Showing posts with label hufflepuff. Show all posts
Showing posts with label hufflepuff. Show all posts

Friday, 2 September 2011

Rules of Badminton. Hufflepuff. Ballet

So I met up with my mate Janet to go badminton - ing. She brought her mum and he older sister along and also contacted a 'friend' to come along.

I was wearing a pink puma t-shirt, and one commented on how it looked like I had a thumbprint on me. But the other two wrinkled their noses. It was too pink, but they assured me they thought it was nice on me.

The Janet's mum and sister got bored of waiting for James, our mate, so they went inside, looking at Janet meaningfully saying that they'll give her privacy if she needs to give him a welcome hug. Janet went red.
When he arrived, we both laughed, a lot. Its one of those things. Janet and James have a very complicated relationship.

So we went in to the dome, first we started off me playing against both of them. While smacking the shuttle cock, Janet would ask how his holiday went. James would reply that it was great, thanks for asking, how was yours. There was something off, which took me a while to realise.

And I discovered an amazing to insult Janet. Call her a Hufflepuff. She hates Robert Pattinson (because she hates twilight), he plays Cedric Diggory in the Harry Potter movies, and he's in Hufflepuff.
See it makes sense to her, possibly because she's a dedicated hater.

Me and her had a few goes at each other, while we were playing on the same team. James was quiet, probably scared at us, and he occasionally piped out to say 'out'.

Then I noticed, his voice was breaking. It was way deeper than usual. We laughed a bit, again.
Don't know if he'll be a soprano in the choir anymore.

Oh, then I had a singles match against Janet. I won, mostly on serves.

But I had a secret tactic.

While serving, I would bust out some killer ballet moves.
She thought it was hilarious, the scary part is that its because she thought I looked like I was doing proper ballet.

So we carried on with the game, she would laugh at my 'genuine' ballet skills. I told her I used to do disco dancing and I attempted to teach her high kick. It looked like she had permanently crooked legs and lifting them was equivalent to lifting a ton of  stuff. Ah well.
We laughed.

Friday, 26 August 2011

Pottermore, after 25 days of not-so-patient waiting, I'm in.

I am quite an obsessed Harry Potter fan. So after hearing about this 'Pottermore' site, created by J.K.Rowling with Sony and with exclusive content from her, I was more than keen to apply for it.

There was a 7 day challenge which begun on the 31st of July. It was, over the week, going to let a million people in for beta testing. I answered the question on day one, retrieved the 'magic quill', and earned my place for early beta testing.

Maybe, I turned a little obsessive, checking my email about 5 times a day for my welcome mail - the very mail that would allow me entry.


Doesn't matter now, I've got in now... Woo!

The wand choosing ceremony was sweet, I got a dragon heartstring core and made out of ash.

The sorting hat was the best.

I got into Slytherin!!!

It may not seem so good, they're supposed to be 'cunning', and would do anything to be on top.

My brother, who I am not allowed to talk about, is in Ravenclaw, the house for wisdom/swots.
But I didn't say that.

Mmm, I had to write a short entry about this. I have been complaining about the wait, excited about the prospect for the last 25 days. And my mooning over Pottermore will end here, in this blog entry.



So a little about the Harry Potter world for people who aren't familiar with it. (In my view)

HOGWARTS is an English school for magical people from 11 to 18. Its an extrememly British boarding school with moving staircases. A lot of people in the 'real world' waited for the school letter when they were 11. That was silly of them.

SCHOOL HOUSES
The students are sorted by a talking sorting hat which sings. Singing is very important if you want to come across as smart, except when you're me.

The houses:
GRYFFINDOR, for the brave people. Though a lot of the characters in the story that were in Gryffindor didn't really seem that brave.

HUFFLEPUFF, for the loyal, nice, trustworthy people. Although I'm pretty sure in one of the books it just said they accepted anyone who didn't make the other three houses. So cast-offs.

RAVENCLAW, for the intelligent. And my brother.

SLYTHERIN, for the evil people, like the Voldermort, who's the really evil villain for the whole series. Oh, and Merlin. That famous guy who never existed. And me.



My next entry should be about my Amsterdam trip again. Bye.