Harry Potter: Random chatter:

I'm getting started on my "random 25 things" (I've just changed it to 25 things about me and harry potter).
1. I hope most to see "not my daughter you b*tch from mrs. weasley in the movie. i hoped they'd show it in the trailer. they didn't. will i see it?...
2. actually, i'm harry potter-drained. can't think one more second about it. otherwise i know i will explode. gud night, y'all!

Harry Potter: it all ends

The last Harry Potter movie comes out tomorrow. I can't believe it. As my 6th-grade-teacher, an avid Harry Potter fan herself, said in our last Harry Potter club, It's been just 12 years and yet already we have seven books, eight movies, a theme park, wizard rock bands, three additional books, and lots and lots of fanfiction. After she finished talking about visiting the theme park, she said "So. The books are written, the movies are all out--well almost--, the theme park is built, we have tons of wizard rock bands. Will it all end?"

I don't want it to end! I know it won't. Harry Potter has united us as fans. We didn't care what race you were or what religion you were. You were hated because you thought Harry would end up with Cho Chang, not because you were Muslim. People didn't care if you thought homosexuality was wrong-- they just wanted to know what you thought about Severus Snape. 

The first movie is one of the most successful. The movies-- you wouldn't believe how filled the theaters are. Harry Potter hoisted us through the "Decade from Hell", as Time dubbed the last decade. When my father got laid off, I turned to Harry Potter for comfort. I got grouonded from Internet-- I dove into Harry Potter for comfort. There are no words incredible enough to describe what one British woman managed to come up from a four-hour delayed train trip. I swear, some days it was easier to eat a raw egg mixed with yogurt than to pry my copy of Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix, the binding in nearly three pieces, from my hands.

It won't end. I know it can't. How could it? You ask me. You're saying that "things are taking a turn"-- no, they won't. I know it. It's just the fact that-- there were days when we seriously considered suicide because Umbridge had given Harry detention AGAIN. Okay, maybe that's extreme, but when people camp out two weeks in advance to see a movie, you know it won't go away anytime soon. 

I learnt so much from Harry Potter. Sometimes it is weakness to show your feelings. Friends can help you if you've been a good friend before. Sometimes you have to get rid of your pride and turn to helpful advice. It's not the end of the world if someones makes a midly bawdy joke. 

This is getting somewhat long, so I'll wrap up on this. Harry Potter won't end, can't end, shouldn't end. My dad says eventually I'll be more interested in my boobs than how many times Ron said "mental" throughout Book 7. My mom says I'll some day "be ready for middle school" rather than be ready for a Harry Potter marathon. But I know I won't. I was nine-almost-ten when I came to Harry Potter. Now I'm been-twelve-for-just-over-a-month. Two years of my life-- and the two best.

So if you gave me three words to describe the almost indescribable, overwhelmingly massive--for lack of a better word-- universe Harry Potter has created, I would quote Ron's famous line "Are--you--mental?"

P.S. I must also thank J.K. Rowling for giving me the perfect expression for my novel I wrote last year-- "take a leaf out of one's book." I don't think any of us can ever take a leaf out of her (figurative) book because how can we match the talent of this remarkable young woman, but we can all take leaves out of the Harry Potter books and never let this era end. 

P.P.S. I will also be posting obituaries of all those who died in Harry Potter. Not just the last book, but the entire series. Over the next few weeks, you'll see these coming, plus "25 Random Ways Harry Potter Changed My Life." Look forward to more. (WARNING: SPOILERS ABOUND IN THESE.)

Harry Potter: it all ends

The last Harry Potter movie comes out tomorrow. I can't believe it. As my 6th-grade-teacher, an avid Harry Potter fan herself, said in our last Harry Potter club, It's been just 12 years and yet already we have seven books, eight movies, a theme park, wizard rock bands, three additional books, and lots and lots of fanfiction. After she finished talking about visiting the theme park, she said "So. The books are written, the movies are all out--well almost--, the theme park is built, we have tons of wizard rock bands. Will it all end?" 

I don't want it to end! I know it won't. Harry Potter has united us as fans. We didn't care what race you were or what religion you were. You were hated because you thought Harry would end up with Cho Chang, not because you were Muslim. People didn't care if you thought homosexuality was wrong-- they just wanted to know what you thought about Severus Snape. 

The first movie is one of the most successful. The movies-- you wouldn't believe how filled the theaters are. Harry Potter hoisted us through the "Decade from Hell", as Time dubbed the last decade. When my father got laid off, I turned to Harry Potter for comfort. I got grouonded from Internet-- I dove into Harry Potter for comfort. There are no words incredible enough to describe what one British woman managed to come up from a four-hour delayed train trip. I swear, some days it was easier to eat a raw egg mixed with yogurt than to pry my copy of Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix, the binding in nearly three pieces, from my hands.

It won't end. I know it can't. How could it? You ask me. You're saying that "things are taking a turn"-- no, they won't. I know it. It's just the fact that-- there were days when we seriously considered suicide because Umbridge had given Harry detention AGAIN. Okay, maybe that's extreme, but when people camp out two weeks in advance to see a movie, you know it won't go away anytime soon. 

