Last night, I went to see The Glass Castle. It’s based on the memoir of the same name by Jeanette Walls, which I read in my AP English Language class in high school.
I do feel so sorry, said Draco Malfoy one Potions class, for all the people who have to stay at Hogwarts for Christmas because they’re not wanted at home.
In response to Writers, the fate of civilization is in your hands:
The purpose of a writer is to keep civilization from destroying itself.
Remember the movie Click with Adam Sandler and probably some other people I can’t think of right now? Well, if you don’t, it was about a guy who had a remote that let him fast forward through the things in life that he didn’t want to deal with. But it backfired. In the end, he realized he’d never truly lived. When he encounters the remote again, he doesn’t touch it.
When I first joined Pottermore, I wanted to be in Gryffindor. Because – let’s face it – Harry, Ron, and Hermione are awesome. But it didn’t pan out that way.
I have confidence in sunshine
I have confidence in rain
I have confidence that spring will come again
Besides which you see I have confidence in me