And I hate it, 'cause I feel you
I'm connected it you
It's not over
Can't forget what you did
And I'll never, be an ordinary kid
Scar-maker! scar-maker!

When will you go away?
Can't I live a normal life?
I don't know why I'm so patient..
Why can't you just die?

I'm trying to forget that
I'm connected to you
And I hate it, 'cause I feel you
I'm connected to you
It's not over,
Can't forget what you did
And I'll never, be an ordinary kid
Scar-maker! scar-maker

Scar-maker!
I'm connected to you
Scar-maker!
I'm connected to you
Scar-maker!
I'm connected to you
Scar-maker

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All Scar- to the tune of Allstar by Smashmouth

Somebody once told me: "Great things you're gonna show me,
Your wand's just like the one Voldie had"
She was looking kinda dumb standing up, lifting her hand,
In that class after those questions Snape asked.

Well, the years start coming and they don't stop coming
Voldie's trying to kill me but I just keep on running
Didn't make sense not to live for fun
I keep saving the world, I'm quidditch number one
So much to do, so much to see
So why not go through to Hogsmeade?
You'll never know if you don't go
No butterbeer if you don't go

Hey now, you're an All Star, got your quidditch game, go play
Hey now, you've got a scar, fight Voldemort away
And all that glitters is gold
Only golden snitches break the mold

It's a cool place and they say it gets cooler
You beat Malfoy now, wait until you get older
But everyday Ginny loves you deeper
Judging by the way you saved her from Tom Riddle

The ice in the lake is getting pretty thin
The water's not warm but still Krum's gonna swim
My world's on fire, it was a skrewt's work,
Walk them all day long and you'll never get bored

Hey now, you're an All Star, got your quidditch game, go play
Hey now, you've got a scar, fight Voldemort away
And all that glitters is gold
Only golden snitches...

Somebody once asked:
"Can I take you to the dance?"
I need to get myself away from this place!
I can't dance! I'm stuck in a mess
I wanted to take Cho myself
But Cedric Diggory got her instead...

Well, the years start coming and they don't stop coming
Voldie's trying to kill me but I just keep on running
Didn't make sense not to live for fun
I keep saving the world, I'm quidditch number one
So much to do, so much to see
So why not go through to Hogsmeade?
You'll never know if you don't go
Ron: Go!
No butterbeer if you don't go

Hey now, you're an All Star, got your quidditch game, go play
Hey now, you've got a scar, fight Voldemort away
And all that glitters is gold
Only golden snitches break the mold
And all that glitters is gold
Only golden snitches break the mold

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Voldemort's Lament - to the tune of American Pie by Don McLean

(slowly, with great melancholy)

A long, long time ago,
I found James and Lily Potter
And their new born babe.
And after I’d had time to boast,
The elder Potters both were toast
And then I thought I’d take some time to gloat.
But then I turned my wand on Harry
And probably looked really scary
Said my incantation, and met with devastation.
Then Hagrid took the boy away
To his Aunt and Uncle's house to stay
And me, well I just slinked away,
The day that Harry lived.

So why, why won’t this Potter shmuck die?
How’s a four-eyed little nitwit
Make this Evil Lord cry?
I swear sometimes I wonder why I still try,
But someday that little freak’s gonna fry!
Someday that little freak’s gonna fry!

(faster tempo)

So first off I found this guy,
In Transylvania, on the sly,
Bent him to my evil will.
Then we went back to Hogwarts school,
Where my man Quirrel played the fool,
And Dumbledore, he didn’t have a clue!
Oh, but when the Sorc’rer’s Stone was found,
That Harry brat came pokin’ round
He kicked old Quirrel’s ass,
How long will that Lily’s spell last?!
I was a formless blob of floating muck,
Not much more than fumes from a pickup truck,
And I knew I was out of luck,
The day that Harry lived.
I started singin’

Why, why won’t this Potter shmuck die?
How’s a four-eyed little nitwit
Make this Evil Lord cry?
I swear sometimes I wonder why I still try,
But someday that little freak’s gonna fry!
Someday that little freak’s gonna fry!

