Harry Potter's Legend

I'm watching the Deathly Hallows Part 2 tomorrow dressed in my Gryffindor robe and a Harry Potter t-shirt, bringing my wand along with me. I'm going with my best friends and a few others, most of them very excited, but I'm both excited and depressed. Watching my childhood go by in a flash just by this one movie.

I'm too young to say that I've past my childhood, but I came to preschool on the first day with a Harry Potter backpack and a matching lunch box. I got a Harry Potter pillow from my aunt for my sixth birthday, and began to read the books when I was eight. Finished when I was nine, I was excited for my first day at Hogwarts for when I turned eleven. Ten now, I'm one of very few who will get their acceptance letter---Pottermore opens for pre-registration three days after my birthday. But a computer game isn't all that completes it. Sometimes at night, I squeeze my eyes shut and imagine that I'm waking up in the girls' dormitory, getting dressed into my robes and cleaning my glasses, then head down to the Great Hall with my two best friends, maybe getting a letter or post-card from my mom or dad. I'd take a swig of pumpkin juice and owls would swoop over my head while I panic that I hadn't quite finished my Muggle Studies homework as we sweep through the hallways towards our first few classes for the day.

Then I wake up.

One day, I might be speaking to my nieces and nephews and grandchildren and they may ask for a bedtime story. Instead of telling a story from the top of my head of nursery rhymes and the cat and the fiddle, I'll pull out the Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone and read a chapter or two. You may ask, "after all this time?" and I will reply, "Always." (See what I did there?)

Thank you, Harry Potter, for everything. Your legend will never end. Hogwarts will always be there to welcome me home.

WATER.

Water had a great meaning for my day today.

Today, we were headed to the neighborhood pool at 6:00pm. I sat on our wavy floaties and swam around the pool with my sister. I swam to the floor and snuck up and underneath her and my brother. Afterward, we got out of the pool. My brother and mom drove home whilst my dad, sister Alex and I walked home. Once we arrived home, we each took a shower. Our dinner was seafood, and we practically had a feast.

Pool, shower, seafood. That's enough water for one day.

-Zoe

Creating a River

As I blog this very moment, a very severe thunderstorm is going on outside my window. The pictures above I took with my mom's phone from my window. The big puddle in the picture is from the thunderstorm.

Honestly, I haven't seen such a severe thunderstorm happen like this since I was about six. I remember my younger brother, sister and I were terrified of a big thunderstorm that was practically creating its own river in my backyard, so we took all our precious things to what would become my sister and I's room in the future (foolish how we thought it was going to flood, huh?) and waited until the storm was over. The thunderstorm today is creating a much bigger "river" than before, and instead of hiding away in our room like then, my brother is playing with his action figures, my sister is playing online computer games and I'm blogging.

Honestly, a thunderstorm was so much more exciting when I was little.

-Zoe

The consequences of being a bookworm

I, for one, am a bookworm, and I absolutely love to read; I'm currently reading The Egypt Game by Zilpha Keatley Snyder and Dragonwings by Laurence Yep for my summer reading projects. I've also finished two other books that were required for me to read this year over the summer.
The consequences of being a bookworm is that, for me, I read lots. I have required books to read over the summer, a list from my best friend on books I must read (or else! haha), and books I read simply for fun. This causes a gigantic pile of books I need to finish to continue growing on the top of my bookshelf.
There are seven books more for me to read after I read my required books, and honestly, they are both a good thing and a bad thing in my opinion.
Some (conceited, really) people think "books are for nerds". I'm actually very proud to stand for nerds. Where would the world be without them?

-Zoe

My experience in New Jersey.

New Jersey with my cousins and aunts and uncles was over-the-edge hilarious and fun. I also learned how to play chess, but I'll talk about that later. :D
First, I went to my cousins Chynna and Jordan's house (I hope I spelled that right. I am truly, very sorry if I spell anyone's names wrong, because never really discussed it), which took an hour and forty minutes, so I nearly finished my book in the car during that drive. We played the piano and guitar, talked about Harry Potter and biking, then headed to my other cousins' house. I was introduced to people who arrived and who live there; Julian, Jared, Bren, Kristin, Kimmy, Christian, Lauren, and Ryan. I also met other aunts and uncles there.
First, we watched TV and played the piano in the living room, ate, drank Diet Coke, then jumped into the pool. My sister Alex and I were chasing each other around the pool, then played a game in which you guess what movie someone is thinking about. After, some people got out of the pool and began to play basketball whilst my sister Alex and I tried sitting on floaties and pool noodles (in which I failed miserably to on many of my attempts) until we got out and began playing Knockout (a game you play in basketball). Then, we went inside and changed. Afterward, we went upstairs, the boys in one room and the girls in another.
My cousin Jordan had put on makeup on most of us whilst I did her hair in a loose braid. We then went downstairs and ate cake. My cousin Julian taught me how to play chess with our spare time, and I'm pretty grateful because chess is so much better than a boring checkers game.
After most people left, we watched a part of Tangled and ate smores before we had to leave. I can't wait to visit them again!

-Zoe

Road trips are exhausting.

Today, my family and I went to cherry pick with a few friends. It took about forty minutes to get there. Afterward, we went to a fancy restaurant that took twenty minutes to get to. Afterward, we all separated and my family and I drove to our local Asian store, which took about twenty five minutes. Then, we had to head back, which meant another ten minutes. If you're lazy and don't feel like pulling up your calculator, that's ninety-five minutes.
That isn't long, right? Tomorrow, my family and I are heading to New Jersey to visit my aunts, uncles and cousins and take a dive in one's pool. To get the facts straight, I live in Pennsylvania. It takes an hour or so to get to New Jersey, and maybe even longer depending on where my mom's uncle's house even is.
The good thing about road trips is that I get to listen to music most of the time we're driving, I can read (which I do very frequently, even if it weren't time to do summer reading reports), I can play on a portable console (my DS or my mom's PSP) and I can even just sleep. Depending on what time I wake up, I can bring a pillow and sleep the rest of the car ride for all I care. :P
I still owe two blog posts---sorry! I'm trying to find an interesting topic to blog about. It'll be up soon, I promise! G'bye!

-Zoe

Practicing my Poetic Pupil

So,
I hear you
write poems,
Zoe.
I can rhyme,
freestyle,
narrate,
whatever you'd
prefer.
I call this
poem
"Practicing
my Poetic
Pupil".
You ask
why,
exactly?
Because I'm
practicing
my poetic
creativity by
choosing
to do
this.

I also didn't
have any
better idea
for a
blog
post.