It all ends here

People ask me if  there are going to be stories of Harry Potter as an adult. Frankly, if I wanted to, I could keep writing stories until Harry is a senior citizen, but I don't know how many people would actually want to read about a 65 year old Harry still at Hogwarts playing bingo with Ron and Hermione.

- J.K. Rowling

As I've said in earlier posts and as can be seen just by looking at the design of this blog, I am a Potterhead and proud of it. Don't get me started on all things Harry Potter, cause I can go on forever. I will try to keep this post as short as possible though.
As the days goes on the finish of this epic series is coming to an end. The last Harry Potter book was released in 2007 and now the film was the only thing called Harry Potter that one could look forward to. I have to admit that I, at first, did not want to read the last book. Those of my friends who had read it before me, had reviled so much of the plot and who died that I did not want to read it. A year or so later I read it. I loved it just as much as the first six.
I can't put my love for the series into words. I can say how much I love it, but it would never measure up to the way I actually feel about it.
At first I didn't know what Harry Potter was. It was first when the first movie came out I heard about it. I thought it was a thing for boys only but my mum convinced me to either see the movie or read at least one book. So I did. I read the first book and watched the movie and I've been hooked ever since. It's now ten years since I became a massive Potterhead when I was nine. Now the ending is coming and I've become a sobbing mess every time I've seen a poster, picture, clip or trailer for the last movie. Imagine how it will be when I actually see the movie ending.
When I started reading Harry Potter I was in the middle of transferring to another school. Transferring to another school is hard enough in itself, but when you're not the most outgoing person and you don't have the right clothes it gets even harder. I had no friends at my last school and at the new one it didn't get any better. So I hid myself away in the Harry Potter universe. I hid myself away from the bullies and it helped me get through every day. I did not leave without a Harry Potter book in my bag. I read all of the books that was released at the time. When I finished them I started over. When a new book was released I read until I finished it and then started over on the series.
The series was the reason I got friends. Real friends. Most of my friends are people I met on an online chat room where one could roleplay as a student at Hogwarts. I met them years later and now most of them are still my friends. The series also gave me something to relate to. I've always been a sucker for the bad guys - Ask my mum if you don't believe me - and even though Draco Malfoy were a bully in the books he was the one I could relate to the most. I could relate to how his father had high expectations of how he had to be, what he had to become and what he had to do. My father is more like Lucius Malfoy than anyone thinks. That is why I like Draco Malfoy so much. And as many others the Harry Potter taught me how fun it could be to read. I had a place to go when I felt like the world had turned it back on me. Harry Potter made my hard days easier to go through.
I owe J.K. Rowling a lot. Her books made the life of a nine year old girl easier to go through and helped the same girl finding a place in life and taught her what real friendship is all about.

There was a girl who came up to me on the street the other day, she bloomed out of the pavement...

and she must have been in her early twenties, and she said to me 'You are my childhood.' About the nicest thing anyone has ever said to me.

-J.K. Rowling.

Money

Money is a nice thing to have.. That's what most people say.
But what would we do to get the money? Obviously we go to work to get the money. We need the money so that we can buy the fancy things we want, feed our family, pay the rent and so on. But even though money are to have they seem to show us the most ugly face of a person.
We will do anything to get money.
Some people will sell their most beloved friends and family to the police if there's a reward. Some will do a tax fraude and others will rob a bank. There's many thing one will do just for the sake of money.
I talked to my mum about jobs, and how I still don't know what I really want to work as. My mum doesn't care what I become. Well.. That's a lie. She does not want me to become a prostitute or something along those lines. But other than that, she doesn't care. She keeps saying that since not many here in Denmark can speak Chinese, and since I study it as a second language, I will be able to pick how much I'll get paid by myself. I like the idea. But as I said to her: "That's almost the same as whoring myself out. Just without the sex." She agreed with me.
But again. Is there anything we will not do for money? Og course we are talking about a big sum of money. No one would do something for a small sum, which one would use on a pice of gum. Many may say: "Of course there is! I would never kill another person for money" or they might say: "I would never sell my body! Not for all the money in the world" But isn't both things the same as going for the one who offers you the most? As Belle/Hannah in series Secret Diary of a Call Girl says:
"Aren't we all going through the motions for money, aren't we all whoring ourselves out for the man?"
I would say she's quite right. I'm not trying to be a saint here. Because I am doing the exact same thing. If I could get a better offer in another firm, I would take the offer! Highest bidder is the one who wins.

What do you guys think? Let me know if you disagree or agree with me.

Stuck in the past

Stuck. To be stuck.
I know there is probably a lot of bloggers out there who have made an entry like this. So forgive me for doing the same.
Ever since I found out my parents never would get together again I've been intended on never getting stuck in the pas again. What once was will probably never be again.
For me it is okay to think about the good times in the past. But I am careful of never getting stuck in them. Good times from the past helps me through bad days and they are fun to talk about. But nothing more. Getting stuck will never get you moving. You will be where you are or were.
I never thought I would break my own rule. But for about four months I've been stuck in the past, and it ended up hurting me. A relationship that once was should never be again. That's what I learned. About four months ago I realized that I actually never moved on after my ex broke up with me. I had convinced myself that I would be just fine. But I wasn't and admitting that to myself and to him is what got me stuck.
He played the role of the ex missing his ex-girlfriend perfectly. I was the pathetic ex-girlfriend. After a while though he stopped all contact. I was actually fine with it. But just as I had decided to cut all contact it would all start over again. Well.. Almost. Except that this time I would not break. I had finally moved on! But as said, he played the role perfectly. The only flaw was that he could not give me a good reason to trust him. Well.. That is actually not the only flaw. He was perfectly fine with me not trusting him and he did not deny that he had actually tried to date to of my friends.
Getting stuck in the past once again hurt me. And I believe that the past should be just that. The past. Good times should be remembered but one should never try to get them back. One should accept the way of life and play their cards right to get to new and good times. Getting stuck will only result on the world passing you by. Move along instead of thinking of what could've been and what you could have done better.

Have you ever been stuck in the past? Be it wishing on getting a relationship back, like me or be it something else.

P.S. I would like to apologize for not updating so often but I've got quite a lot to do at the moment. But vacation is coming closer and I will try to update more.