So a year passed and the Malfoy clan
They came up with a nifty plan
For a diary; a younger, hotter me.
Old Lucius planted it with Ginny’s books
As he and Art exchanged dirty looks
Then the Chamber opened and the Basilisk was free
Oh, and chaos gripped that little school,
But once again the Fates were cruel
Old Harry wasn’t beat
Even poisoned he kept his feet
For in Dumbledore the twit did trust,
And killed my book with a single thrust
While I was moaning in disgust
The day that Harry lived.
I started singin’

Why, why won’t this Potter shmuck die?
How’s a four-eyed little nitwit
Make this Evil Lord cry?
I swear sometimes I wonder why I still try,
But someday that little freak’s gonna fry!
Someday that little freak’s gonna fry!

Whirling, twirling, through the story’s curvings,
Avoiding still all his just deservings,
Harry wouldn’t kick the can!
But with Sirius out of Azkaban
Dementors swarmed the school to find their man
And our hero found a weakness at last
Now, the end was not a total loss,
‘Cause old Pettigrew, he found his boss.
Came running back to me,
Oh, and fell on bended knee!
So the prophecy was coming true at last
And soon the flags would hang at half-mast
And someday I’d look back and laugh:
The day that Harry lived
Yet still I’m singin’

Why, why won’t this Potter shmuck die?
How’s a four-eyed little nitwit
Make this Evil Lord cry?
I swear sometimes I wonder why I still try,
But someday that little freak’s gonna fry!
Someday that little freak’s gonna fry!

Well it’s been a depressing climb,
With three years lost to a waste of time
And no time left to start again.
So come on Harry Potter play the game
We’ll get the Goblet to spit out your name
And if the challenges don’t kill you, I sure will
Well, long tale short, he took the bait,
And came at last to face his Fate
And in that scary hell, I fin’lly broke his spell!
And yet again I was compelled to lose this fight,
And Potter escaped into the night
And I could only rave and curse in spite
The day that Harry lived
I started singin’

Why, why won’t this Potter shmuck die?
How’s a four-eyed little nitwit
Make this Evil Lord cry?
I swear sometimes I wonder why I still try,
But someday that little freak’s gonna fry!
Someday that little freak’s gonna fry!

(slowly again, as in first verse)

Why won’t this cycle ever end?
Will my shattered ego never mend?
Or is this just the way it goes?
I guess one day the end I’ll see,
When it comes down just to him and me
But until then what’s the story gonna be?
For in the streets they laud his name,
They sing his praises and shout my shame
And amid all that is spoken,
My confidence is broken!
And the destiny that I’ll always dread,
I’ll never see that brat Harry dead
Is always there inside my head?
Each time that Harry lives.
And I’ll be singin’

Why, why won’t this Potter shmuck die?
How’s a four-eyed little nitwit
Make this Evil Lord cry?
I swear sometimes I wonder why I still try,
But someday that little freak’s gonna fry!
Someday that little freak’s gonna fry!

I’ll be singin’
Why, why won’t this Potter shmuck die?
How’s a four-eyed little nitwit
Make this Evil Lord cry?
I swear sometimes I wonder why I still try,
But someday that little freak’s gonna fry!

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Boy All the Witches Want - to the tune of Girl all the Bad Guys Want by Bowling For Soup

After class, in the corridor and I'm waiting
To finally talk to a boy a little braver than me
His name is Harry and he's called the Boy Who Lived
'Cause he survived the curse the Dark Lord tried to put on him
And when he flies
The crowd cheers and applauds for him
He doesn't notice me

Cause he's playing Quidditch
Trying to catch the Snitch
Escaping the Dark Lord
Getting into mischief
It's like a muggle movie
I just cannot let him be
He has got to be with me
I am bent on one knee
Why can't he see
That he's the boy all the witches want?
He's the boy all the witches want

He likes Cho Chang and I just do not like this
Will it change his mind if I gave him just one little kiss?
He said he'd like to ask her out the Yule Ball
He'll never know that I'm the best that he'll ever have

