Let me tell you a story about how two complete strangers found each other and formed one of the greatest friendships that Narnia has ever know. There was this girl from Australia, let’s call her eleanor, she was a Ravenclaw and she had a blog on an enchanted website called tumblr. Eleanor decided that she would like to add more fellow Ravenclaws to her blog list, so she went onto a blog owned by a lovely girl called Sally because Sally had sorted some of her followers into their Hogwarts House Quidditch teams. Eleanor decided to follow everybody who was on the Ravenclaw team and thought nothing more of it, some of them followed her back, and some didn’t. Then several days later, eleanor got a message from one of the Ravenclaws she’d added who lived in America. It said, “I’m glad you started following me, I’ve reviewed your stuff and I like what I see! I think you may be my Australian twin.” This message made eleanor very happy and she responded to the girl saying so. Several weeks passed and eleanor and the girl continued to communicate via messaging, until one day eleanor realised that she didn’t actually know the girl’s name yet! Eleanor sent her a message saying so and discovered the girl’s name, let’s call her Brittany.

Eleanor and Brittany continued to communicate via tumblr, usually referring to the other as their twin. It turns out that eleanor and Brittany had so much more in common than they originally thought, it was like they were somehow connected or the same person. One day eleanor suggested that they add each other on facebook. They did this and soon added each other as the other’s sister. Eleanor and Brittany continued to get to know each other before eleanor had the brilliant idea that they should become pen pals and send each other letters and packages. Eleanor followed this up by sending Brittany a package of Australian memorabilia to make her feel like her Aussie half. The girls soon started to video call each other on skype, getting to know each other a lot better, becoming familiar with the time zone differences, and meeting the other’s family and friends. The girls found it frustrating that they had to wait until they had computer access to contact each other, so eleanor suggested that they exchange mobile numbers so that they could text message. After some research into country codes and the like, the girls successfully began a friendship that wasn’t restricted by internet connections or location. The girl’s friendship grew and they began talking on skype weekly, created inside jokes, talked about David Thewlis’ penis, and shared things with each other that they’d never shared before. They spoke about the other in day to day conversation, started to plan a holiday together and celebrated each other’s birthday, including buying the other presents. Eleanor and Brittany had well and truly become a real part of each other’s life.

I tell you this because in case it isn’t obvious, eleanor is me, and Brittany is my twin, my pen pal, my other half and one of my best friends. People often criticise and belittle relationships formed over the internet, but my friendship with Brittany has become one of the deepest and most rewarding that I’ve ever had. I can talk to her about anything and I know without a doubt in my mind that she won’t judge me. I can come to her for comfort when I’m sad or just need to vent. Our friendship isn’t superficial or circumstantial, I love her so much. Brittany is one of my best friends, and she always will be. They say that you can’t choose your family, but we chose each other, but I think it’s more than that. I think we were meant to find each other, some things are meant to be.

Until next time fellow humans....

Day 30 - What Affect Has Harry Potter Made On Your Life And How Much Does It Mean To You?

So today concludes my 30 day Harry Potter challenge, and I hope that you feel like you now know me a bit better than you did before. I could write a novel on how Harry Potter has affected me, but because I've already touched on that notion in earlier posts I'll try and condense it tonight. I was raised on the Harry Potter series, I grew up with them. As Harry discovered this new world filled with magic and wonder, so did I. I hated Draco Malfoy and was highly suspicious of Snape. I watched Ron and Hermione progressively move towards a relationship. I groaned every time Lockhart tried to give Harry advice. I immediately recognised just how amazing Remus was and what a great role model he would be. I was speechless when Cedric died, the death of an innocent teenager is never warranted. I instantly bonded with Tonks and wished that I could morph my hair pink. I cringed every time Umbridge cut Harry's hand. I was furious with Harry's vain attempts to stalk Draco. And I wept uncontrollably as I mourned the loss of my friends after the final battle. People may try to tell me that it's not real and that it didn't happen, but it did happen, I felt it all.

Harry Potter taught me so many important lessons, so much more than high school ever did. Harry taught me how to be a servant leader and the significance of sacrifice. Hermione showed me how to be logical and calm in the face of trials. Ron proved that humour and good spirit is important in every relationship. Tonks taught me that everybody deserves love and that I must always be myself. Remus taught me not to judge a book by its cover and that we must reach out to those on the edges of society. Severus showed me how to be unfailingly loyal. Sirius showed me the strength and power of friendship. Luna taught me that being different is good and not to care what others think. Neville proved that you should never underestimate someone or their abilities. Ginny showed me the strength and fire of fighting for what you want. This series fought against hate, oppression, prejudice and discrimination. In our world today, it is immensely important that we fight these things more than ever.

This era may be drawing to a close, but it will never be over for me. I feel so incredibly privileged that I got to live through this era, that I am a part of the Harry Potter generation. When my children and grandchildren journey into this world, I'll be able to clearly share with them what it was like opening each book for the first time. That amazing moment when it felt like The Deathly Hallows had been dedicated specifically to me. This series has changed me, and will continue to do so. Things will change when the final film is released, but it will never be finished. It has meant too much to me for me to ever let it go that easily. It's created itself a rather large space in my heart, in me, and that is never going to change.

Until next time fellow humans....

Day 29 - Did You Enjoy A Very Potter Musical?

This makes me sound like a horrible fan, but I've only recently started watching it. The only reason I avoided it for so long was simply because my parents are rather strict and uptight when it comes to our downloads each month, so I never bothered. But I watched the first 5 scenes today, and plan on doing it like that until I've completed it, and the sequel. So far I've absolutely loved it, it is so hilarious I've been laughing uncontrollably. I love the idea and I very much look forward to the remainder of it.

Until next time fellow humans....

Day 28 - Do You Listen To Wizard Wrock? What Do You Think About It?

I feel like a bad fan, but in all honesty, I've never been able to get into Wizard Wrock. I have two songs on my iPod, one I've only listened to several times, but the other is End of an Era by Oliver Boyd and the Remembralls, and I've listened to it so many times I've lost count. I find the generalised concept of Wizard Wrock to be rather corny and cliche, I'm not a fan of songs that are simply stories with music attached. The only reason I love End of an Era is because it resonates so deeply with how I feel about the ending of this era. It may be corny and silly, but it portrays my own thoughts, and that really affects me. I can understand why people like Wizard Wrock, and I wish I did, but it just isn't my thing. But End of an Era speaks the feelings inside me, it is a beautiful portrayal of this magical world.

Until next time fellow humans....

