Teddy Tonks

So, I've got the best idea ever.

Ok, so maybe it's not the best idea in the entire world or even my best idea.

Still, I have to admit. It's been one of my best this week!

Ready? So, I was chatting with Vidhya on msn. As it turns out, we happened to plan to get our school books on the same day. If we had one more person to tag along, we'd be like a "Golden-Book-Getting-Trio".

I suggested I could bring Teddy. As in like Teddy Lupin but also a teddy bear. Then my mind goes into automatic brainstorming session.

I mean, sure, someone may have thought of a Teddy-Teddy. But seriously, the idea of having one is way to cute.

I think that "Teddy-Tonks"would be a much more adorable name. Sure, Teddy Lupin's pretty good but I need the alliteration.

That's called marketing(selling your product) skills.

Because "Bunch of Adjectives Penelope" is nothing compared to "Posh Penelope".

See what I mean? Oh anyway, I came up with an idea on what Teddy Tonks could look like.

He's have light brown fur obviously. Well, that's only because I have a teddy bear at home of that shade. Oh and he'll have pink hair, like his mom. Except a little more floaty(?) like a Troll doll or skank!Quinn's.

He'd have to wear a leather jacket. His dad is so totally awesome, that his son needs one. And Teddy is totally awesome too. Maybe a little tiny, tiny plush werewolf stuffed in one of the leather jacket's pockets. And a checkered shirt underneath that. Maybe green?

No sunglasses though. Maybe a floppy hat. Impressing the ladies(Victoire), are we?

Oh and don't forget school books! A Herbology one with the name "Teddy Lupin"on it and a Defence Against Dark Arts one with "Teddy Tonks"on it.

And just maybe in his shoe(Wizard equivalent to Converse), there could be a little wrapper from the Weasley's Wizarding Wheezes stuck in it. Oh and the pumpkin backpack! We must not forget the pumpkin-shaped backpack!

And Voilà! We've got our Teddy-Teddy!

By the way, if you haven't noticed, due to the festive season, people are putting Santa/Christmas hats on their display pictures. I wish I could do so too! But I haven't got a clue on what my proper picture would be(definitely not of myself) and how am I going to put that hat on.

Well, I haven't got photoshop or it's rather hard drawing a hat with a mouse.

So I shall be drawing Christmas hats in my sketchbook to fill that empty void in my christmas spirit of wanting a display picture with something Christmassy!

But when Christmas comes around, I guess what counts is the food and giving.

I like food.

And giving christmas presents.

P.S. Anyone else saw the Glee episode, "I Kissed A Girl"? Well, asdfhjkl;sjdslkfjs!

I am such a teenager!

DROP EVERYTHING NOW.

I've got Strawberry Shortcake!

So maybe you don't see what's the big deal about it.

Well, it's a big deal to me.

Starwberry-freaking-Shortcake.

Almost as good as Harry Potter.

Do you even know how hard it is to be even almost as good as Harry Potter?

Oh anyway, the title of this post will actually be the catchphrase of this post!

Hooray! So onward with the writing of the post!

Today I went out into the public again. All the scary people there.

Whoo Hoooo!

Heard some people laughing. Pretty sure they're laughing at me. Judging my every move.

But I shan't dampen the cheerful mood that comes along with the coming of December (a.k.a Christmas Month). And because of that, I have found a reason to convince myself to step out again and face the frightening outside world...in person!

I got Christmas presents anyway. Suppose this satisfied feeling is what one calls Retail Therapy.

Well, I do seem content since I did manage to get presents. However, the extra little purchases that I made for myself makes me feel guilty.

How is this therapy?

It's terrible. I have this guilty feeling deep within me despite the fact that they weren't bought on impulse.

But just spending the money makes me feel so guilty about using the money that is saved up.

Emphasis on saving up.

I am such a teenager.

Oh and I actually don't see the appeal of putting items for the cashier to stare at.

They don't just scan the items, they stare at them.

And then judge you.

Well, they don't judge others. They judge me.

Then the whole walking among other strangers trying to get to the stuff you need.

Hello Stranger Number 1...hi there Stranger 7...sorry to bump into you Stranger 209...

It's almost like I'm having a Socialising Party.

"Oh hello there...Stranger. Would you like us to get aquaintated as we look for the stationary section together?"

"Please to meet you, really tall person who is kind of intimidating. Hope you don't mind that stepped on your foot. I like your keychain by the way."

"What a lovely bargain you got there, Stranger number 347! I wonder where I could find it...care to share?"

Socialising skills? Got that down.

I am such a teenager.

On the bright side, I manage to get this really awesome key holder for a friend. It's actually a Sparrow key chain that has its own little house and you can put it in there when you come home.

I liked it so much, I got one for myself.

