List of people who died in Harry Potter

Harry Potter (but then he came back to life.... it's complecated)

Fred

Snape

Voldemort

Bellatrix Lestrage

Dobby

Tonks

Lupin

Qurriel (way back in first year)

Tom Riddle (Voldemorts dad/ Voldemort)

Ted Tonks (Tonks' dad)

A couple of goblins who's names it can't remember

Cedric Diggory (I still say he didn't die. "Cedric Diggory didn't die, he became a vampire and changed his name to Edward Cullen.")

Dumberdore

Lily Evans/Potter

James Potter

Siuris Black

Collin Creevy (And I was really starting to like him too)

Hedwig (all I can say is WAA... I liked that owl)

Either Crabbe of Goyle, I can reminber which one died, I think it's Goyle

Lots of Death Eaters

Barty Crouch Sr.

Scrimagore

Pius Thickness

Aargog

More later, its all I can think of right now

I'm still trying cheer my self up.

I'm the author of my life.

Too bad I'm writeing in pen so I can't erase my mistakes.

On a lighter note. Or maybe not.

I just like this picture. My friend Viannea e-mailed it to me 3 years ago. She moved to Arizona. Oh great, now I'm sad again. Not to menchen I'm a clutz. I surriosly need to yell at to sign me up for gymnastics. 4 months going with out it just makes me clutzier. Even my fingers are clutzie.

I am in a nark. Bleech!

Nark- brit speak for a REALLY, REALLY, bad mood



I am in a nark. A really bad nark. I can't even type right or spell or do anything right. Bleech.

Right now I hate:
My sister Baylee- but then again what else is new?
Lord Voldemort- Yeah, that goes without saying
Math- but then again what else is new
Cleaning my room- yeah, that goes with saying too
Blanca- My old next door nieghbor who is __________ (insert your own insult here)
Spelling- Duh
Pretty much every thing at the momant

My mind is a maze

A map of my mind:
pizza
orange soda
Death Eaters
History Test
Wands
Vampires
The Swiffer Song ("One Way or Another" by Blondie)
I need to fix my computer
Did I feed the cat?
lunch
the weekend
twilight
Dead Dobby
We All live in a Yellow Submairen, a Yellow Submairen...
Tagalongs
girl scout cookies
oohh i just remimber that selling them starts on sunday
oh darn it need a new cadette sash
what is pi?
A little Elf named Gwendolyn
I hate spiders
my tummy hurts
a dark hallway i've never been down and going there now
oohh looky there's that elf named Gwendolyn again
I think I'm in a fantasy land
Gwen is bugging me now
I'm leaving
oh darn she's fallowing me
She telling me something
Okay
Apperently I have to write a story about her or else

Okay that was wierd. Now I'm gonna go write about Gwendolyn, Princess of the Elfs. Oh, appernetly she's half human. That would explain a lot.

I don't like my head
I'm not going back in there for a while

This is my cousin

This is a cute little picter of my baby cousin who is four. His name is Levi. I hope there was choclate in the easter egg!

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The GuestBook

This is a post that every one can post on. The only rule is I'm the only one who can delete parts of the post. Please leave your name with post.
-Julie Lynne

My brain has Jukebox and it plays for free!!!

There is always some song or another stuck in my head. It's like my brain has a jukebox that always playing with some song or another, and it plays for free. Right the virtal jukebox is play "One Way or Another" by Blondie. It an old song from like 1779, and I have the cd. I also am good at it in Guiter Hero: World Tour in both singing and guiter. I know all the words.
Now it "Misary Bissnuss" by Paramore, one of my Favoirte bands. Had their Riot! cd, and am at it master on GH. I know all of they words.
Pat Benatuar is also good, I love "Hit Me With Your Best Shot", and "Heartbreaker" by her, I know the word and a GH master.
Taylor Swift is a great singer, I love "Our Song" and "Love Story".
I'm biting nails and tring to think of anougher good artist, but I can't with out them being totaly cheesy, and I'm doing cheesy tomorrow. Any way, my tummy tells me its lunch time and I'm really hungry.