Day 27 - Would You Rather Own The Invisibility Cloak, The Resurrection Stone Or The Elder Wand?

I would rather own The Invisibility Cloak because it would allow me to do highly inappropriate things, like stalk David Thewlis. But in all seriousness, the meaning behind the cloak really resonates with me. I like the idea of not thinking about death as if it is an enemy to be feared. We should leave this world willingly, with dignity and seeing death as an equal. It reminds of the song If I Die Young by The Band Perry. One of the lyrics says "I've had just enough time". I really love this line, it's true that everybody has the exact amount of time in this world that was intended for them. Sometimes it may seem like life was cruelly ripped away from people, but I'm beginning to think that that is not the case. Fearing death does nobody any good. I'd rather live my life, knowing that I could die any moment, but not live in fear. There is a difference between living in fear and anticipation of death, and acknowledging that it is inevitable, but does not rule our lives.

Until next time fellow humans....

Day 26 - If You Could Be Able To Work One Spell Without A Wand What Would It Be?

I think the summoning spell Accio would be incredibly useful, but I think I need to have a Patronus more. I have a constant battle with anxiety, so to have a physical reminder of the good and light in my life would do immeasurable good. A Patronus can literally change and save a life, whether you believe it to be real or not. To me, the Patronus charm actually works and has pulled me out of the depths on a number of occasions.

Until next time fellow humans....

Day 25 - Nineteen Years Later, Are You Happy How It Turned Out, Or Do You Wish Something Was Different?

Stating the blatantly obvious, I wish that a number of the characters who died throughout the war (Tonks, Remus, Severus...) had survived and were around for the epilogue set 19 years in the future. But aside from that major sore spot, my biggest gripe is how corny, cliché and predictable the entire situation was. Of course Neville Longbottom ended up as Herbology Professor. Of course the golden trio married their respective partners, although a part of me will always hope that Hermione married Severus. I still cringe whenever I hear the names of Harry and Ginny's children; James, Albus Severus and Lily. So he named his daughter after his mother and his sons after the two men who loved her? And Albus Severus, really? That name is almost as ridiculous as Draco Malfoy naming his son Scorpius. But as much as I whine and complain about how the characters ended up, I'm also rather happy. They're happy, and that matters to me. The war was won and that means a lot, it allowed them all to move on with their lives. While I wish I could change some of the story to fit my own desires, I trust Jo. She created and breathed life into this world. If she is content with it, then so am I for the most part.

Until next time fellow humans....

Day 24 - Any Particular Scene You Wished Would Have Been Put In The Movies But It Wasn’t?

I've already written about my thoughts on this notion, so all I will say is that I wish the Remus and Tonks hospital wing scene from The Half Blood Prince was included in the film. Peruse my earlier entries if you'd like to see this explored more in depth.

Until next time fellow humans....

Day 23 - Any Part Of The Books/Movies That Make You Cry?

Let me start off by saying that I spent 95% of The Deathly Hallows Part 1 crying, and I anticipate being in the same state for 100% of Part 2. As soon as Remus and Tonks came on screen I burst into tears, and that was it for the remainder of the film, I was a mess. I hate knowing what's going to happen, that's why I cried. Because I looked at them and how happy they were but I knew that in under a year they would both be dead. And it hurt, knowing about it hurt.

The only novel I cried in was The Deathly Hallows, and I managed to hold it together until towards the end, I didn't even anticipate that I would cry. But then Harry saw the bodies of Remus and Tonks, and they were dead. And I felt like my world had collapsed around me. It was as if my two best friends had died right in front of my eyes. I started to sob uncontrollably and tried to persevere, I tried to keep reading, but I couldn't. I had to put the book down and try and control myself. It was nearing midnight and I was curled up in a ball at the top of my bed crying my heart out, literally hurting. There was a pain in my chest and I couldn't breathe, it sounds ludicrous but it's true. Eventually I was able to relax enough to continue reading and was by this point softly whimpering while tears streaked my face. But then things kept happening that launched me back over the edge. Snape's story was heart breaking, it formed a permanent Snape shaped space in my heart and brought tears to my eyes. Harry's death scene left me unaffected, but this encounter with James, Lily, Sirius and Remus shook me to my core. It took me another good while to recover from that scene. By the time I had finished the book I was an emotional mess. I had been hoping and praying that Remus and Tonks and Snape and Fred weren't really dead, that they would be brought back. That Teddy wasn't an orphan and that George wouldn't be alone. But that wasn't how it ended. They were dead, along with Sirius and Mad Eye and Dobby and Hedwig. My four favourite characters didn't survive the series, it still breaks my heart and I literally have tears streaming down my face as I write this. Finishing the The Deathly Hallows not only meant the end of a journey, but it meant the end of a battle, of a war. Every war has causalities, I just never expected a fictional one to affect me so. It breaks my heart and there is a lump in my throat and a pain in my chest. They fought by my side and they didn't make it, but I did. But what they fought for was real. They fought against oppression and prejudice and discrimination and hate. And I will keep fighting for them. And I won't forget, they've affected me too much for me to ever give up on them or the cause. So yes, the books have made me cry, but it runs so much deeper within me than you will ever realise.

Until next time fellow humans....

Day 22 - Harry Potter Or Twilight?

I don't think I should even justify this with an answer. I could mention the sexism, prejudice, racism and paedophilia present throughout the Twilight series. Not to mention the countless grammatical errors and no evidence of any editing. But I won't. I'll just say that I'm ashamed that the Harry Potter series has to share the same book shops as the Twilight series.

Until next time fellow humans....

Day 21 - Out Of All The Characters That Died, If You Could Bring One Back, Who Would It Be?

I wish I could bring Remus and Tonks back, but I can't bare to bring one back without the other. They made each others life, it would be terribly cruel to force one to live without the other. It hurts me to even think about it. At least in death they are both together. So for that reasoning, I'd bring back one of my other favourite characters, Severus Snape. I think that Severus deserves a proper chance at redemption and love, that's what I want for him. So for that reason, I'd choose to bring him back.

Until next time fellow humans....

Day 20 - If You Had To Meet One Member Of The Cast, Who Would It Be?

I would love to meet David Thewlis, simply because I have a huge crush on him and would probably faint if I ever actually met him. But on the other hand, I also really admire Natalia Tena. She is so similar to Tonks and she is also the lead singer of my favourite band, so I basically think that I would stand there and bask in her talent and sparkling personality. I've always been intrigued and admired Alan Rickman and Gary Oldman, they are both talented actors and charming in their own way. These films really do have the best talent in them, I think I will always be in awe of the calibre of talent that they hold. But all of that being said, I think my priority would be David Thewlis simply because I will convince him that we are meant to be together.