I learnt so much from Harry Potter. Sometimes it is weakness to show your feelings. Friends can help you if you've been a good friend before. Sometimes you have to get rid of your pride and turn to helpful advice. It's not the end of the world if someones makes a midly bawdy joke. 

This is getting somewhat long, so I'll wrap up on this. Harry Potter won't end, can't end, shouldn't end. My dad says eventually I'll be more interested in my boobs than how many times Ron said "mental" throughout Book 7. My mom says I'll some day "be ready for middle school" rather than be ready for a Harry Potter marathon. But I know I won't. I was nine-almost-ten when I came to Harry Potter. Now I'm been-twelve-for-just-over-a-month. Two years of my life-- and the two best.

So if you gave me three words to describe the almost indescribable, overwhelmingly massive--for lack of a better word-- universe Harry Potter has created, I would quote Ron's famous line "Are--you--mental?"

P.S. I must also thank J.K. Rowling for giving me the perfect expression for my novel I wrote last year-- "take a leaf out of one's book." I don't think any of us can ever take a leaf out of her (figurative) book because how can we match the talent of this remarkable young woman, but we can all take leaves out of the Harry Potter books and never let this era end. 

P.P.S. I will also be posting obituaries of all those who died in Harry Potter. Not just the last book, but the entire series. Over the next few weeks, you'll see these coming, plus "25 Random Ways Harry Potter Changed My Life." Look forward to more. (WARNING: SPOILERS ABOUND IN THESE.)

Conjoined Twins: Abby and Brittany Hensel

Abby and Brittany Hensel are dicephalic parapagus twins, meaning that they give the impression of a normal body with two heads. In reality, this is their anatomy:

Or in words:

• 2 heads
• 2 spines merging at the coccyx, and joined at the thorax by sections of ribs. Surgery was employed to correct scoliosis
• 2 completely separate spinal cords
• 2 arms (originally 3, but rudimentary central arm was surgically removed, leaving central shoulder blade in place)
• 1 broad ribcage with 2 highly fused sternums and traces of bridging ribs. Surgery was employed to expand the pleural cavities
• 2 breasts
• 2 hearts in a shared circulatory system (nutrition, respiration, medicine taken by either affects both)
• 4 lungs with the medial lungs moderately fused, not involving Brittany's upper right lobe; three pleural cavities
• 1 diaphragm with well-coordinated involuntary breathing, slight central defect
• 2 stomachs
• 2 gallbladders
• 1 liver, enlarged and elongated right lobe
• Y-shaped small intestine which experiences a slightly spastic double peristalsis at the juncture
• 1 large intestine with one colon
• 3 kidneys: 2 left, 1 right
• 1 bladder
• 1 set of reproductive organs
• 2 separate half-sacrums, which converge distally
• 1 slightly broad pelvis
• 2 legs

In summary: they are two people from the waist up; from down below, they share body parts. Each twin controls "her" half of the body, i.e., if you slap the arm closer to Brittany's head only she will go ouch; abby can't feel it. 

They learnt to walk, run, and ride a bike at the time most kids do; they basically did everything normal twin sisters could-- except get away from each other. They work in amazing sync but they are two totally different people: Abby likes more pink and girly stuff; and Brittany's more not into pink. They take turns a lot and do a lot of bargaining: one day Abby will pick the outfit, the other day Britty will. 

It's kinda unclear whether they can be seperated, but if they were, they'd have just one arm and one leg, half a body, and a lifetime of confinement to wheelchairs. Together they can ride bikes, play sports, swim, and even drive cars together.

Yes, they can drive. They were born on March 7, 1990, and on their 16th birthday, they had their driving tests. They had to take it twice, one for each twin. Abby took over the pedals and the gear shifter. Brittany did the blinkers and the lights. Both girls have their hands on the steering wheel. But Abby likes going faster than Brittany prefers.

According to their (then) 12-year-old younger sister Morgan: "When they first started to drive, it was kind of scary, because they would hit the breaks and then go too slow and then go too fast and then too slow."

Some interest has been shown over dating and all that other birds and bees stuff. According to their mom, the girls having been talking with their female friends about boys they like and such; and they certainly flirt with boys at school. But they haven't told who they have crushes on, and Mom is fine with them being quiet for now.

How will they date? One guy, or two? They share a vagina and reproductive organs. They have said they are going to be moms, definitely. When they have sex...can they have two husbands, or will that be adultery? Daisy and Violet Hilton, conjoined twins from the early 1900s, didn't share vaginas or anything, but Violet couldn't get a marriage licencse because she couldn't have sex in private. 

What I think is that they will have to find a guy they both like and who can stand the idea of two girls feeling sex. As for children... will their offspring have defects from doublemothering? It's been speculated if doublefathering is possible but not doublemothering...until now.

People ask, will one be an aunt and the other a mum? But that's private, I think. The whole world does not need to know who they're seeing, or their sexual experiences. What I'm more interested in is what the kids will call their moms. Mom/Mother, perhaps? Maybe by their first names? Mom 1 and Mom 2? 

Leave a comment saying what you think their kids should call them!