New Deathly Hallows Trailer!

The newest trailer for Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Part 1 is up!

And it's wonderful! I can't wait!

Experience Harry Potter as if you hadn't read it before

Wouldn't you love to start reading Harry Potter again, and not knowing what is about to happen? Just have your memory wiped of everything you knew and experience the joy all over again?

I would really want that! Because I don't feel like I did the books justice while reading them. Except for Deathly Hallows of course, which I pined through from 1/2 am to 6/7pm the next day. Words and letters swimming in front of my eyes. Hungry. Tired. Exhausted. But so worth it. And I feel like I came into the world too late, meaning I got only one midnight release. The other releases I was too late for too. But that's kind of off topic for this post, experiencing Harry Potter all over again.

You kind of can. No, don't get hypnotised to forget, or anything crazy like that. But there's this guy, Mark, who's never read Harry Potter before. And he's reading it now. And after every chapter he reads, he blogs his thoughts and feelings and predictions. His latest post is of chapter 9 of Half-Blood Prince. I will certainly take the time and read his entire blog. Just because I'm that much of a crazy Harry Potter nerdy fan-girl.

So go read, follow Mark's posts, experience Harry Potter again, through the eyes of someone else. It's as close as it gets to the real thing!

And if you haven't understood yet that all those links lead to the blog, here's the link: CLICK HERE

Poetry for the Poisoned: Part 2

Absolutely love this album! It's darker and different from what I am used to from Kamelot, but their sound it still there.

Below is the first music video from this album:

And the bonus track for the European edition is their cover of "Where the Wild Roses Grow". I used to strongly dislike that song. But hearing it with that Chanty Wunder (have no idea who she is) along with Kahn's perfect, beautiful, special voice... Merlin!

Poetry for the Poisoned

Look what I got in the mail today!

Haven't listened to it yet, but I will let you know what I think after I have.

The Oh So Big Holiday of 2010

Yes, I know I did say that the camping trip Ann-Marie, Marion, Ragnhild and I did earlier this year was my holiday this year. Since I really didn't have enough money this summer to go to beloved England. But in June Ann-Marie escaped to warm, hot, humid, searing, boiling Florida. So now we're visiting her.

Did you ever think I would ever go to USA? Didn't think so. But I am. Because of Ann-Marie. And because of the Wizarding World of Harry Potter. Me, going to warm, hot, humid, searing, boiling Florida. Voluntarily. Can you believe it? I can't believe it either. And I'm looking forward to it! I can't believe that either. What's hardest to believe is that I'm leaving last autumn month in Norway, for the eternal summer of Florida. I must have gone insane.

What I won't do for my friends and for Harry Potter. I must really love them all.

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We're leaving November 12th, and leaving November 21st. Though we won't be home on Norwegian land until the 22nd. Because of time zones and long flights and an 8 hour wait on the airport in Amsterdam. We're staying in two amazing apartments. I guess it's kind of an apartment complex, from what I saw of the pictures from outside it reminds me of the kind of place Veronica Mars lives in. It's got 3 pools, coin laundry, basket ball court, volley ball court, playground and video game room. Lovely! There's even room for Ann-Marie to come stay if she wants. She even gets an entire Murphy bed for herself. We all get a Murphy bed for ourselves!

Anyway, there Big Bang Theory on TVnorge any minute now, so I got to go!

Lunar Illumination word count

Just checked the word count on Lunar Illumination, and saw a very nice number. And I wanted to share it with you:

Chapter 1: 4729 words
Chapter 2: 6313 words
Chapter 3: 5405 words
Chapter 4: 3195 words (unfinished chapter)

Total: 19642 words!

Squeel!!

Haven't been this inspired to write since SCHP/ATL! Or should I say, haven't been able to write so well since SCHP/ATL!

Too much sometimes...

Sometimes it's just too much. Sometimes I'm just on the verge on taking the car and barging in and taking what I want.

It's absolutely ridiculous.

I am absolutely ridiculous.

There should be a law against someone so pathetic. It started when I was 15/16. Nearly gone around 18, completely gone at 19. Came back a little bit when I was 21, I think. Accelerated to something much much more when I was 22, I think, after my calculations. It is pathetic. I feel almost embarrassed to just writing this.

I just wish someone would see it, and help me. Because I can't manage it myself. I don't know what to do. I don't know how. Absolutely pathetic.

A recurring dream and old "aquaintances"

I had a dream last night. I guess it's a kind of recurring dream, but it's changing slightly every time. It's a dream about going back to school. Back to Ungdomsskolen, along with all my old classmates there. For some strange reason we all have to go back to school for a week or so, it's apparently completely normal for people to go back to school and do some classes. The school you go to at the time or the job you have, give you the time off without question.

I go there, I park on the parking lot, and it's always my own car, but always slightly different. This time it was the same old aunt Astra, except she was white, instead of seagreen. I parked, and I walked along the school yard with my class mates, some people I actually didn't mind seeing again, some people I didn't mind seeing again that I thought I would mind seeing again. And then there's this girl, this particular girl, I always go at her in these dreams.

She never did anything to me at school. We were even good friends at one point. But apart from those few weeks as friends, I haven't really liked her. She was good friends with my arch nemesis (the girl who were together with my big crush), and I always thought she was incredibly stupid. Hell, she was incredibly stupid. Didn't understand anything, the embodiment of a "blonde". But I can't remember her ever really doing anything to me.

So last night, I once again yelled at her. She was always close by, so I yelled at her, trying to get her to go away. I tried slapping her several times, but as things often are in dreams, my arms and hands wouldn't work properly. Until the end of the dream, when I turned around, she was on my left, and my right hand went back, gathered strength and slapped her hard. And then she was gone from the dream.

What baffles me the most is that I feel no hate or anger or even irritation against my "arch nemesis" in these dreams. Last night I think I she was one of those that I didn't mind seeing again but thought I would mind seeing. Because I really hate her. I really truly hate her, with all my being. I never liked her. She's one of those people I disliked from the moment we met, and I was never afraid of letting her know it.

I remember one morning, I was getting on the train to school. I think it was during my second year at IT-akademiet, it was the fall I think, because I remember it being chilly outside. The train was full, so I had to stand in the hallway between the seated areas. And there she was, standing across from me. That ruined my day. I stood there, took out my iPod, acting arrogant and full of myself. Thinking all sorts of thoughts that would make myself better than her.

It's amazing what kind of power those people have over me, still. I guess I'm letting them go, or they are letting me go, since I'm slapping them around and yelling at them and saying exactly what I want in my dreams.

I'm that much closer to being free!

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