Until next time fellow humans....

Day 19 - Do You Prefer The Books Or The Films?

As an avid book lover, I'm definitely going to say that I prefer the books more than the films. But I do appreciate the films for what they are. I like the physicality of the films, I like being able to see certain characters in 'real life'. Many of the characters such as Severus Snape, Bellatrix Lestrange and Tonks were cast perfectly, so I love being able to look at these characters exactly how I imagined them in my mind. But there is something about holding a book in your hands, it just feels so real. The story is complete and you know that it's what the author envisioned and wanted. The films don't have that essence about them.

Until next time fellow humans....

Day 18 - Least Favourite Book

The Chamber of Secrets is by far my least favourite novel. I find it slow moving, dull and an attempt to capture the essence of The Philosopher's Stone. It is too introductory for the second novel in the series, it repeats a lot of information that has already been told. There are also several incredibly unlikeable characters introduced. The only chapters that I find myself thoroughly enjoying are the last few. But with all of that being said, it is still a great novel, just not as brilliant as the others in the series.

Until next time fellow humans....

Day 17 - Are You Excited About The Deathly Hallows Movie Or Scared It Won’t Do The Book Justice?

I'm excited but nervous at the same time. I'm terrified that some of my favourite scenes will be omitted, because that has seemed to happen to me in every film. I'm terrified of seeing the deaths of Remus and Tonks, I know it will push me well over my emotional breaking point. But at the same time I'm scared that their deaths won't be emphasised like they are in the novel, that it will be glossed over. Severus Snape's story is one of the most poignant moments in the entire series and if it is done poorly I really will get violent. So basically, I'm scared because Remus and Tonks have been sidelined so much in the earlier films, but they need to go out on a high note. All of their scenes must be included. The film must also include Severus' memories and his death, and the scene in the forest with Harry and his loved ones. This film brings an end of an era for me, it signifies the end of my childhood. I need it to be done properly, they owe it to us, to this story, to these amazingly real characters who have become a part of our lives forever.

Until next time fellow humans....

Day 16 - Favourite Professor

Aside from the fact that I have a hopeless crush on the man, I think Remus Lupin was one of the best teachers that Hogwarts has ever seen. He was approachable and caring and human. He understood his students and genuinely cared for them and their education. Because of his lycanthropy and the way he had been subject to discrimination his whole life, he was incredibly grateful for his teaching position. He didn't take it for granted and he put his student's well being above his own. It was stated by numerous characters throughout the series that Remus was their favourite Defence Against the Dark Arts professor. This is also reflected by Harry when he starts Dumbledore's Army. His teaching method is an obvious homage to Remus and how he conducted himself. Remus favoured a hands-on approach and armed his students with invaluable skills. It is from Remus that Harry learns how to cast the Patronus charm, a charm that saves many lives over the years. It is safe to say that had I been his student, I would have had a serious crush on this teacher.

Until next time fellow humans....

Day 15 - Who Would Be Your Best Friends At Hogwarts? (Three Only)

I would be best friends with Nymphadora Tonks above all. I believe that I have adequately expressed so far as to why I feel so strongly about her. We have so much in common, but we are different at the same time. I tend to drift towards friends who are slightly more outgoing than myself and Tonks fits that description.
After thinking about it, I've come to realise that I have a lot of friends who are very similar to Ron and Hermione. I'm attracted to the carefree and fun nature of Ron, I like his sense of humour and the way that he is able to see the light hearted side to situations. In a similar way, I like Hermione's serious side and the way that she supports her friends. They are both unfailingly loyal and I think that they would be amazing people to be friends with.

I can't really explain why I am friends with the people in my life or what attracts me to them. As I've expressed on numerous occasions, this world has become rather real to me, I've grown up with these people, especially Ron and Hermione. I grew up with them and did all that they did, I watched them through their awkward teenage phases. I saw their relationship blossom and I saw Ron break Hermione's heart. Meeting Tonks was like a light bulb moment for me, all of a sudden I felt this connection to a character. They're my friends, they've been there with me throughout my childhood and adolescence. They are forever an integral part of my life.

Until next time fellow humans....

Day 14 - Team Voldemort Or Team Harry?

Well considering I prefer life over death and am against murder, I would have to say that I'm Team Harry. I've never even considered being on the evil side, I don't understand how people can think it's cool or 'hardcore'. I much prefer light over darkness. Though that being said, I don't believe that the world is black and white. As Sirius Black said, the world is not split into good people and death eaters, we all have light and dark inside us. But when it comes down to it, Voldemort is the epitome of darkness, there is no light where he is concerned. Therefore, I am definitely Team Harry, because light, no matter how much it wavers, will always prevail.

Until next time fellow humans....

Day 13 - Least Favourite Movie

I despise The Goblet of Fire film adaptation. They left out so many of my favourite moments and downplayed so many great minor plot lines. There really isn't much to say except that they seemed to highlight the mediocre of the story and left it frightfully dull. Not to mention the fact that the entire male cast are awkward and in desperate need of a haircut. Many of the supporting characters were under used and some were completely cut. It made no sense to me. It is the only film that I was honestly incredibly disappointed with.

Until next time fellow humans....

Day 12 - Favourite Ship

Well just in case I haven't made this obvious enough over the last week or so, my favourite couple in the series are Nymphadora Tonks and Remus Lupin. I love the fact that Remus is older than Tonks, I've always been attracted to older men. I love the fact that Remus thinks that Tonks is too good for him, that he is so selfless when dealing with her. I love the fact that Tonks sees past the fact that he's a werewolf and has virtually no money and loves him anyway. I love that not being with him affects Tonks in such an extreme way, she is unable to morph her appearance and her patronus changes to a werewolf. I love the fact that Tonks is persistent and doesn't give up, that you can tell she loves him with all that she has. I love it when Remus finally realises that they are meant to be happy together and her hair goes back to pink. I love that they get married and are so happy. I love that Tonks gets pregnant and gives birth to Teddy. I love that although Remus initially has misgivings about the pregnancy, that he figures himself out in the end. I love that they are such a happy and perfect family. And I hate with my whole being the fact that they were both killed in The Battle at Hogwarts. It hurts me so much that I'm sitting here crying. Tonks and Remus will forever be not only my favourite couple, but the one that reaffirmed my belief in love, no matter the obstacles.

Until next time fellow humans....

Day 11 - What Character Would You Say You Are Most Like?

