The bane of my very existence...

... is fast becoming presentations. In the next three weeks, I have to three presentations for three different classes. Now, apart from the fact that I literally hate giving presentations because I have major stage fright, normally, I can deal. This is due to the fact that I will not be the only one stood at the front of the class, there will be three other people suffering with me. Under normal circumstances, this is great: share the workload, share the speaking, share the marks. However, if, for instance, I say “we’ll meet up on Tuesday to put all our research together”, I kind of expect people to turn up on Tuesday with their work. What, I wonder, would be worse: everyone turning up but with unfinished work or no-one turning up?

Well, the latter happened to me today. By some miracle, I made it onto campus through the snow and ice, with my work, only to find no-one else from my group there. After waiting a reasonable amount of time (maybe ten minutes) I did what seemed necessary: I bitched to my friends.

No, not really. Well, I did complain but then I took the high ground and emailed them all for them to send me their work, and I would put it together. Because, let’s face it, otherwise, it would never happen.

I can only hope this doesn’t happen with my other presentations. Well, wish me luck!

HP and DH1

Like most blogs, posts, videos and chats lately, mine will just be another to the mix of reviews of Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Part One. I went to see it this morning and while it is still fresh in my memory, I might as well write all I can about it.

*Warning! Spoilers!*

Now, I don’t want to bore anyone with every detail about it I can remember so I’ll just stick to a few points (she says before getting too carried away).

- The opening sequence, with Hermione Obiviating her parents, I thought was really well done. The Dursley’s departure was a bit anti-climatic but not incredibly important so I can let that one slide.

- The seven Potters and the journey to the Burrow was really well done and quite scary. Hedwig’s death was sort of brushed over – as was Mad Eye’s – but at least she died trying to protect Harry.

- Harry and Ginny in the kitchen was, for me anyway, incredibly awkward – and Ginny was a bit forward kissing him like that – but George was awesome. Speaking of which, I’m really glad George got his “I’m holey” moment. That made me smile.

- Harry and Hermione dancing in the tent after Ron left was really good, in a ‘defuse the tension’ sort of way, even if Harry’s dancing was terrible.

- Nagini morphing and coming out of Bathilda was the creepiest thing I have ever seen.

- The horcrux was amazing, if a little over dramatic. I really liked the Ron’s visions, even if Harry and Hermione making out like that was cringe-worthy. I think that really proved Ron’s loyalty to both of them that he managed to destroy it.

- The Tale of the three brothers was very Tim Burton. I really liked it and I thought it was brave of them to do it like that.

- Malfoy Manor was incredibly well done. Hermione was brilliant and I was really happy to see Luna. Ron’s face said it all when Hermione was screaming.

- Dobby. Incredible. I cried.

Nitpicks:

- I don’t think a Death Eater meeting could possibly be that casual. Although the Malfoys did look appropriately scared for themselves when You-Know-Who came too close. 

- I’m a little bit miffed we didn’t see evidence that Snape had been in Sirius’ room, although the room itself was really good, even if we only saw it for a few seconds.

- The sign outside the Potter’s house. I really wanted to see that because it summed up for Harry that he really wasn’t alone and that what he was doing was for everyone in the Wizarding World.

- Luna’s room. Enough said.

Overall, I loved it. I came out happy that they stuck so well to the book’s plot. And of course really proud to be a true HP fan.

Welcome to Twitch-verse

Trying not to fall into the trap of stereotypical first entries, this blog post will mostly consist of introducing myself and what I intend to do here. Well, first off, my name is Twitch. Obviously, or not depending on how well you are paying attention, this is not my real name but rather my internet name as well as my real-life nickname. I am 19 years old and in my first year of studying English Literature at Bath Spa University.

As for what I intend to write about, well, that all depends on what sort of mood I’m in. I will try not to bore anyone who reads this with the normalities of my everyday life but I suppose if something extraordinary happens, I will not be able to stop myself from bragging about it! Anyway, more likely, I will comment on any sort of issues that takes my fancy – although nothing highly political because I can barely stay awake through things like that – or reviews of books I have read or films I have seen.  

Well, then. I think that it myself properly introduced. Hopefully, some people will be drawn to my humble little blog. It would be really nice if you did. But somehow, I doubt it.