Nymphet & Wiz

Before the 7^th HP book arrived I entertained myself by reading Lolita (yes, the one with the girl and older guy and camp Q). Rereading it; actually, it's been maybe two or three years since I had read the thing, but I generally abandoned the taboo tale for something more enchanting...

Well, I have finished the majority of the last Harry Potter book (sans the epilogue; I really don't want t know what happens to anyone in the future--it's a little strange and I prefer to make my own assumptions). After reading roughly 500 or so pages yesterday, the most shocking death, personally, was Hedgewig. I absolutely refused to believe it, yet it was so. And then today reading about a slew of other deaths (Fred? Honestly?). The story of Snape was rather sad, but the most interesting aspect of this book were the hollows, their history, and the improbable chain of events that ultimately led to, of course, one H.P. The ending was--I don't know. I felt as if I had readThe Importance of Being Earnest all over again, that's how the ending made me feel.
And can you imagine? A Lolita and Harry story--Middle aged wizards hungrily scheming (Voldemort too? Somewhat so in HP & the Chamber of Secrets) to attain young witches and, or dare I mention, muggle girls? Isn't that just a creepy thought, though? Indeed, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, disturbing.

The need to explode is necessary

So, there really isn't much to comment on. I think, though, that no matter where I ended up I would be unhappy (--actually these events bring me to the cliff of horrible, everlasting misery). I keep thinking of how else this tragedy could have turned comedy (The Winter's Tale, anyone?), but it keeps turning into inevitable loathing and doom.

Digression, digression.

I really don't know anything remotely worth a mention. I don't know what I used to elaborate so much on, although at the moment there is some construction-related noise outside that is quite loud and bothersome.

Eewck.

If evil goes down

Friday the 13^th.



What's scary about today? Hardly nothing unless you count some vengeful person killing off people in some summer camp. All I've got to state.

Well, do ya, punk? Do I feel lucky?

Since today's chock full of lucky goodness (that sounds like a lucky charms bit)-- Nothing. Just filler. Thought that I might put this in because there's a significant gap between my last thing. Since then I've watched Fast Times as Ridgemont High and it was killer. And I finally finished reading Dostoevsky's Crime and Punishment and I read As You Like It by the guy who adores shaking his spear. Also playing video games to pass time. Oh, yes, other films too, yet not as nearly shocking, I guess.

Gots me my diploma

So, by and by, I have graduated secondary education. It wasn't a great big deal; it's over at least and, yeah, there's nothing that I've done that makes me want to relive those days. All night party went down (there was something fishy about the bus ride--namely the fish smell--how did that happen?) at some eatery, on a boat, and at some arcade. Not that particularly great, I suppose. Here's what I won at the arcade place (think Chuck E. Cheese's and there's tickets that come out of whatever game you're playing and you can redeem them for prizes):



Good shit, right? Damn straight. What else am I going to say about that.

Should I become a Cook-Chef

On to les foods: While scuttling around the fantastical asian supermarket found the most surprising snack.



In the native tongue (Koreans) we call it "Dak Dari", but in common people's language y'all can call it "Fried Chicken Snack". It's some pretty good Asian snack and it seriously tastes like fried chicken, which surprised me much. Definitely worth trying, I think, if ever stopping by at some..Korean or, I might even suggest Japanese market (I don't know if other Asian grocery chains carry this snack, it's quite rare and difficult to find, in my opinion).




Something else I've totally discovered to be delicious was Häagen-Dazs pineapple coconut ice cream.



It didn't seem all that appealing at first, but it actually tastes good--there's the coconut churned in with the ice cream itself and then the pieces of pineapple sprinkled about the whole confection. I happened to try the "extra rich light" variation, but I saw there was a regular version (there's just a little bit less calories, then?).

The younger rises as the old doth fall

Things have been rather weird in the past, uh, almost a month a so. The most strangest event involves the photography teacher, my friend, and her new best "acquaintance". God. I was gone for, like, two fucking class periods and now there's this--bond? Super plot to make the teacher exploitable? I don't understand and I've been given minimal information about this whole situation--"alternative lifestyles" of other teachers, including a retired one who I admired with great fervor (that was relatively, uh, devastating), other questions of sexuality and likability, and clubbing. Initially I was rather upset because it just seemed so ridiculous to go to those lengths to delve into the personal life of some guy who you have so many coincidences and who happens to be some thirty years your senior. Yeah. Fucking ridiculous shit, the way I see it. It almost makes it unbearable to face this friends..like really awkward. What the hell? For fuck's sake, how the hell did this shit come together. Pisses me off--fucking extensively.



Well, other accomplishments during this time have been the completion of reading King Lear (Shakespeare!) and Song of Solomon (Toni Morrison!!). Let me be the Cordelia to Milkman and Hagar can envy everything we have. I'll be the Edmund to Guitar and base my motives on the Seven Days.

Other than that I have nothing else to say or do for the time being.