I don't believe that I am exactly like one character in particular, nobody is an exact clone of anyone else, even if they are fictional. The two characters that I have identified with most over the years are Nymphadora Tonks and Luna Lovegood. I also think that I have traits that belong to other characters as well. Like Remus Lupin, I have the tendency to underestimate myself. I'm often surprised that people actually want to associate with me, I don't believe myself to be very tolerable or likeable. So because of that, I think I cling to those who mean the most to me and I put up with their flaws because I'm just so grateful to have them around. I have a great dislike for people in general and socialising, much like Severus Snape. I find them to be insufferable and I find it a lot easier to be alone sometimes. I often hide behind my humour like Ron Weasley, I use it to diffuse situations and take away any tension. I despise awkward silences and my sarcasm and wit comes into play. Lastly, Hermione Granger and I share our logical minds. We both have the ability to look past minute detail and think about situations and problems from a logical point of view.

As soon as she was introduced I knew that I'd found a resemblance in Tonks. She was different, she liked to stand out from the crowd. Attending the high school that I did prevented me from expressing myself through my physical appearance, so I had to find other ways. I would often wear necklaces on long chains that could be hidden beneath my blouse, and anklets that could be tucked into my socks. I would also wear bracelets that could either be hidden under my jump and blazer in the winter months or could be easily missed when sitting next to my watch. I also took guilty pleasure in wearing brightly coloured and interesting underwear, knowing that I was the only one who would see it. I'm a strong believer that your mood affects your appearance, which is shown through Tonks and her Metamorphmagus abilities. My hair has been dyed so many different colours and has been countless lengths. I had a regrettable experience with a member of the opposite gender and in response I cut my hair, I took about 20cm of it myself late one night. When I feel like shit and just want to feel sorry for myself, my hair goes unwashed and remains flat. My jewellery all holds important meaning for me, I dislike wearing it for superficial purposes.

I consider myself an open minded and accepting person. I try not to judge people by their looks or by word of mouth. I like to think that that is a trait that Tonks and I have in common. We both give people a chance, we don't jump to conclusions and we form our own opinions, we don't let others do that for us. We both also wish that people would give us more credit and respect and not patronise us due to our age. We both have exquisite taste in men and prefer them to be older.

Luna is weird and artistic, much like me. She enjoys making her own creations and is often lost in her own world. She doesn't let the beliefs or interests of others change hers. She knows what she believes and what matters to her, and while she respects others for theirs, she knows what matters to her. She is also thought to be odd and different because of how she dresses, something that frequently happens to me. She is also smart and intellectual, but not traditionally. Luna and I have quite a lot in common.

Until next time fellow humans....

Day 10 - Horcruxes or Hallows?

Does this even need to be asked? Of course I prefer the Hallows to the horcruxes! Horcruxes are a symbol of complete death and destruction, quite possibly the lowest that a human being can be. Tearing apart ones' soul through murder is so incredibly inhumane and monstrous, I can't even fathom it. They are the most pure form of evil, complete hatred and lack of remorse. The Deathly Hallows on the other hand have a different relationship with death. They symbolise being a true master of death. Not hiding away from it like a coward whilst trying to maintain power, and not desperately grasping at loved ones who are beyond the grave. A true master of death is one who accepts that this world is temporary, who knows that their time is limited and will willingly meet death. It is not giving up, it is leaving this world with their head held high, an equal with death.

Until next time fellow humans....

Day 09 - Least Favourite Male Character And Why

In contrast to my severe hate for Umbridge, there is no male character that I despise quite as much. I'll admit that during The Chamber of Secrets I found Gilderoy Lockhart insufferable, but I found that whole novel rather dull. I also must add that I despise and loath Dolohov because it was he who killed Remus Lupin, and that makes me so incredibly mad. But as he has no real part in the story, my feelings for him stop there. Lockhart is a selfish and pompous ass, something I cannot tolerate. There is nothing remotely endearing about him and he spends the whole novel trying to become close with Harry. I have no philosophical reasons for disliking him, he is simply impossible to tolerate.

Until next time fellow humans....

Day 08 - What Do You Think Would Be Your Favourite Lesson?

I've always been obsessed with the idea of Transfiguration. I think it would be absolutely amazing to be able to become an animagus and transform into an animal. Plus, being able to transform something into something completely different is a mind blowing concept. While I think that all of the subjects are interesting in their own right, Transfiguration appeals to me most. Charms would be very interesting too, considering that would be where the majority of spells are taught. Defence Against the Dark Arts is appealing depending on the teacher, I would have loved it under Remus Lupin. Learning to cast a patronus and about Boggarts and the like is rather exciting too. But overall, I think that Transfiguration would be my favourite.

Until next time fellow humans....

Day 07 - Favourite Female Character And Why?

In case my earlier posts haven't given it away, my favourite female character is Nymphadora Tonks. As soon as she was introduced in the fifth book I fell in love, not romantically, but with her as a person. Straight away I knew that she was the type of person that I wanted as a best friend. She was different, she wore funny clothes and had odd coloured hair. She was clumsy and awkward but was completely endearing. I saw part of myself reflected in her, in her willingness to stand out from the crowd and be different. In her determination not to be a carbon copy of those around her. She's an unfailingly loyal friend and always puts others before her, there was nothing about her I disliked.

As the books progressed, I became more and more attached to her. I was overjoyed when she expressed her love for Remus and they became a couple. I never expected it to happen, my two favourite characters were all of a sudden together. But at the same time it instantly made perfect sense. Then they got married and reproduced, my life was amazing. I love Tonks for her ability to see past the bad in a situation and to keep on smiling. I love that she loves people, that she doesn't judge them before she gets to know them. I love that she loves and recognises that Remus is the absolutely amazing man that he is. I love that she doesn't care that he's poor or older or a werewolf.

When I read that she had died, my heart broke. I couldn't breathe, it physically hurt. It felt as if my best friend had died. This woman who had been this role model to me during my adolescence was dead. It hurt, and it still does. I may sound crazy, but she was an inspiration to me. She taught me more than most of the people in my life have. She was so young, too young to be ripped out of the world. I know that this paragraph doesn't make much sense, but that is because I have literally started to cry. I needed to do something after her death, I needed to do a tribute to her in some way. So I did the best that I could, I got her name printed on the back of my year 10 jersey. She still encourages me and inspires me, she's affected me too much not to. I feel sorry for those people who haven't grown up in this world, I feel as if they've missed some amazing role models during their childhood and adolescence. Tonks is a really special character and she helped me grow up, and that's the honest truth.

Until next time fellow humans....

