Half Blood Spoiler

Half of me is the fan, smiling the whole time.

Half of me is the spoiler, wishing all of this would just go and die.

I'll post more later about the specifics, but I felt the need to post my initial reaction.

Let's start with some marks, shall we?

Let's say that this is based on acting and other aspects of portraying a character's presence in a movie:

The Good Guys:

Dumbledore and Fawkes: Acceptable

Harry Potter: Exceeds Expectations

Hermione Granger: Exceeds Expectations

Ronald Weasley: Outstanding

Ginny: Acceptable

Fred and George: Outstanding

Molly and Arthur Weasley: Exceeds Expectations

Cormac McLaggen, Lavender Brown: Outstanding

Hagrid: Acceptable

Leann and Katie: Acceptable

Horace Slughorn and Professor McGonagall: Outstanding

Luna Lovegood- Outstanding


The Bad Guys:

Draco Malfoy: Outstanding

Narcissa Malfoy: Acceptable

Bellatrix Lestrange: Outstanding

Severus Snape: Exceeds Expectations

Fenrir Grayback: Acceptable

Tom Riddle: Outstanding

Blaise Zambini and Pansy Parkinson: Acceptable

Inferi: Dreadful

Twilight trailer shown before movie: TROLL



Other basic things:

Technical Aspects:

Dialogue- Poor

Score- Acceptable

Important scenes- Acceptable

Side plots/Less-important scenes- Outstanding

Death scenes- Acceptable

Transitions- Poor

Depth- Exceeds Expectations

Camera Angles- Exceeds Expectations

Graphics- Outstanding

The Early-bird's Lament

So I had a choir meeting on Thursday morning at 10 AM. But then, there was no way I could get a ride at that time, because my mom leaves for work at 9. So I decided to ask her to take me to school on her way to work. An hour wouldn't be too long to wait, right? Well, I started to think differently once I saw all these other school organizations doing whatever they were doing. I'm naturally introverted, and I haven't come in contact with huge crowds of people in a long time. I just wanted to hide, at one point in time. But then, of course, I needed something to fill up that one hour of loneliness. The drumline was practicing right behind me when I was writing this, so maybe that's why it's got a natural rhythm about it. Or maybe it's just the fact that I was unnaturally focused. I'm usually pretty laidback, but I needed to really drill myself into my words with all the noise around me.
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Decisions lay in untouched mess
While time ambles its solid path.
Regret appears in thoughtful digress
Coated with a sheepish laugh.


As the obligation comes again,
Steady as it was before.
Facing the crowd to real just when
I'd fended off a field of lore.


A powerful desire to disappear
Into the walls I knew too well.
Deep down I know naught to fear
The shadows did my mind repell.


But minutes never sit to rest
And neither should the world.
To find a smile in feared detest
As courage does unfurl.

First post

Hello, people. No one will probably read this in a while, but I need to do a first post. My blog is called "Thoughtfully Speechless" because I don't really talk much when you meet me in person, but I actually have a lot going on in my head that I'd like for you to know. I'll be leaving a lot of stuff here for the world to read, and I'd like to hear what you have to say. For now, I'll leave you with one of the first real poems that I wrote. Meaning, I wrote it for purposes other than school.

The Silver Lining

In a sea of endless cloud,
What’s a silver lining?
Such gray never sparkles
When the sun is shining!
Are your weeds emeralds,
With the sun’s mocking glow?
Are dew drops really pearls,
When weak dawn-lights show?

What’s a silver lining?
A struggle of light and dark?
If the storm were giving way,
A rainbow shows its arc.
Or perhaps it’s surrender
Of the little glow within?
Of the happy light of day,
Fading, fading and defeated.
To another hue of gray.
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Not my best work to date, but, to me, it was a start. Just like this blog is a start. Comment, please!