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Name: Tom
Country: United Kingdom
Birthday: 9/22/1987
Gender: Male
Interests: Fishing, sports, acting, love *blink blink*
Expertise: Acting
Occupation: Student
Industry: Entertainment
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Member Since:
11/28/2002
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| More than a year since you last heard about me, my life and crap. I'm always leaving this thing behind - try not to hoard the past because I want to live in the present, I want to live life now instead of pouring over what I have done. We don't have time to contemplate what happened, really. All the what-ifs, all the never-was... don't muse, don't regret. You lot are probably thinking that I want to stop writing, right? Ha! There are no specific rules to a blogthingy, is there? It's not like we write in it everyday, we only write when we need to get something off our chests, or we have a point in our head and we need someone to read, to hear.
Still - it'd be kinda cool for my grandkids (hey not that I'm thinking of having any now. No way, I'm too young for that family rubbish though my mom's looking forward to her grandkids) to look in the dusty attic one day and say hey grandpa tom's life! Ah, but what do I know. I ramble and talk crap all the time.
So. Anyway. Enough of the deep stuff. Onto lighter stuff. Well Me and Jen have gone separate ways ("much to the delight of your fans, and most of them are guys hahaha" Dannyboy said, to which I retorted "at least they don't have naked pictures of me hahaha") - we've decided to remain good friends. You'd think I'd be sad about it - I was teary-eyed when we both realised that we've reached a moot-point; but on the contrary, we got the most out of it. I learned many things when I was with her and I don't regret being with her. She's happier with some new guy anyway - Chip or something. My life right now is fun, I'm enjoying being mobbed by cute girls, though I had fun flirting with some Eastern European guys, and I'm either working or studying or spending time with my mates, playing poker and having a drink.
I'll be 20 years old in September - that means I'll be considered A MAN! No more teenage stuff, I've got to move onto bigger things and plans. I've had my fair share of drinks and fun; me and the boys did have our "clubbing" era - sometimes it'd be me and some of the Potter cast - we're all lousy drunks, me, Grint and Radcliffe - and we'd end up in a hotel room drunk and laughing our ass off whilst trying to play Texas Fold 'em. Rupert would always fold and it'd be me and Danny raising the stakes. We even got kicked out of the hotel once for inviting some girls and guys over and being too raucous. There was even once - Ianevski (and us, being British blokes decided to show him the British way of clubbing) ended up in a bed with no less than 4 girls canoodling up to him. Fiennes took us once to an exclusive club in London where we had free flow and the whole VIP floor to ourselves.
But hey! Before you started casting about this bad-boy-partying thing onto me - I'm proud to say that drinking is as far as I've gone. I've tried smoking; it's not my thing - and I've never tried drugs. Don't plan to, even though we get free offers pretty much all the time. I guess people are eager to corrupt the good image of us Potter people. Poker nights are not over yet - I don't organize clubbing nights anymore but if anyone invites me I'm game! Although I have to check with my schedule first because it might collide with my fishing trips.
I think pretty much everyone here have heard of the 7th and final book; I've started reading it and hell, between me and Dan - most of my predictions were true! So he's lost the snitch prop from the first movie and I've gained one. I hope you guys are pouring over it- any thoughts on it? If there's a spoiler, please warn beforehand; I accidentally read about one of the character's death on the net and it was not pleasant to find out it was true. I can't wait for the shooting of the 6th movie to start (I think some of it has already); I'm sort of looking forward to the seventh movie, yet at the same time not looking forward to it because it's been an amazing ride and I don't want it to end.
(From the author: : Hey you guys - if anyone's finished the 7th book talk to me about it because I'm really curious about your opinions! Here's my lj; http://archdookie.livejournal.com - don't flame or bombard me with negative comments, I WILL DELETE).
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| I cannot believe it. Robert Pattison (the pompous ass who plays Cedric Diggory) has revoked my sex symbol status and stole it and has even got spotlights around him. He has become the Legolas of Harry Potter. You know, pretty pouty face and basically prance about doing nothing except swish his hair around and look all cute and confused. I cannot think why girls love him. That man digs his nose in public, I tell you! I hope I have put off some girls from furthur extending their obsession in him. Your adoration should be focused on me. Me! ME!