And when he flies
The crowd cheers and applauds for him
He'll never notice me

'Cause he's playing Quidditch
Trying to catch the Snitch
Escaping the Dark Lord
Getting into mischief
He likes 'em with a touch
Good-looks don't matter much
Flying on a broomstick
Does a wand make a witch?
It's like a muggle movie
I just cannot let him be
He has got to be with me
I am bent on one knee
Why can't he see
That he's the boy all the witches want?
He's the boy all the witches want
He's the boy all the witches want
He's the boy all the witches want

There he goes again
With his glasses on
And his untidy hair
He broke my heart
Just like his aunt inflated
And more than Voldemort ever hated

Now I'm playing Quidditch,
Trying to catch the Snitch,
Escaping the Dark Lord
Getting into mischief
I don't think I've got that touch
Now, pretty faces matter much
And I don't got no broomstick ­ broomstick ­ broomstick ­
It's like a muggle movie
I just cannot let him be
He has got to be with me
I am bent on one knee
Why can't he see
That he's the boy all the witches want?
He's the boy all the witches want
He's the boy all the witches want
He's the boy all the witches want
He's the boy all the witches want
He's the boy all the witches want
He's the boy all the witches want
He's the boy all the witches want
He's the boy all the witches want

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Avada Kedavra - to the tune of Hakuna Matata

Avada Kedavra
What a horrible phrase
Avada Kedavra
You'll see a big green blaze
Before you realize
That's the end of your days
It's Voldy's moral-free
Malignity
Avada Kedavra

Ron: Yeah, take Harry for example. (sings)Before he was at Hogwarts

Harry: (opera style) Before I was at Hogwarts!

Ron: (digging in ear with pained expression on face)Lovely, Harry

Harry: (spoken) Thank you.

Ron: His parents were nice, young Lily and James
A great witch and wizard with a well-known name

Harry: Then Voldemort came- Through our door he burst
And he killed them, with that one atrocious curse
And oh!- the pain!

(Ron: Yes, he was in pain)

Harry: Thought of changing my name!

(Ron: Oh, what's in a name?)

Harry: 'Till I went to Hogwarts

(Ron: Where did you go?)

Harry: It's located in-

Ron: (covering Harry's mouth) Harry! Not in front of the muggles!

Avada Kedavra
What a horrible phrase
Avada Kedavra
You'll see a big green blaze
Before you realize
That's the end of your days
It's Voldy's moral-free
Malignity
Avada Kedavra

--------------------------------------------

He Will be Mad - to the tune of She Will be Loved by Maroon5. PS this one is dumb.

Survived a curse at only one year old
Had some trouble with Voldemort
The Durslyes never tried to help him
He always had to help himself

I flew for miles and miles
And wound up at your dorm
I've read about you so many times but somehow
I want more

I don't mind spending everyday
In the common room in the middle of the night
Look for the boy with the scar on his head
Ask him if he's the boy-who-lived
And he will be mad
And he will be mad

Send an owl or come by floo
I want to help you defeat Voldemort
I know I tend to get so clumsy
But I want to come anyway

It's not always Patronuses and Phoenixes
It's you that moves us along
My head is spinning my heart is racing
But Hermione moves us along

I don't mind spending everyday
In the common room in the middle of the night
Look for the boy with the scar on his head
Ask him if he's the boy-who-lived
And he will be mad
And he will be mad
And he will be mad
And he will be mad

I know where you hide
Alone in your dorm
Know all of the things that you've done to Voldemort
I know that Ron's your best friend at Hogwarts
Comes back and begs you to catch him every time he falls

Send an owl or come by floo
I want to help you meet Voldemort

I don't mind spending everyday
In the common room in the middle of the night
Look for the boy with the scar on his head
Ask him if he's the boy-who-lived
And he will be mad
And he will be mad
And he will be mad
And he will be mad
In the common room in the middle of the night
Please don't try so hard to beat Voldemort

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He Will be Killed - to the tune of She Will be Loved by Maroon5