Look at me talk about what I bought. I'm actually being a regular teenager for once. But really, it's just an introduction so you get what I'm going to say next.

Anyway, I unintentionally got a black one, so now I've got a blackbird!

I might as well go ahead and say what else I got from that treacherous journey of shopping.

I'm pretty sure I came out demented and looking somewhat decrepit.

Check out the exaggeration in the sentence above!

I am such a teenager!

But really, I'm just excited over the fact I got 3 Glee CD albums.

Which is totally awesome. asdfghjklskdfjls.

I got Volume 5, The Warblers and Volume 6! Though I don't see why you would want to know that...(I also got three new books).

But I'm just testing out because it's my blog and apparently I can write what I want.

And muggles can't stop me!

Oh and since I've got the Warblers' album, I can play Blackbird to my new key chain.

Now I sound insane.

I am such a teenager!

Really, I guess I really am one after all. No matter how my use of "I am such a teenager" can be described as a "ironic use".

So I may not like shopping much...and I may not be "LIKE ALL THE TEENAGE-Y THINGS!" and "ACT STEREOTYPICALLY TEENAGE-Y!"

Still, I guess a teenager is what one describes as someone who is trying to fit in despite the fact that not everyone can understand us.

But somehow, I can't help feeling that my Spongebob attitude is what makes people roll their eyes at me. Truthfully, how did Spongebob become one of their favourite cartoons when they can't stand someone like him in the first place?

That is really ironic.

I am such a teenager!

I don't know about you but I think the whole "teenager" thing comes with a stereotype.

So...I don't think I want to be called a teenager after all.

That way, it doesn't seem weird if I have a Barbie movie marathon will it?

I found my pen!

Hello, so this will be another multi-topic post.

Like all the others. Because I can't seem to focus on one.

Oh anyway, before I begin the main topic in this post, I want to talk about this.

Did any of you guys see tumblr today? I just logged off for an hour and when I came back, there was this whole new meme about "Blainers cannot clap".

What is going on. Don't leave me behind!

Well, now that I've seen the posts, I'm tempted to draw/contribute to it.

But.

How do you ART?

How do you GIF?

How do you PHOTOSHOP?

How do you DRAW?

How do you COLOUR?

How do you KOALA TEA POSTS?

Well, the main point is I wish I was better at drawing or making nice posts.

The people of tumblr are like sfjdkgjfsgk.

I think I've gone on about this in a previous post but I don't think it matters if I go on about it again.

jflkajgkljgkdgj HOW DO YOU ART? skjfksgj;jasklmf

On to the main topic of today's post!

I was finding my glasses again today. I misplace them at least once everyday. I suppose everyone with glasses probably experience the same thing as me.

Anyway, if anyone is curious, I thought I'd make mention some of the strangest places I have found certain objects.

About 3 months back, I lost my pen and found it in the refridgerator.

And the other day, I found my glasses under the bed and later in between books.

But the funniest was definitely when I found my slice of cake in the bookshelf!

Luckily, there wasn't any ants.

Short post today! But I thought you'd like to know that George was following River and Lucy around their little tank today. Oh George(the fish).

Meet Finn, George, River and Lucy

We got some new pet fishes recently

Their names are Finn, George, River and Lucy.

Really, one would expect a post about fishes to be boring. Don't worry, I'm going to go all the way and act real kiddy for this post!

Go ahead and laugh at me for making this post. Mind you, I'm keeping my mind open and not always focusing on harsh reality. That way, I won't grow up all boring.

So here goes!

Meet Finn! Finn is the biggest one out of them all and has a orange tinted tail. He has black spots on his fin. Finn was named after Finn Hudson from Glee. Not because the owner likes the character alot but simply because she wanted a name with a pun. Finn enjoys swimming away from his fellow fish and spends most of his time swimming away from the plants at the bottom of the fish tank and into the limelight! Finn also seems to enjoy eating the weird dried fish food.

Meet George! George was named after George Weasley in Harry Potter. Just like Finn, his tail is also tinted orange and has black spots. George is like a small speedy car, darting in and out of the plants in the tank and around his annoyed fellow fish. He definitely lives up to his counterpart! George also tends to be curious like another well-known animal known as "Curious George" as he often swims to the side of the tank and looks out of it. However, George is not a monkey. Monkeys cannot breathe underwater unless they're Sea-monkeys.

Say Hello to River! She's a cheerful little guppy who was named after River from Doctor Who. While River may not want to blast a Fez into smithereens, when shown a picture of a Fez, she does not hesitate to quickly swim to another direction (as proved through the owner's experiment). River also seems to enjoy the dried fish food and is the second smallest fish among the four of them.