So New Year was a blast. Alas, me + Jen did not spend it together. She has her own family to attend to and my family needs to dote upon me. We actually prebooked a capsule in the revolving London Ferris Wheel or whatever it's called 2 months earlier. I'm sort of a sadist, so I had fun looking at sad miserable faces that was turned away because capsules were full. Several people in the crowd were pointing and nudging to me, but I'm used to that by now. I had to sign several autographs (damn it, those ferret scenes just burst my position in the famous world by like 10000 times) but we got in the capsule in the end, with a huge picnic basket my mom had packed.
The view was rather breathtaking, despite the absence of Jen. I felt slightly giddy because the damn thing was turning around rather bloody slow. I dunno how my aunts, uncles, cousins etc (there was a few of my relatives there) could stand it. When it came to nearly midnight, we all put on these ridiculous paper hats my aunt brought and held streamers in the air. Before you know it, we were chanting the infamous 5,4,3,2,1, Happy New Year and someone popped a bottle or two of champagne and then there was a loud chorus of Auld Lang Syne.
Someone shoot the guy who wrote that song.
I called Jen a few minutes later and she was like "Auld Lang Syne, Tom! La la, la la, la laaa la laaaa la la laaa la la la laaaaa." God that girl is terrible at singing. She doensn't even know the lyrics, tsk tsk. I wished her happy new year too, and in good spirit I told her I LOVED HER!
New year indeed.
I hope this year will bring just as much happiness and prosperity as it did last year. I have no new years resolutions except to stop ignoring street signs whilst driving. What's yours?
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| It's a bit late, but happy birthday to me! Wahaha, turning 18 wasn't
much of a deal for me, except that it's legal to have drinks (as if I
didn't swipe my parent's private collection of wines before, shh) and I
can vote. I'm not much into politics- I generally would like to steer
away from all this debate of the world in terms of socially,
economically etc- there are people that would do a far better job than
me so hats off to them.
My birthday was fun- my parents threw me one (combined with my brother-
he's going away to Aussieland so goodbye to him for a while) and it was
fun. The usual stuff- I recall last year my parents gave me a BMW so
this year (no they have not given me a bloody car) I have received PS2.
Awesome. I feel slightly guilty that my parents spend so much on me
when I can actually buy the things myself from the money I make from
the HP movies, but what's one to do when he is forced into being given
such a great present? We had lunch, yadda yadda and all those family
bonding stuff you do when an extravagant celebration is held.
Later, me and Jens had our own party, hahah. Nosey what happened, ay?
She gave me several hats (hahah there's no such thing as enough hats...
you girls can talk, with your billion collection of shoes), and a
limited edition of Nike Air Force One Stash trainers. They're pretty
cool, though I wouldn't have expected it from her- she's one to give me
mushy things (for our one-year anniversary, she gave me keychains,
mugs, pictures etc etc of us, which I hide whenever the boys come over,
shh). Let's just say a lot of canoodling and kissing happened. Hormones
were running high and we nearly got away with too much if it wasn't for
my mom knocking on the door asking Jen if she wanted a slice of my
birthday cake...
In a few weeks I will be thrown again into the celebrity atmosphere
when HP:GOF is released. Stan (Stanislav -dude who plays Viktor) has
already said that he has a website set-up for him, which sounds really
weird, considering the film has not even been bloody aired yet. People
are starting to recognize him for who he really is- we went around town
for just lunch once- and he's a polite guy. Especially the girls- he'll
be all charming and give them the winning Krum smile and they'll be all
chocolate pudding in his hands. Tsk tsk. Example:
"Sorry to bother you, but are you Viktor Krum from the Harry Potter movie?".
Stan smiles and nods gracefully. Girls giggle.
"Can we take a picture with you?"
