All again...
Jan. 9th, 2011 04:22 pmPhew, it took me over 2.5 years to re-read Harry Potter. I started 2 weeks before Christmas, read the first 3 books in 2 days and barely managed to save the fourth and fifth for the holidays, finishing the latter on 26th December and being grumpy all the time that I hadn't had enough space in my bag to take the other two with me, too. lol I even read Frank Schätzing's "The Swarm" two times to cope until I would come back to Leipzig.
This morning around half past five I closed the last book and it was as tense and heart-breaking as the first time. Gosh I hate stories ending. :(
I read the books the first time in English now, as I purchased them from amazon (6 of them, the last one I got as a present when it was published) for about 22 €. Yay! Used books are amazing. Haha... I even have some "This book belongs to ..." scribblings in them. Nice.
Now my head is spinning again with loads of ideas and thoughts about the whole story. Characters pop up in my mind randomly making me smile or even cry. Had a hard time to hold myself back at the tram a few hours ago. Ouh, ouh.
The thing I hate the most is that I have no one with whom I could talk about all my booky feelings like I do with myself in silent dwelling. Oh my... being obsessive about stories can be hard, sometimes. ;D
I have to try and focus on other things as soon as possible, for I have to learn more Kanji for tomorrow's test and other stuff coming up. Gah. The worst is that right now I can't think of another book to read. (Actually I would like to start from the beginning of HP all over again! Until the end of the 6th book everything is alright, because I know that there's still something to come.. ahaha.)
Counter:
Books 1-4 --> 6 times
Book 5 --> 5 times
Book 6&7 --> 2 times
Anyway... what I wanted to tell actually is pretty mundane: Haha... I really seem to be incapable of flirting. *giggle* When I sat on the tram on my way back from a friend I spotted a pretty... well pretty guy. XD" He was sitting a few places across mine next to a friend of his, talking. I watched him secretely *cough* but then he noticed me. I looked away at an instant, but couldn't keep my eyes off him at all. lol when he looked at me again, I told myself to try and look him in the eyes. Duuuuudes, it worked, oh my - he smiled and I smiled back and then.. I realized that I was turning red. Nargh. >___> I hate that, really. But I guess he was in a similar state because he kept peeking and smiling at me sheepishly.
We didn't talk, of course, because I am so bad at starting a chat with ppl I find attractive. Haha.. anyways, it was a good feeling. Next time I see someone sexy, maybe I'll be able to do something more than staring, grinning and turning red. :X
This morning around half past five I closed the last book and it was as tense and heart-breaking as the first time. Gosh I hate stories ending. :(
I read the books the first time in English now, as I purchased them from amazon (6 of them, the last one I got as a present when it was published) for about 22 €. Yay! Used books are amazing. Haha... I even have some "This book belongs to ..." scribblings in them. Nice.
Now my head is spinning again with loads of ideas and thoughts about the whole story. Characters pop up in my mind randomly making me smile or even cry. Had a hard time to hold myself back at the tram a few hours ago. Ouh, ouh.
The thing I hate the most is that I have no one with whom I could talk about all my booky feelings like I do with myself in silent dwelling. Oh my... being obsessive about stories can be hard, sometimes. ;D
I have to try and focus on other things as soon as possible, for I have to learn more Kanji for tomorrow's test and other stuff coming up. Gah. The worst is that right now I can't think of another book to read. (Actually I would like to start from the beginning of HP all over again! Until the end of the 6th book everything is alright, because I know that there's still something to come.. ahaha.)
Counter:
Books 1-4 --> 6 times
Book 5 --> 5 times
Book 6&7 --> 2 times
Anyway... what I wanted to tell actually is pretty mundane: Haha... I really seem to be incapable of flirting. *giggle* When I sat on the tram on my way back from a friend I spotted a pretty... well pretty guy. XD" He was sitting a few places across mine next to a friend of his, talking. I watched him secretely *cough* but then he noticed me. I looked away at an instant, but couldn't keep my eyes off him at all. lol when he looked at me again, I told myself to try and look him in the eyes. Duuuuudes, it worked, oh my - he smiled and I smiled back and then.. I realized that I was turning red. Nargh. >___> I hate that, really. But I guess he was in a similar state because he kept peeking and smiling at me sheepishly.
We didn't talk, of course, because I am so bad at starting a chat with ppl I find attractive. Haha.. anyways, it was a good feeling. Next time I see someone sexy, maybe I'll be able to do something more than staring, grinning and turning red. :X