Day 06 - What House Would You Want To Be In?

This question is phrased incorrectly, I don't need to worry about what house I would be in, or want to be in, I know what house I am in. I'm a proud Ravenclaw, though it took me a while to accept this fact. I think that when initially reading the books, especially as a small child, many people mistakenly think that because Gryffindor is the house that holds the majority of protagonists, that it is the only house worth being a part of. But of course this is incorrect. As I got older I came to accept my nature as a Ravenclaw and I really do think that it is the perfect house for me.

The members of Ravenclaw are characterised by their intelligence and cleverness, and while this does mean academically, there is also an importance of wit for the members. The house colours are blue and bronze (blue and silver in the films), and the symbol is an eagle (a raven in the films). It also corresponds roughly with the element of air. Ravenclaws tend to be academically motivated and talented, and they prize knowledge. Many students from Ravenclaw stayed and fought in the Battle of Hogwarts and were supporters of Harry Potter. They also don't have much rivalry with the other houses, but are closely aligned with Hufflepuff. By saying this, I don't mean to imply that I am incredibly gifted in these fields or that I'm painfully smart, because I'm not. I do think that I prize knowledge and learning and that I am a witty person. I simply fit in Ravenclaw. Wit beyond measure is man's greatest treasure.

Until next time fellow humans....

Day 05 - Favourite Male Character And Why


In case I’ve been too subtle, my favourite character is Remus John Lupin. Not only am I completely infatuated by his personality and mind, but also by David Thewlis’ portrayal of him in the films. Remus is completely unselfish and loving, he puts the needs of others before his at all times, even if it causes both parties pain. The way that he conducts his relationship with Tonks is at times filled with angst, but you cannot deny the love that he feels for her. He truly believes that regardless of whether Tonks loves him or not, she deserves someone with more money and who is younger. He also does not want her to come into contact with the werewolf side of him; he is terrified of hurting her. As commendable and endearing as this is, it is also immensely frustrating because it is painfully obvious how much Tonks loves him, she doesn’t care that he’s a werewolf, she loves him with every part of her. Remus eventually agrees to give into his feelings for her and they marry, only for their lives to be flipped when she discovers that she is pregnant.

There is an awful confrontation between Harry and Remus during the 7th novel when Remus has left Tonks because he is scared of the repercussions of her pregnancy. He is unsure whether the baby will be affected by his lycanthropy and believes that they will be better off without him. Harry confronts Remus, tells him that he is a coward and is able to bring him to his senses. Remus is blinded by his protective nature, he is so used to people avoiding him that he finds it mind blowing that someone would willingly spend the rest of their life with him. But underneath his lack of self confidence is an incredibly strong and powerful man.

Remus takes on a fathering role to Harry throughout the novels, not only teaching him about his parents, but also becoming a mentor to him and helps him face a personal obstacle. Remus teaches Harry to defeat Dementors, a spell that saves his life countless times throughout the series. The spell he teaches him is expecto patronum; it produces the patronus charm which takes the form of an animal that is unique to each character. Many of my friends, who are as absorbed in this world as I am and myself know what our patronus would be. A patronus is a symbol of strength and courage, it protects you from the Dementors, and it is essentially a guardian against all things negative. My patronus would be a unicorn, and to as a constant reminder of this, I wear a unicorn charm around my neck. There have been many instances where I have been incredibly scared and found myself muttering “expecto patronum” under my breath. Remus Lupin not only taught Harry to defeat his demons, but he taught me too. A patronus is conjured by focussing on pleasant and positive memories, and it works.

Whenever I need a lift I whisper the incantation and remember special moments. Remus Lupin is my favourite male character not only because he is charming and lovely and endearing, but because he is strong and courageous and self sacrificing. He taught me that you should never judge a book by its cover and that pleasant surprises usually lie beneath the surface. He taught me to be strong when things seemed grim. He taught me to smile and focus on happiness even in the darkest of times. He taught me that everyone deserves love and affection, nobody is immune or below love. Along with other characters, Remus Lupin helped to teach and raise me. His character died too soon, I love him, I truly do. Part of me physically hurt when he died, he means that much to me.

Until next time fellow humans....

Day 04 - Least Favourite Female Character And Why

Part of me desperately wants to say that Bellatrix Lestrange is my least favourite female character because she is responsible for the death of my favourite female character. I do strongly dislike her because I feel like she won, she finally beat Tonks. Tonks was an amazing auror and should have beat her, she should have. And I hate the fact that she beat her, it physically pains me. As much as I wish I hated her most, I just don't. I hate Delores Umbridge. Hate her! She is a human being incapable of any human emotions. She is the embodiment of complete prejudice and hate, and I hate that. She is so unbelievably unliveable, she makes me want to stab the pages of the book.

Until next time fellow humans....

Day 03 - Is There Any Of The Films Adaptations That Have Made You Angry Because They’ve ignored Important Parts Of The Book?

My favourite scene in the entire series occurs towards the end of The Half Blood Prince. It shows Tonks confronting Remus Lupin over their feelings for each other and why he keeps pushing her away. Tonks is shown to be withdrawn and emotional across the whole book and this is when we finally realise why. Remus and Tonks are in love, but he refuses her because he believes that he is too old, too poor and too dangerous for her. But Tonks is adamant that she doesn't care, she loves him and wants to be with him. This beautiful scene brings together two characters who were independently my favourites and quickly became my favourite couple. At first glance they appear to be ill matched, polar opposites with nothing in common. But the more you read the novels and study their characters, the more perfect they become. They are both exceptionally unique within society for reasons outside their control. Tonks has the inspiring ability to look past someone's cover and see what they truly are.

This scene wasn't included in the film adaptation and that made me unbelievably angry and sad. These two characters both drew the short straw in the films, they received minimal screen time and that upsets me. Their love is so beautiful and so inspiring, it has made me rethink they way I approach the notion of love. Their relationship was not done justice, it was cruelly skated around and only hinted upon, nothing deeper is shown. As agonising as it is to see the way that Remus' absence tears at Tonks, it is also beautiful to see how deeply she cares for him. It affects her right down to her core. When other adolescents were trying to be like Edward and Bella, I was trying to be like Remus and Tonks. To love those who think they are undeserving, to love the unlovable. To give without expecting anything in return. To value their safety and life over your own. But most importantly, to know that life is to damn short, and love is far too important to be pushed to the side. That is why I will never be happy that this scene, and the majority of their story was left out of the films.

Until next time fellow humans....