And presenting Lucy! She is the smallest among the four and is slightly grey all over. She also has tons of black spots covering her tail. She may spend most of her time swimming towards the side of the tank like George, but don't let that fool you! Lucy is an imaginative fish just like Lucy from The Chronicles of Narnia whom she was named after. When she is not swimming towards the sides of the tanks, Lucy spends her time swimming among the plants in the tank and making believe her own Narnia.

I made Head-Cannons for my pet fishes! So after this, you maaaaay think I'm slightly (or completely) insane. But really, it is just to cheer up anyone who's reading this!

See you around!

And his black and white cat

It's just another title for me to use when I can't come up with one.

But in the end, I came up with a title. Which is this.

Can we consider that a paradox? I'm still learning.

This post is about Harry Potter but I'm going to keep you in suspense and talk about something else first.

Alright, ready?

The other day, I was listening to the radio. It's sad to know that your favourite songs don't play that often anymore because they're no longer on the Top 40s. Remember when they played Misery by Maroon 5 almost everytime? Good times.

And all of a sudden, this guy requested Animal by Neon Trees.

I think I just went crazy after that.

To the person who requested it, thank you so much for the asdfghjkl music rainbow.

I love that song.

Anyway, today Vidhya, Joelle and I went to a Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Part 2 DVD launch. Or as I like to call it, a "Potter-Convention".

I went as Luna Lovegood with Spectrespecs and a wand. Vidhya came in full Hogwarts attire and all. Joelle was a muggle wizard-supporter.

And we went around the mall dressed like that and pointing wands among MUGGLES.

We walked past AFA people with our wizard gear like a boss.

We sat and the floor and ate free Gelato like a boss.

We RAN to get our Harry Potter DVDs like a boss.

Some outfits were really cool like this person who was in full Tonks gear!

There was even one point when some guy dressed up as Voldemort tried out a dress. It was hilarious.

Because we're totally awesome.

And now I finally got my Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Part 2 DVD!

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This seems like the only appropriate title for the post.

Also this post is not going to make sense as everything right now doesn't make sense and I woke up at 6AM in the morning and couldn't go back to sleep and went around tidying things up and drawing jellyfishes with blue magic markers and then staring at the wall but not without shuffling and then playing a game of blackjack by myself and going on and off the computer and inwardly screaming at tumblr.

asdfghjklskdjfhgla.

I need Glee's season three episode five now.

What is going on, I can't even begin to...asdfghjkalsjdhgk

I am going to stop this post now. It doesn't make any sense.

Personal Hour!

Well, it's not really and hour actually. It's just a catchy title for me to post things.

Then again, everything in this blog is personal.

But this post is personal, personal.

As in this blog post is made to simply satisfy my undying passion for whining.

So you need not read this.

Because all that's going to come out of this is everyone telling me: SHUT UP!

That seems to be the only plausible reaction that could come out of reading this.

Can we use the word "Plausible" like that?

Awesome? Awesome.

I just want Harry Potter: Page to Screen!

And a fez.

See what I did there?

No? No. Great.

Right, about the whining. I'm about to start being an ungrateful prat.

So if you don't like that, just don't read it.

I've given you a lovely choice.

It would really irritate me if you:

"Did you see what that pathetic whiny girl wrote on her blog? She's so ridiculous! Here, I've printed out the article so we can laugh at her and think about how much she sucks."

If you did that, I'm sorry that I'm here whining instead of feeding kids in some part of Africa.

Because Africa is not a country.

Do you get what I mean?

Instead of laughing at this post, why don't you feed the kids instead?

So once again, read it or leave it.

This whole chunk was just to make people bored so they wouldn't read any further.

Sweet? Sweet.

I would like to have a new thesaurus for Christmas.

My sense of humor is dry.

No really, that's what the whole post is about.

Did you hear my joke about the Birthday card?

You didn't? Guess no one liked it.

DRRRRY. DRRRRRY.

That looks like Drarry doesn't it?

Have you seen tumblr?

People there are like masters.

Masters of Humor

Masters of Doodling

Masters of Photography

Masters of Writing.

And here I am going: Let's reblog everythiiiiiiingg!

Hahaha, I am so hilarious.

Not.

See, I even rip off other people's style.

Look at the "Not", you think I invented the way to write it?

I probably learnt it off some High School Comedy Movie.

I need a new thesaurus. Learn some big words.

I'm turning eleven! Cause I write like I'm ten!

No, really. Stop teasing me that I'm short.

I can't help being short.

My bone age is about 11 years.

My height is average among 11 year olds.

I don't truly understand what it means.

But that's what the doctor said.

I AM FOREVER YOUNG! On the inside anyway.

But it's growing older. I think.

I'll end up short in the end though.

Pfft.

Have I mentioned that I need a new thesaurus?