Evil Lord seeking immortality
I had some problems with the Potters
I was always trying to kill them because
They were in the Order of the Phoenix

I Apparated for miles and miles
And Alohomora’d your door
I've killed your mum and your dad but somehow
I want more
I don't mind spending everyday
Scheming plans with my Death Eaters
Trying to kill that Potter kid
Ask him if he wants to Crucio awhile
And he will be killed
And he will be killed
Tap on your window, knock down your door
I want to fulfill the prophecy
I know I tend to get so downright insane
It doesn't matter anymore
It's not always phoenix music
It's power that moves me along
My heart is gone and my soul is heavily debated
Read an editorial anytime you want

I don't mind spending everyday
Scheming plans with my Death Eaters
Trying to kill that Potter kid
Ask him if he wants to Crucio awhile
And he will be killed
And he will be killed
And he will be killed
And he will be killed

I know you’re a hero
I know that you’re brave
Know all of the things that always get you saved
I know that “evil” means nothing at all
It’s all about Slytherin ambition

Tap on your window, knock down your door
I want to fulfill the prophecy

I don't mind spending every day
Scheming plans with my Death Eaters
Trying to kill that Potter kid
Ask him if he wants to Crucio awhile
And he will be killed
The prophecy fulfilled
And he will be killed
The prophecy fulfilled

Please don't try so hard to save your friends
Please don't try so hard to save your friends

I don't mind spending everyday
Planning treachery with Bellatrix

I’ve tried so hard to be all-powerful

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Been Degraded [Dobby's Song] - to the tune of Vindicated by Dashboard Confessionals

Hope
Dangles on a string
My lovely liberation
Will I be
Freed today
Will I live or will I die?
He beats till I
Bleed profusely and I
Can't remember my own
Name or residence I've

Been degraded
I am worthless
I am worn
But I'll fight I swear ill fight
Swear ill wake up every morn
And I wont give up
In anything I do
I'll kick my master in the butt
I'll get Hermione to form S.P.E.W.

So sad
How no one wants me free
They all point and laugh at Harry
When he tries
To set me free
With the sock pulled from his foot
It's sweaty and it's
Bloody and it smells bad
But I don't care cause I've
Now been freed after I've

Been degraded
I am worthless
I am worn
But I'll fight I swear ill fight
Swear ill wake up every morn
And I wont give up
In anything I do
I'll kick my master in the butt
I'll get Hermione to form S.P.E.W.

So nice
How Albus hired me to work
at Hogwarts school of magic
I'll know that moment for forever
Winky is drunk on butterbeer
But I'll still care for her, dear
Clean Gryffindor common room
And make more than Snape

So let me work away
Let me work away
Let me work away
Let me work ¦ And make more then Snape
So let me work away
Let me work away
Let me work away
Let me work ¦ And make more then Snape

Been degraded
I am worthless
I am worn
But I'll fight I swear ill fight
Swear ill wake up every morn
And I wont give up
In anything I do
I'll kick my master in the butt
I'll get Hermione to form S.P.E.W.

My hope
Dangles on a string
My lovely liberation

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Meh. I think that's enough... For now. Will post up Christmas present pictures [and post about it] as soon as possible.

merry christmas!
- sarah.etherealbliss


MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYBODY!

Yay, it's christmas! Let's see. I know mum only got me a little something because she's gonna wait till after christmas to get the nicer stuff. sales, y'know. and besides, she's already getting me my guitar and amplifier, so really, i don't need a present.

TODAY I MADE COMPLETED A VERY MUSHY CHAPTER EIGHT!!!

haha. here it is. oh, and i put these signs "&" to signify the end of a chapter because the normal *** or --- doesn't show up on fanfiction [dot] net. man, how gay is that? oh, and mugglenet [dot] com is my new favourite website. okay.