Stan nods and puts his arms around girls. Girls giggle and hands camera
to me. I take picture like a bloody wasp, fumbling with the catch.
Giggle, giggle, giggle.
"And you're Draco Malfoy right?"
Pish, tosh. Sure, sure... they'll like him just because he's oh-so-tall
and has the come-hither smile. Hmph, I can do that. Except I look like
Malfoy bent on taking the entire world when I smile. I look evil. EVIL.
According to Rupert and Dan. Plonkers.
Rupert bought me a Draco doll (..... it's somewhere in my room.....),
Ems bought me a personalized Man Of The Year magazine cover (you know,
the one you see on Times) and had it framed- I really love it- and Dan
surprise surprise bought me a lot a lot a lot of cd's, ranging from
Fugazi o_0, The Distillers (apparently he has a crush on this girl
called Brodee Dalli, or was it Brody Dalle? hmm), The Bravery, la
la. I haven't had much time to listen to what he bought me, but several
particular lines from The Bravery's Unconditional stuck to me like a couple of "wart plasters":
I've spent my whole life surrounded
And I've spent my whole life alone
I wonder why I never wonder why
The easiest things are so hard
I just want, I just want love
Sort of
applies to my life. I might not update for a long time, thanks to all
the promotions and interviews etc I've got to do on my behalf for being
on the HP:GOF team. When it does come out, tell me if you love it or
loath it. I know I wasn't supposed to, but I (with a lot of guilty)
enjoyed shooting the Yule Ball scene. I didn't tell Jen I had to dance
with Pansy Parkinson (Kathrin Nicholson) so she might get a shocker
when she watches the movie. Perhaps I should let her know in advance?
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| Yeah. So the 5th book has been released. I'm sure many HP fans has
reread the book over and over again, concocting theories of their own
as to the significance of the Half-Blood Prince and what the final book
will bring us. I've been told that my character, Draco, has made
somewhat a very drastic progress in the book. I haven't read it yet,
so.... but I presume I will.
What have I been doing lately? Just chilling out with my friends,
driving around like hell, fishing... as you would. I've also been
trying a spot of cooking fish with my catch- who knows, perhaps I'll be
the next bloody Jamie Oliver and marry someone called Jools (except my
version is Jens) and have two little cute kids called Poppy Daisy and
what ever. I'll be all happy with my cooking programme, hahah.
But I hate to break it to you- I'm not a great cook. The first time I
tried to grill my catch was when I was 11. I just washed the poor
thing, added salt and just grilled it. I didn't even clean it, so you
can imagine how it tastes like... actually, don't. I cringe just to
think about it. But I've learned from my mistakes- you clean the fish,
remove the clotted blood as it stinks like mad, cut some lines into the
fish so that the seasoning will fuse with the fish, add some pepper,
salt (seasalt preferably) and a dash of lemon. Just rub it everywhere
on the fish. Then wrap it in an aluminium foil so the juices will cook
the fish as well as flavour it, and walaa! You have your grilled fish.
I invited Jen to dinner- I cooked- and she was amazed. The look on her
face was classic! I was quite proud, actually, the Malfoy rising in me-
I swaggered like an arrogant fool and presented her with a lovely
grilled salmon fish (for this one, you use butter and parsley, and then
grill it on a grillpan). I couldn't be bothered to make dessert- so
beforehand, I'd bought a Tesco's Value Strawberry Cheesecake. She
didn't mind when I told her that- she thought it was lovely that I'd
cooked her a meal, hahah. It ended perfectly with us sitting by the
fireplace, and we just talked about the future.
It kind of scared me, actually, when we decided to talk about it. I was
thinking, what if I don't want to fish all my life? What if acting's
what I truly want to do? You see, I've always wanted to be a fisherman
all my life- and then this acting thingy comes along- I'm like "yeah,
yeah, I'll just do it temporarily"- and of course, I've told you lot
that I've always wanted to, and will be a fisherman. But in the past
week, my surge for wanting to act has just increased drastically- I
asked Rups (that's Rupert Grint to you) whether he wanted to be an
actor all his life and he said "it's not something that lasts forever,
unless you make it last yourself" which was completely off topic, but
he did have a point. All the legacy of actors- if they did not pursue
their career with their passion, surely their names would have been
dust now. They would have been forgotten.