Day 02 - Your Favourite Movie

I don't honestly have a favourite Harry Potter film. I really dislike the adaptation of The Goblet of Fire, but apart from that I'm really fond of the other films.
I really love The Philosopher's Stone because it has that original magical feel attached to it. Every time I watch it I'm instantly transported back to when I first entered the Harry Potter universe. For me it still holds that enchanting quality, I still open my mouth in awe when Harry steps into Diagon Alley and when the boats arrive at Hogwarts. Whenever I watch that film, it always feels like the first time.

I've always loved The Chamber of Secrets film, which is odd because it is my least favourite novel. I love how true to the book it is, even if some quality scenes were excluded. I love how you can see the beginning of a spark between Ron and Hermione and that you are introduced to some incredibly crucial plot devices. I love how all of a sudden the characters are older, it was like they all jumped into puberty. I love how infuriating Gilderoy Lockhart is, I love that they kept him true to the book. The notion of a secret chamber always creeped me out, so I love that that idea is equally as creepy in the film.

As already stated, The Prisoner of Azkaban is my favourite novel, and the film did not disappoint. I love the casting of David Thewlis and Gary Oldman as Remus Lupin and Sirius Black, they are both perfect in their roles. The film sticks very true to the novel and again shows the blossoming relationship between Ron and Hermione. While there were several plot points that I wish they'd explored deeper, I think they did an absolutely fabulous job of showcasing the main ideas of the novel. Remus Lupin is portrayed perfectly as the selfless, amazing man that he is. You can also see the way that Remus and Sirius not only cared deeply for Harry's parents, but also for Harry himself. The Marauder spirit is shown beautifully in this film.

The Order of the Phoenix is another excellent portrayal for several reasons. I love this story because we are reintroduced to Remus Lupin and we meet Nymphadora Tonks, my two favourite characters. I love Tonks' friendly spirit and the fact that she doesn't let people get her down. I also love the way that she stands out from the crowd, she doesn't want to blend in, she enjoys being different. The casting of Imelda Staunton as Delores Umbridge was absolutely perfect. She is as pink and evil and toad-like as she is in the novel. While this film does fail to include all of the novel, I still think it does a good job of doing it justice.

It may be an unpopular opinion, but I love the film adaptation of The Half Blood Prince. I know that it leaves out a significant part of the story and changes quite a bit, but I simply love it as a standalone film. While my favourite scene involving Remus and Tonks is omitted, they still find a heart warming way to include them. I also find it ridiculously hilarious, I spend a good majority of the film laughing. The scene at Aragog's funeral may be my favourite out of the whole series. And again, I love how Ron and Hermione's possible relationship is portrayed.

The Deathly Hallows Part 1 turned me into an emotional wreck. I always knew that I would cry, but I didn't think I would cry just by simply seeing a character who will die, or by reflections on Harry's past. As soon as Remus and Tonks entered and she referred to him as her husband, I completely fell apart and spent the rest of the film alternating between a whimpering sod and a blubbering child. While it wasn't perfect, it was very close. Though, as much as I liked it, it is far too emotionally charged for it to be my favourite.

I know that Part 2 will be done well, but I also know that it will never be my favourite. The fact that my two favourite characters die has imprinted in me the fact that I will never fully enjoy the last novel or film completely. It also slightly feels like the end, but I know it's not. It's the end of the films being made, that's it. Harry Potter is not and will never be over.

Until next time fellow humans....

Today begins the first day in my Harry Potter challenge of sorts. Each post will attempt to express just how much this universe has influenced, built and changed my life. I hope that giving you an insight into this passion of mine will give you an insight into me

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Day 01 - Your Favourite Book

My favourite book in the Harry Potter series is The Prisoner of Azkaban, which is number three. This one has always been my favourite, ever since I read it. I'm not entirely sure what attracted me to it as a 9 year old, but as I've gotten older I've come to understand why I adore it so much. This novel introduces the character of Remus Lupin, my favourite male character and literary crush. Lupin is a man who has known suffering in his life and was dealt a particularly rough hand, but he has not let it break him. He is an unfailingly loyal and generous friend and a hard worker. He is completely unselfish and because of his tough life he knows how blessed he is to have others in his life. He is a testament that you can't judge anyone by their outward appearance or shabby clothes, there is always more to people than meets the eye. He is also extremely sweet and caring and knows how important chocolate is.

The entire plot line of this novel is enjoyable, from the new character of Remus Lupin, to Gryffindor's victory in the Quidditch Cup. There are also several heart warming moments in which Harry discovers more about his parents and their past. He meets his parent's two best friends and in turn is given two fantastic and loving role models.

I love the idea of the Marauders. This generational old love has always really inspired me. I love the fact that James and Sirius (and also Peter) cared enough for Remus to break the law, that him being a werewolf didn't affect their friendship at all. It's the type of friendship that inspires me and that I want to have.

By saying that this novel is my favourite one out of the series, I am actually saying that it is my favourite novel overall. Ever. That may be a big claim to make, but it is the truth. This novel shows the the strength and importance of friendship, it also impresses the significance of forgiveness. I can't imagine the series without this instalment, it would not be.

Until next time fellow humans....

As the new years looms, I find myself again overwhelmed by the challenges faced in this new phase. This year has been difficult, I'm not going to lie. I've had to cope with the harsh reality that life after high school is different. It's difficult and people change and you never see some of them again and it can suck. I've been hurt by the one person I trusted never to hurt me, and I doubt that our relationship will ever recover. I've been challenged over and over again with the fact that I am apparently horribly antisocial and the reason my social circle is so small is because I don't attend enough parties. Well to that theory I say a very loving "piss off". I happen to have some amazing people within my life, and just because I choose not to socialise with them all at the same moment does not diminish their importance to me. I still do in fact see some people from high school quite regularly, and for that I am eternally grateful. I have friends from other facets of my life, such as various churches I've attended or family friends. They have been some of the biggest influences in my life and still are, I'd be nothing without them. I've also been blessed to have met some amazing souls at university. They are all phenomenal in their own right, but one in particular has been so encouraging and inspirational, she has helped keep me writing.

But the people who have been such a blessing on my life, who at times have held me together, are those who I never expected. I don't expect anybody to understand or be able to relate to this experience, but through tumblr I have met the most amazing humans from across the globe. I feel so blessed to be able to go to these individuals for support, they have at times held me together.

So as I enter the new year, I'm going to march on forwards and not let anyone stop me. I'm not going to make pathetic resolutions that I know I won't keep. I'm going to live my life and I'll be damned if I let anyone pull me down. I may not be the most social, but it is going to be year, just watch me.

Until next year fellow humans....