I can blame just about everything thats wrong with me on my family's haritage

Not that I hate my hairitage-I love my culteral backround-but it isn't a good mix. I'm german on both sides, italin on my dad's, and a mesh of europeon on my mom's, that most prominent (next to the german) scotch-irish. So, basicly I'm 50% german, 25% italin, and 25% scotch-irish. That explains my bad temper. Uhhh hello world war 2? Haven't you of the soprano's? Last time I checked, they were italin. And red heads are known to have a bad temper for a reason.
Oohh and my bad luck. The Irish had REALLY BAD luck. I could tell you the story of the whole sha-bang, but a) I think you don't want a history lesson, and b) i'm saving it for st. patricks day.
Man, you would think I would get something out of it. But no, I don't get the pretty blonde hair most of my mom's family has, or the blue or green eyes my mom and sisters' have. Or the pretty raven hair that my cousins have. But most of all, I wish I had the curly red a lot of my family in the mid-west have. All I got from it is pale skin that tans well in the summer. That's nice and all, but I still wish I had red hair. Oh well, I can do is hope one my kid have hed hair. Or I could dye it, but say maybe in the summer. Summer! Summer! Summer!

Why am I humming a Christmas song in January?

Maybe i t has something to do with being born on Christmas Eve, but I just caught myself humming " 'Tis the Season". Last time checked, it was January. I'm gonna take a second to switch to St. Patricks Day mode. That my next Faviorte holiday. If I had the luck of the irish...

Black Socks

black socks
they never get dirty
the longer you were them
the blacker they get
someday
I think I will wash them
but something keeps telling me
don't do it yet
not yet
not yet
not yet

Lunch Poem

I forgot my lunch
again
I think this is the 3rd time this month
oh well
it's not like mom
packs me
anything good in the first place
always
always
always
PB&J
I used to like PB&J
But now it makes me sick.
I hate it
I hate it
I
really
really
really
hate it
I guess
thats what you get
when you eat the same thing
over and
over and
over again

The End

I forgot my lunch. Again

Yay! I forgot my lunch! Again! Oh, happy, happy days. Monday Tuesday happy days, Wensday Thursday... Oh we weren't talking about the tv show? Oops. Well anyways. Right I'm very hungry. I think I would eat a PB&J, which i hate by the way. Cool I rymed. I guess I'm a poet and I didn't even know it. Hey that gives me a idea!

I am Picky about what goes on my Hambuger

I am picky about what goes on my hambuger. On the top sid there needs to be a singal piece of letuce. On the other side is more lettuce,tomates,onions ect. There is kactup in between it all on both sid extpet for ten buns

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I have nothing to write about

I have nothing to write about so I'm write about the fact I have nothing the write about. I think its called writers block.
Oohh! I got an idea!

My name's family tree

Here is my name family tree:

Juliana- feminine form of Iulianus (see JULIAN). This was the name of a 4th-century saint and martyr from Nicomedia, and also of the Blessed Juliana of Norwich, also called Julian, a 14th-century mystic and author. The name was also borne by a 20th-century queen of the Netherlands. In England, this form has been in use since the 18th century, alongside the older form Gillian.
Julian- From the Roman name Iulianus, which was derived from JULIUS. This was the name of the last pagan Roman emperor, Julian the Apostate (4th century). It was also borne by several early saints, including the legendary Saint Julian the Hospitaller. This name has been used in England since the Middle Ages, at which time it was also a feminine name (from Juliana, eventually becoming Gillian).
Julius- From a Roman family name which was possibly derived from Greek ιουλος (ioulos) "downy-bearded". Alternatively, it could be related to the name of the Roman god JUPITER. This was a prominent patrician family of Rome, who claimed descent from the mythological Julus, son of Aeneas. Its most notable member was Gaius Julius Caesar, who is known for his clever conquest of Gaul. After a civil war he became the dictator of the Roman Republic, but was eventually stabbed to death in the senate.
Although this name was borne by several early saints, including a pope, it was rare during the Middle Ages. It was revived in Italy and France during the Renaissance, and was subsequently imported to England.
Jupiter- From Latin Iupiter, which was from dyeu-pater, composed of the elements dyeus (see ZEUS) and pater "father". Jupiter was the supreme god in Roman mythology. He presided over the heavens and light, and was responsible for the protection and laws of the Roman state. This is also the name of the fifth and largest planet in the solar system.
Zeus- The name of a Greek god, related to the old Indo-European god *dyeus whose name probably meant "shine" or "sky". In Greek mythology he was the highest of the gods. After he and his siblings defeated the Titans, Zeus ruled over the earth and humankind from atop Mount Olympus. He had control over the weather and his weapon was a thunderbolt.