Like urgently.

I need to build up my vocabulary.

I feel so strange talking in english to people my age who talk like some English expert.

English Expert, hah.

Look at the phrase I used. It's so...10 year old-ish.

You sir, are an intellectual.

Like Hermione Granger.

Now I wish I was Hermione's friend. I will make a post on it someday.

Look at my inner ADD working up! Yay! I'm changing topics constantly.

But I refuse to be diagnosed. It would suck if I had to take medicine or something.

Look at me type like I'm eight.

Or six.

This post is spectacularly long isn't it?

Spell check! Nope, no wrong words...

HOW DARE YOU HIGHLIGHT MY "YAY"?

It's perfectly fine! Stop trying to find my spelling errors, spell check!

I'm trying to defeat your purpose.

Wait. Pause. The whole point is that I need a thesaurus because people who review my stories use words I don't even know.

And there I am going: I don't even know the meaning of the word and you use it to describe the story?

And then I go google it up and I'm like: When did I so unintentionally write such a complex thing.

It's not complex people.

It's basic stuff.

You're just over-looking things.

Example: The Glass is half fulll.

You can either tell me what a genius I am for coming up with such a sentence that describes the optimism level of an average person who is going through a tough time which also reflects the main character of the story.

Or you can tell me that that is a horrible way to describe a glass sitting on a table and why would you want to know about a half empty glass in the setting of the story. Wait, it also sounds like I copied it from somewhere.

You can make me look smart by saying that that is my main purpose for writing that sentence is the first choice.

You can also push off your tinted glasses and realise it's the second option.

So that's me, dry humor, whiny personality and all.

Now excuse me while get back to writing a story-in-progress.

It's a pathetic excuse for the representation of the melancholy of a courageous person.

That sentence above doesn't even make sense to me.

I'll leave it to you to come up with something to make sense of it.

Also, the story's not about that.

It's really something more like out of a High School Musical movie.

Except much more 10 year oldish.

I have such a non-existant way with words.

Remember what I said about starting off a blog post and not knowing what it's about?

That's exactly what's happening.

I'm shocked that I wrote something.

What happened to whining hour?

A horrible thought just occured to me.

OH MY GOD.

Next year, I will have a new class.

Don't ask me why I have a new class. It's the end of the school year, of course I would have a new class next year. Hold on, I wasn't planning on explaining.

Contrary to what Phineas and Ferb preach (in a non-religious manner. Oh wait, I can't use preach like that. Fine, claim.), I certainly do not have a 104 days of summer vacation.

Are you sure it's a 104 days? That seems awfully long.

Oh, and we don't have 104 of summer here. We have all year round summer. Which means I never get to wear an itchy sweater.

But I want to wear itchy sweaters (I think Rachel's outfits are kind of cute actually).

No, wait. The whole point is I don't want to be in a new class next year (I like her dresses the most though.)

Itchy sweaters or not.

I like my school uniform anyway.

The thing is, what if next year, no one in my class is a Potterhead?

Then you say: "It's alright. It's impossible that no one in a class of 40 will not like Harry Potter."

Well, excuse me. I'm not looking for classmates who "like Harry Potter."

I'm looking for Potterheads.

PEOPLE WHO NEED IT LIKE AIR AND NOT A BICYCLE.

Anyone caught the reference to a saying?

And next year, I'll probably be stuck in a class where no one appreciates Harry Potter.

No one who cries over the characters' deaths.

No one who understands each character to the point that they can even relate to the tiniest things. (It's ok, Voldemort. I don't think I like my nose very much too.)

No one who will start a debate and serious discussion on the intricate plot that has been written.

No one will marvel at the compelling and wonderously dark story within the pages.

No one will be willing to thank J.K. Rowling for all of the adventures that we were sucked into to escape reality.

No one will be going to Hogwarts with me. They'll all be muggles.

No one.

No one.

This post must be rather depressing so I'm going to type something to make all of you smile:

David Tennant.

There you must be smiling now.

There are two reasons why you're smiling now:

1) He was your favourite/one of your favourite Doctors in the Dr Who series.

2) You saw photoshopped pictures of him on tumblr that were hilarious. For example: David Tennant photoshopped onto a High School Musical poster.

Now excuse me while I avoid the pear slices my mom is giving out.

And wait for the day my dad buys fish fingers and custard.

Which is highly unlikely.

I'm gonna post fanfiction here.

No I am not.

It was a joke.

Repeat: Joke.

It was just a title to capture your attention.

Truthfully, when I type a blog post, I never know what it is going to turn out to be.

It just one sentence after another.

And before you know it, I've got a post you can all cringe at.


Let's cringe.

Edit on 19/3/12: I actually did post them here. Not once but twice!