Off to Sukhothai for the weekend!

Hope it’ll be enjoyable or at least educational …… :}

ghost plots

It’s been almost two months since the opening of pottermore to public, 
presumably a month since I last enter pottermore; but since school’s over, I can now read through writings from JK Rowling all day long. Although it is boring after the first tries, I am having a lot of fun, more than I can say for school. 

This was me, being very excited about pottermore, screenshotting my first sight to my username. Add me if you want :)
and so I clicked clicked and cliked, swiftly trying to get to sorting hat, not very much of a fan haha, can’t help it I was supposed to be working on final project :P. So here I am after a few clicks and search for hidden items, skills coming from neopets hidden nps games (by hovering everything on the page)


Here’s my wand at Ollivanders, after reading pottermore description, couldn’t be any happier with my choice! Except for the length, was meaning to lie when it asked about my height lol glad i didn’t. 10 in is fine for me but it looks pretty ugly up there.

Descriptions:
Phoenix- This is the rarest core type. Phoenix feathers are capable of the greatest range of magic, though they may take longer than either unicorn or dragon cores to reveal this. They show the most initiative, sometimes acting of their own accord, a quality that many witches and wizards dislike.

Phoenix feather wands are always the pickiest when it comes to potential owners, for the creature from which they are taken is one of the most independent and detached in the world. These wands are the hardest to tame and to personalise, and their allegiance is usually hard won. 

Aspen - Wand-quality aspen wood is white and fine-grained, and highly prized by all wand-makers for its stylish resemblance to ivory and its usually outstanding charmwork. The proper owner of the aspen wand is often an accomplished duellist, or destined to be so, for the aspen wand is one of those particularly suited to martial magic. An infamous and secretive eighteenth-century duelling club, which called itself The Silver Spears, was reputed to admit only those who owned aspen wands. In my experience, aspen wand owners are generally strong-minded and determined, more likely than most to be attracted by quests and new orders; this is a wand for revolutionaries.
I was pretty surprised, yet somewhat happy I got Ravenclaw. Thought I’d be in hufflepuff, but no. Now that I read over the house welcoming I’m glad it got me to Ravenclaw. Pretty much because ”The arched windows set into the walls of our circular common room look down at the school grounds: the lake, the Forbidden Forest, the Quidditch pitch and the Herbology gardens. No other house in the school has such stunning views.” Perfect. and it’s blue like sky and the air. relaxation really :} “Ravenclaw….some might even call them eccentrics.” Like this :P

Looking forward to patronus quiz, quidditch matchess, other quizesss or something fun :} hehe & Thanks to @inklingintueri for announcing it, or else I wouldn’t know about its opening.
Yay pottermore :)

oooh oooh oooh write me write me :3 LOLฃ

hahaha okk sure!! 
im excited :DD

Funny I’ve turned myself into a Carnivore.

Until now, I still have no idea why i became so scared of them, but it has always been this way since childhood. I’m guessing it has to do with a trip to chiangmai when i was young. We went on a van with my family’s friends, and they were eating ด้วง or something like fried worms. I didn’t like it and they kept pushing it up my face. You know how people react when people shove something up your face, you usually move yourself backward. I guess that’s one reason why. We also went to this tourist attraction place with a bridge full of those creatures, and it’s not only a couple of them. But it’s like having a collection of species in a museum. There were far more than I can count. Horrible having someone teasing and taunting you to walk through it. I supposed that’s what happened to me, and yes my brother too. We became terrified of them, it’s worse for me though. 

I’ve been alright with them now, if it just didn’t happened that I kept on encountering them. What’s with this fate really this past few months; neither of them all were easily to forget too. It first started during a royal-welcoming ceremony at our university for the prince, and I was one of the people paying my respect to him. Fortunately, I did not meet this bright green worm when he was there. Luckily he was inside the building while I was outside, but it was still improper when a lot of his followers and guards were there, just a few meters away. It just so happened that this green thing decided to rest on my shirt sleeve. Why of all fifty something people there did it choose me? and I was scared of course, I screamed of course. I did not dare touch it of course. so I was partly dancing around trying to get someone to rid it off my sleeve. Oh so improper it was for me under the vision of highly respected people, and myself as one representative of the school haha. So improper that those high school band members were so perfectly standing while awaiting his return, and this person who was supposedly higher education, dance around. It was funny anyhow. I was dancing wall blocked from the prince.

After a week from that day, a friend and I was walking to the parking lot to get materials for our Cons Tech project. Along the way, another lovely friend, the worm, decided to greet my friend by falling off of the trees. It dropped down and laid on her jacket. Obviously, a chicken as I, I rejected to help her. So there we were again, reminiscing of the previous week. Squeaking and dancing around, she hit it away yet it fell off to her shoes, and so did it again until it was gone. To add the effect, there were many third years around sketching for dsgn technology class. Good for us really. Embarrassing. Every now and then, when the wind blows, I no longer think of those romantic breezes and lovely weather, tilting slightly towards sunlight for the warmth to my face. I prefer then to look down, maybe look up at those leaves, and check if they were bitten by them, but mostly look down for it’s much less scary for them to fall on my head than to fall with my eyes on it. So I must confessed, I do not know the difference between worms or caterpillars, except that caterpillars turn to butterflies. They seem the same to me, for my ignorance, I do not wish to wikipedia it right now as it frightens my nerve. I thank you my university for having trees, but i thank not for what follows it.
Third incident, with all comes from the fact that I love cheap food. I love bargaining, yes a bred in the bone chinese. I picked out the 7 baht off broccoli from MaxValu downstairs. Happy me until the green worm appeared again. I decided not to have broccoli that day despite wanting to eat veggies. I love veggies, my favorite, just not then and not at this moment I’m typing. Last week my mom made us cauliflower, she left it in a bowl with water to clean it up. That day I came inside, hungry as always, glutton as always, super happy to eat them all. So I placed my things and went over to the bowl. Well sun almost set by then, but I can still see something out of place. There were these 0.3 mm circumference at 3cm length, caterpillars in the bowl, floating on top of the cauliflowers. Two of them. With spots all over, in light green and white. Chubby things. So now I no longer eat veggies at home, for my mom can’t see them, for I can’t bear to cook them. I’m in deep shit. I probably face myself with a phobia now that I see it. 

Yet the reason I blog is because of something strange that happened which I can’t seem to figure out the whole happening. I was sleeping when something fell on top of my head. Why I touched it and I think I felt it wiggle in my hand. Opened my eyes to see black swiggly thing so naturally I dropped it down, still slightly sleepy with my eyes half open, not so sure whether it’s worm or what. Took a tissue out and throw it away. Why what is that thing that fell onto me. How can there possibly be something that fell on me when there’s nothing above me at all. It still is a mystery, and I still feel its touch on my hand before I think i squished it to death before my consciousness take place. Yet it still is scary and I’m paranoid.

So hello this long blog, cheers to the worms, and hope it won’t happen again.
Take me out to MK or any restaurants, for if I see the worms, the one responsible is not me nor my mom but the restaurants. I put my safety in your hand, I want to eat some happy meal of veggies now ;-;