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Romeo && Juliet: A Harry Potter Love Story Chapter VIII

Hermione had something to look forward to this morning. Ron and Ginny were finally coming home after six months in Romania. At least now she had Ginny whom she could talk to openly about anything. At least Ginny would understand how she felt and wouldn’t jump on her because Ginny had told the older girl that she had a crush on Blaise, so basically, they were facing the same problem. “Oh yeah, Hermione, Malfoy said that McGonagall wanted to see you in the Drama Room,” said Harry to Hermione just as she was about to leave the breakfast table. She froze. She felt oddly nervous, for some reason. “Um… h-he did?” she stammered. “Er… Did he say why?” Harry shrugged as he turned back to his cereal. “I dunno…Hermione? Is everything okay?” “Yeah. Yeah, Harry, everything’s fine.” Hermione sighed as she made her way to the Drama Room.

‘McGonagall did NOT pick Malfoy to play the lead role. McGonagall did NOT pick Malfoy to play the lead role. McGonagall did NOT pick Mal—' In case you haven’t noticed, Granger, I’m holding the door out for you,” drawled a voice Hermione unfortunately knew. She was so busy trying to convince herself that Malfoy wasn’t going to play Romeo that she didn’t notice she was already outside the Drama Room, and Malfoy was indeed holding the door open with, Hermione was shocked to see, a sort of bashful smile. She glared at him and roughly pushed her way in. When she looked back, she was pleased to see there was still a faint imprint of her hand on his cheek, proof that she had slapped him hard last night.

“As you know, the two of you have been selected to play the lead roles in our new play, Romeo and Juliet. We’ll just do half a scene today to see how you cope. Here, take your scripts up on stage. Now, let’s practice.”

”She speaks: O, speak again, bright angel, for you are as wonderful to this night, being over my head as is a winged messenger of heaven unto the white-upturned wondering eyes of people that fall back to gaze on him when he bestrides the lazy-pacing clouds and sails upon the bosom of the air,” read Draco. “Er. Um, o Romeo, Romeo, where are you, my Romeo? Deny your father and refuse your name; or, if you won’t, swear to me our—“ Hermione gulped nervously. “l-love, and I'll no longer be a Capulet,” said Hermione, stammering slightly. “Well done, both of you,” said Professor Flitwick cheerfully. “You two make the perfect Romeo and Juliet, you know,” Hermione laughed awkwardly at this while Draco just stared at his shoes.

“Well, I think that’s enough for today,” announced McGonagall. “Miss Granger, Mr. Malfoy, I think the both of you can leave now. Oh, and our next practice will be same time, same place next week. Understood? Good.” Hermione shouldered Malfoy out of her way as she walked briskly out the door.

“Hermione, wait.” Hermione wasn’t sure if she should be pleased he was being so persistent, or very annoyed. She ignored him and kept walking. Draco ran towards her. “Hermione… please. I’m sorry about everything. A-about the potion, and me being an—“ he sighed, “arrogant pig last night. Please. I’ve changed, Hermione. Look, I’m not the same person I was last year. I hate it when I see you avoiding me,” Hermione faced him with sad eyes. “Malf—Draco, why do you care so much about me?” Draco looked into her eyes and said one of the best things she ever heard. “Because… I like you. A lot. So much that… I dunno, I guess you could even call it love.”

Hermione looked away. Never did she think she’d see the day Draco would have feelings for her. Or even have feelings, for a start. Those icy gray blue eyes were filled with so much emotion…wasn’t this what she wanted? Wasn’t this the thing she had always dreamed about since she saw him six years ago? “Draco I… I don’t know. I mean… How’m I going to tell Ron and Harry? They’ll kill you if they find out. And… what about your friends?” He shrugged. “Blaise is really my only friend. And he already knew so… it’s fine.”

Then, before he knew what he was doing, Draco kissed Hermione. Shockamazementlovefearadrenaline went shooting through Hermione’s mind like a bullet to her head. “Draco why the hell did you just do that?” she asked him as she tore herself away from his lips. Draco sort of hung his head. “I don’t know… I just wanted to know what it felt like… I’m sorry.” Hermione shook her head slowly as she watched him. Then suddenly, as if she meant to do it all along, she kissed him back. And it felt good.