Christmas means a lot of different things to a lot of different people. It's celebrated across the globe through countless traditions by a range of cultures. Some celebrate the birth of a saviour, others take advantage of the material treasures they receive. Universally, Christmas seems to be a time for individuals to reflect on their lives. They remember the happy times and reflect on those difficult ones. Family and friends always come into focus as love is expressed not only through the giving of presents, but also by carefully chosen words and strategic physical manoeuvres. Many of us reflect on those who are battling demons and hardships as the selfless nature of humans is expressed. I for one feel that all of the aforementioned characteristics are what make Christmas truly what is. But there is one more element that I have always felt binds it together. The thread that holds this entire extravagance together is magic.

I'm not referring to enchanted woods and fairies and wizards when I say magic. I mean the belief that the world truly is a beautiful, magical place. I don't believe that unicorns exist, but at the same time I do. What do I have to lose by, in the back of my mind, hoping that there is indeed an undiscovered breed hiding deep with a rainforest? I'm not naive, I don't sit in my room waiting for my Hogwarts letter, test my wardrobe for Narnia or climb a tree looking to meet Moonface. But I think that this world is a magical place.

Venture into the city this time of year and stand in front of the David Jones windows. Watch the lighting of the Martin Place Christmas Tree. Watch Carols by Candlelight as an entire nation sings Living on a Prayer along with a girl who is vision impaired. The look on a small child's face as they open that present and it's exactly what they wanted is magical. Holding a parcel in your hands and discovering it's the most thoughtful gift from someone who has taken the time to get to know you feels magical. Laughing in a room full of those you love until you can barely breathe is one of the most magical moments that life can give you.

So on this day of love and peace and hope and salvation, I challenge you to live life magically. Don't be afraid to hope for the near impossible. Secretly believe that fairies live in your garden and that the rainforests of Brazil are home to a family of unicorns. This world is far too beautiful and enchanted for it not to be appreciated in that way. You have to believe in the magic of this world, or you'll never see it. So I say, throw caution to the wind. Allow yourself to every now and then check that Narnia hasn't appeared. Climb that tree until you're hanging on my a branch and still think that the Faraway Tree will be back soon. Know that saying expecto patronum to yourself really will make your fears disappear and that chocolate can heal most calamities. When it all seems like too much, take comfort in the fact that you know this world to be a truly magical place.

Until next time fellow humans....

I love receiving compliments, but who doesn't? There are compliments that you receive that make you feel happy, that make you smile, or that can completely brighten your day. Sometimes hearing from a close friend or family member that you're a great person is lovely, but sometimes it can fall on deaf years. Whereas being told by someone relatively unfamiliar or that 'special someone' that you're great can make you feel like you can fly. People are great, and they can be truly lovely. I love my friends and family and I truly do cherish all of the completely awe-inspiring things that I've heard from them over the years. But to hear from a complete stranger that the way you dress is fantastic and they wish they looked liked you, somehow that can sometimes mean so much more.

It is often said that to be trusted by someone is a far greater compliment than to be loved by them. I've often struggled with this idea and have changed my mind on it countless times. In my definition of love, trust and love are one and the same. They exist together, you can't separate them. Now I know that we are supposed to 'love everyone', but that's not what I'm talking about. I have friends who are lovely people, and I have a great time with them, but I can't trust them. I still love them in that dull platonic way, but there is no deeper connection there. The relationship is shallow, it's a rock pool friendship. But when you trust someone and you just know that they have your back, that they'll catch you, you can't help but love them. All of a sudden this relationship has dived below the surface. It still may be platonic, but it's more than that. Which is why, if I trust someone, it's really a testament as to how much I love them. I don't trust people easily, but some people really make it worth it.

For me, the compliments that really get my heart racing and put a smile on my face, are those about my writing or my blog. You see, when I write, I am more honest than I ever am in a conversation. Words form so easily in my head and flow out of my fingers. But most of the time the words get lost in translation between my brain and mouth and I end up talking complete nonsense. So when someone tells me how much they enjoy what I write, what it really means to me, is that they really like the real me. They like who I am when I'm not hiding behind smoke and mirrors. They like the way I work, the way my mind ticks. It means more to me than anyone could ever possibly know. This brings me to that fantastic Wordsworth quote; 'fill your paper with the breathings of your heart'. I hope that I'm able to successfully achieve this, that I'm able to do something with this somewhat bizarre talent.

Until next time fellow humans....

Alas, I find myself in that awkward position yet again of having to justify why I haven't written in over a month. This time, I have no valid reason. I've simply been doing other things and procrastinating, saying to myself "I'll do one tomorrow". It's silly that I've felt like writing is a chore, because writing is the one thing that truly makes me feel alive and good about myself. So my logic is, why write if I don't want to? But that logic is flawed because once I start, I find it difficult to stop. It was Ernest Hemingway who once said (and this is a favourite quote of mine), "There is nothing to writing. All you do is sit down at a typewriter and bleed." That quote is painfully and beautifully true. William Wordsworth also had an amazing quote, "fill your paper with the breathings of your heart". I think I may need to permanently tattoo these quotes onto my person for motivation when I feel like an illiterate dunce.

The one thing that I have been wanting to write about, especially lately, is the impact that the world of Harry Potter has had on my life. There aren't many people in my physical life who understand me when I say that it changed my life. Most of them look at me like my nose has all of a sudden turned into a snout, or my head has fallen off. And while I don't feel like I need to justify my love of anything in my life, I would like to try my hand at putting into words just how important this book series has become to me. Initially I toyed with the idea of writing one long post and trying to cram everything into it. But then I had a stroke of brilliance in the early hours of Monday morning. Come January, I will do yet another 30 day challenge, except Harry Potter themed. That way, I will be free to discuss a range of topics without having to condense any information. I hope that this will give you somewhat of an insight into one of the most important areas of my life.

Until next time fellow humans....

1) I loved you, I really did. I would have done anything for you if you'd asked me. But you never did. I thought you were perfect, and three years on and I still can't find any faults in you. I hope you're happy, I hope you found someone to make you happy. Because you made me so indescribably happy.

2) I hope you're happy with the decisions that you've made and the people you've pushed away. After everything we went through, I thought you knew me better than all of that. Obviously not. You hurt me a lot, but I don't hate you. I don't trust you and I want nothing to do with you, but I don't hate you.

3) You are quite possibly one of the greatest human beings that I have ever known. Ever since I first laid eyes on you I knew you were different. And I was right. There's something about you that draws me to you, you're magnetic. You make me lose my breath whenever you're around. And I listen to everything you say, but then I realise I'm not paying attention because I'm too busy trying not to smile.