I asked Dan- you know him, he's going to film some great stuff- and he
said "yeah I do want to be one. I love this job- I never expected to be
an actor, but now that I'm one, I might as well ride the waves and see
what it brings. If it finishes, I guess I'll just go back to being a
bass player."
I was sort of confused and Jen told me "just do what I'm doing now."
And I said "what? Talk to you?" And she laughed and pushed me away. I
just looked at her then and we kissed, her face very close to mine I
could almost see shapes of constellations from her freckles!
Well, enough rambling. Hope you guys enjoyed the new HP book.
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| Yeah. So the 5th book has been released. I'm sure many HP fans has
reread the book over and over again, concocting theories of their own
as to the significance of the Half-Blood Prince and what the final book
will bring us. I've been told that my character, Draco, has made
somewhat a very drastic progress in the book. I haven't read it yet,
so.... but I presume I will.
What have I been doing lately? Just chilling out with my friends,
driving around like hell, fishing... as you would. I've also been
trying a spot of cooking fish with my catch- who knows, perhaps I'll be
the next bloody Jamie Oliver and marry someone called Jools (except my
version is Jens) and have two little cute kids called Poppy Daisy and
what ever. I'll be all happy with my cooking programme, hahah.
But I hate to break it to you- I'm not a great cook. The first time I
tried to grill my catch was when I was 11. I just washed the poor
thing, added salt and just grilled it. I didn't even clean it, so you
can imagine how it tastes like... actually, don't. I cringe just to
think about it. But I've learned from my mistakes- you clean the fish,
remove the clotted blood as it stinks like mad, cut some lines into the
fish so that the seasoning will fuse with the fish, add some pepper,
salt (seasalt preferably) and a dash of lemon. Just rub it everywhere
on the fish. Then wrap it in an aluminium foil so the juices will cook
the fish as well as flavour it, and walaa! You have your grilled fish.
I invited Jen to dinner- I cooked- and she was amazed. The look on her
face was classic! I was quite proud, actually, the Malfoy rising in me-
I swaggered like an arrogant fool and presented her with a lovely
grilled salmon fish (for this one, you use butter and parsley, and then
grill it on a grillpan). I couldn't be bothered to make dessert- so
beforehand, I'd bought a Tesco's Value Strawberry Cheesecake. She
didn't mind when I told her that- she thought it was lovely that I'd
cooked her a meal, hahah. It ended perfectly with us sitting by the
fireplace, and we just talked about the future.
It kind of scared me, actually, when we decided to talk about it. I was
thinking, what if I don't want to fish all my life? What if acting's
what I truly want to do? You see, I've always wanted to be a fisherman
all my life- and then this acting thingy comes along- I'm like "yeah,
yeah, I'll just do it temporarily"- and of course, I've told you lot
that I've always wanted to, and will be a fisherman. But in the past
week, my surge for wanting to act has just increased drastically- I
asked Rups (that's Rupert Grint to you) whether he wanted to be an
actor all his life and he said "it's not something that lasts forever,
unless you make it last yourself" which was completely off topic, but
he did have a point. All the legacy of actors- if they did not pursue
their career with their passion, surely their names would have been
dust now. They would have been forgotten.
I asked Dan- you know him, he's going to film some great stuff- and he
said "yeah I do want to be one. I love this job- I never expected to be
an actor, but now that I'm one, I might as well ride the waves and see
what it brings. If it finishes, I guess I'll just go back to being a
bass player."
I was sort of confused and Jen told me "just do what I'm doing now."
And I said "what? Talk to you?" And she laughed and pushed me away. I
just looked at her then and we kissed, her face very close to mine I
could almost see shapes of constellations from her freckles!
Well, enough rambling. Hope you guys enjoyed the new HP book.
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