This was what they had both been waiting for.

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haha. mushy much? comments please!

anyway, mum wants me to go to bed NOW [poop] so that i can get up earlier and disturb everyone later in the morning for gift-opening.

so,
merry christmas, everyone!
- sarah.etherealbliss

Friday, December 23, 2005

currently watching: bend it like beckham

i love this movie. well actually, this is the first time i'm seeing it so... anyway.

goddd.

this is the, what, third time i'm blogging today? man. i'm such a saddo. let's see. got this off iman's site. will now proceed to fill it up. and maybe a few other surveys. bah, i'm bored. and no one's commenting on my fanfiction... yet. anyway, here goes.

1. What is your full name? sarah chong hui ying.

2. What colour pants are you wearing? grey sweater and blue cords.

3. What are you listening to right now? Hot Stuff [I Want You Back] - Pussycat Dolls

4. Are your legs crossed? yup.

5. What was the last thing you ate? dinner. same as last night's.

6. If you were a crayon, what colour would you be? how the hell should i know?

7. How is the weather right now? cold. sometimes sunny in the afternoon.

8. Last person you talked to on the phone? mum.

9. First thing you notice about people. features.

10. How are you today. pretty okay.

11. Favourite drink? apart from water, coke.

12. Favourite alcoholic drink? excuse me? i'm only thirteen. alright, twelve and ten twelfths.

13. Favourite sport? does foosball count? if not... then either basketball or netball.

14. Favourite hair colour? black or copper.

15. Favourite eye colour? brown or green.

16. Do you wear contacts? nope. am persuading my parents to let me though.

17. Siblings? none.

18. Favourite food? any type of malaysian food. and... a few other things. but it'll take too long to list them all down. uh... spicy food, i guess.

19. Last movie I watched? Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire

20. Favourite day of the year? It depends.

21. Are you too shy to ask someone out? and... why, pray tell, would i tell you?

22. Do you like marmite? i don't know.

23. Summer or winter? Both.

24. Hugs or kisses? it depends who's giving what [sly smile].

25. Chocolate or Vanilla? both.

26. You love? family, friends, daniel radcliffe and tom felton. billie joe and ashton kutcher don't count 'cause they're married.

27. Who is most likely to respond? wha?

28. Who is least likely to respond? oh. well. i don't know.

29. Living arrangements? whatthehell does that mean?

30. What book are you reading? Maskerade - Terry Pratchett

31. Did you wake up before your alarm went off? No. I'm laaaziieee.

32. Do you miss big brother yet? no, because i don't HAVE ONE.

33. What inspires you? it could be anything.

34. Buttered, plain or salted popcorns? buttered or caramel.

35. Favourite crisps? doritos, hon.

36. Favourite car? nice big ones. BMW X3?

37. Favourite flowers? i like a lot. but i think my favourite's the orchid.

38. How many keys on your keyring? don't have one [the keyring.]

39. Can you juggle? only with two.

40. Favourite day of the week? any tuition-free day is fine by me.

41. Red or white wine? again: i'm UNDERAGE.

42. What did you do for your last birthday? uh. just dinner.

43. Do you own a donor card. what the hell is a donor card?

44. The first thing you think of when you get up in the morning? "god i wanna go back to bed."

45. Dreamdate? daniel radcliffe. or tom felton.

46. What are you going to do when you finish this? continue my fanfiction.

she goes by the name of sarah. don't forget it.

nickname is potterholic.

she turns thirteen on the seventh of february.

her zodiac sign is an aquarius.

she studies at sekolah menengah sri kdu.

she adores herself. her friends. her family. tom felton. harry potter. music. chocolate. shopping. you.

she detests backstabbers. being labelled. liars. smokers. drugjunkies. plastics. writer's block. harry potter icons that don't show up properly.


happniess. tom felton. a mac. an iPod. a life.

• moi, on xanga.
• hannah.
• iman.
• elizabeth.
• mugglenet.
• emmawatson.
• tomfelton.com
• harry potter icons.

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