4) When I first met you I never would have expected that we would end up where we are. You are not what I expected, but you're amazing all the same. If someone had asked me to describe my ideal person, you would not have been even close to it. But there is something happening, and I like it. Part of me wants to pursue it, but part of me is scared. But I think you're worth it.

5) Our friendship has changed over the years, and that makes me sad. But I'm not mad at you, and I don't despise you. You were there for me during some incredibly crucial years, you held me together. If I hadn't had you, I don't know where I would have been. I will be forever grateful for everything you've done for me. You saved my life.

6) I miss you, and I hate some of the decisions you've made. It sounds crazy and selfish but I've always felt like we had a special bond. Whenever I felt stupid or like the world was against me, you never were. We've always just understood each other and I hate that you leaving will change that. I feel like you're abandoning me, I know you're not, but I can't help but think that.

7) I can't stop hurting from what you did, not just to me but to everyone. I know you think it was justified, but I think you've got rocks in your head. You were always there for me, always. And then you just left. Did you think I wouldn't care? Did you think I wouldn't miss you like crazy? I look back on everything I have of you and I get so mad and so hurt, so I can't do it any more. I prayed every night for two years that you would realise your mistake, but you never did.

8) You were always the one who clung desperately to our friendship and demanded we remain in contact. Don't get me wrong, I love you dearly and I wanted the same thing, but you were so forceful. But then you met others and seemed to forget. I'm glad you're happy, and I'm not mad. I just find it strange how easily you moved on from us.

9) Don't cling to me! I hate it when people cling to me and don't give me space. I love you and I want to spend time with you. But if you continue to cling to me I'm just going to push you away.

10) Thanks for your lack of support and back up when I needed it the most. It's nice to know that you can happily change your stance when I'm not around.

Until next time fellow humans....

So I came to the realisation today that not only have I been absent from my writing, but I completely bypassed this blog's first birthday. I could use this opportunity to write bitter sweet sentiments about how much I've changed in the last year. Or I could talk about how much I love to write and how much university has inspired me in that area. Or I could simply do what I usually do, talk about my current life situation as I try to make sense of it all.
To put it bluntly, these past two weeks have been complete and utter shit. If you were to ask me what I struggled with I would say "getting out of bed each morning". I was a living and breathing ghost of myself. Every movement was hard, having the energy to stumble out of bed and not fall flat on my face was hard. It was two weeks worth of those days where all you want to do is curl up under your blanket with the light turned off and forget about the world. I had two assignments due over these last two weeks and part of me really didn't give a shit if I did them or not. The only thing that motivated me to do them was that I dreaded the idea of failing and having to repeat the unit next year. It's very unusual that I have such a bad time, and for such an extended period. I'm not normally a highly depressive person, but lately things have been out of my control.
I'm not used to not having any control over my emotions or my physical body. I wanted to be able to crawl out from under my blanket, leave my room, put clothes on and act like a human. I wanted to be able to eat, but my body wasn't hungry, still isn't. I must have cut back on my food intake by about 50%. There were times when I wanted to stuff my face, but I just couldn't. I wanted to live normally. I would try, but then I would collapse back onto the bed because it was all just too damn hard. Being alive and existing was just to damn hard.
I don't know what I'm meant to learn from this because I'm still struggling. I still feel rather helpless as I deal with everything in my world, but it's getting better. I'm learning to deal with my helplessness. I can cope better, but I'm on a continual learning curve. I'm on a journey that I've only just begun, and I'm beginning to realise that the end wasn't as close to the beginning as I first thought. At first I wanted to do it alone, it somehow made more sense in all this madness. But that was silly. I don't like having to depend heavily on people, but having someone to hold my hand when I need it is nice. I don't really have a resolution except to say, watch this space.

Until next time fellow humans....

It's amazing how one simple word, sentence or conversation can completely alter the direction and mood of your day. I don't really have anything to add to that thought, except that today was like that. Today started out as satisfactory, then become enjoyable, then sky rocketed and became phenomenal. I talk to them, and everything is better. Nobody has ever effected me like that before.

Until next time fellow humans....

Why do I constantly feel that over these last few months I've been justifying myself to just about everyone in my life? Every body seems to want to know why I do and say everything, nobody is content to let me live my own life. I don't care if you don't think that homosexuality is "Christian", I strongly disagree and you honestly won't sway my opinion, so don't bother trying. I just hate that people are so set in their ways, that as soon as I make a move away from what they agree with, they automatically assume I'm either;
a) No longer a Christian
b) A terrible influence on the people around me
c) That I can't handle my own life and must need their guidance because they are so much wiser than me (sense the sarcasm)
d) All of the above
It's funny how people insist on trying to save me, when I'm not drowning. In fact, I'm not even halfway submerged. There's no one here to save.

Until next time fellow humans....

I've been thinking a lot lately about the idea of hard work and striving towards what you want. I recently received an assignment back for Introduction to Journalism that I worked my ass off to ensure that it was the best I could produce. I have honestly never worked so hard on a university assignment to date. I followed every part of the criteria to the tee, I wrote it days before it was due and continued to edit it, I found source after source, I did so much. As confident as I was in my assignment, I didn't want to 'count my chickens before they hatched', I didn't want to automatically assume that it was as fantastic as I believed it to be. But it turns out that it was all that I thought it was, I received a distinction and a mark of 82%. As I discussed it in detail with my tutor, one thing that she said to me as she smiled and looked me in the eyes was "I know that you're working so hard and it's wonderful that I'm able to reward it".

So later I got to thinking about the significance of hard work and what it means in our lives. The reason that I worked hard on this particular assignment, apart from the fact that I enjoy succeeding, is this is what I want to do. I want to be a journalist, so doing exceptionally well in my journalism subjects is incredibly important for me. So it makes sense to say that I work hard because I'm desperately trying to achieve my goal, my dream. I guess this is why I find it so hard to understand it when people seem to be motivation-less, when they screw around with their time and don't appear to want to do anything except get trashed.

Life without determination and without hard work seems to me to be rather pointless. If we don't have something that we want, if we only live in the moment then it seems that we're missing something big. Living in the present and without regrets is one thing, but taking those steps towards that goal makes the success even that much sweeter.

Until next time fellow humans....

eleanor, a 20 year old Australian. I'm introverted, socially awkward, a bit of a wallflower and prefer the company of books. I write and live in a fantasy land. I believe in love in all its forms. Harry Potter changed my life. My patronus is a unicorn.

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