Lynne- Variant of LYNN
Lynn- From an English surname which was derived from Welsh llyn "lake". Before the start of the 20th century it was primarily used for boys, but it has since come to be more common for girls. In some cases it may be thought of as a short form of LINDA or names which end in lyn or line.
Linda- Originally a medieval short form of Germanic names containing the element linde meaning "soft, tender". It also coincides with the Spanish word linda meaning "beautiful".

Conradi- meaning daring/experienced counsel

Okay, I need a new computer now

I have to computers, a regualer one (XP) and a laptop (98). Expect they are both messed up. I accidently changed my XP to a real mess up version of 98. I would have changed it by now, but mom lost XP backup disc. And my laptop turns itself of for no reason. Bleach. Okay, I need a new computer now.

What is the cat doing in the garage?

This morening, when I was leaveing for school, I opened the garage door and steped out and heard purring and felt something rubbing my leg? I looked down and saw Shankie was in the garage. What is the cat doing in the garage. I sat and petted him, makeing sure I didn't touch his wounds. "You silly cat!" Turns out Mom had left the garage door open. I took him the fence and said "up." He jumped onto the fence, and then climbed in the backyard. I went into the backyard, and help him get down (he has a hurt paw, the poor thing) and gave him some food. When I left he was very happy.

Fat Cat, Tiny Kitten

My Cat's name is Shankie. He lives in the backyard. I did not name him. He used to belong to the people who live behind us, but they got a new pet and forgot about him. So now he is my cat.
If cats could be war vetarns, the Shankie would be one. He's one tomcat who has been in alot of fights. He scars on his back, and a chunk of his left are missing. He's almost deaf, blind in one eye, and almost blind in the other. His nose is okay. He still has his claws. I know this because I've seen him strech. He has black & white fur and is bald in places. He loves my whole family. When we pet he purrs. When I go to the backyard he comes and rubs my legs. He may be an old, fat cat, but he's MY old, fat.

We also have a female cat, Dapple, who had kittens! I think the dad is a tabby. They are 10-ish weeks old and so cute! George-with-sock is a orange tabby with white feet. (S?)He is very playful. Tiger and Dapple JR. are very shy and I don't see them much. But faviorte is Puss-in-Boots. (S?)He is a small black and white cat with white feet and green eyes, and is a fast learner. They also live in my backyard.

10 Reasons Why I Hate my Sister

1. She is evil
2.She frames me for stuff she did
3. Litteraly hits her self or something and starts crying and then said I did it
4. She cusses at me all the time and says she didn't (may I remind you she is only 7 people!)
5. She has cat claws and they are sharp and I have scars from them
6. She yell very high piched and hurts my ears, esp. when I have a headache
7. Says its against the law to put her timeout for: a) screaming b) waking up mom c) locking the door to mom and dad's room (it takes forever to get it unlocked). This is not true because I asked my docter
8. She is out of control
9. She broke my faviorte doll. My Grandma Linda (my mom's stepmom) gave it to me when I was little. It was an expensive china doll with pale skin and brown eyes and hair and a pink nightgown. It looked a bit like me. Her named was Clara because she was one of those dolls that play music and it played the nutcracker suite. I love that doll and someday she'd better get me a new one!
10. She has 0 disaplen

San Fransico

I am never going to complain that the ride to my Grandma's house is long again. My knees are stiff from the car ride and I got home yesterday. The car ride (there and back) was 2 movies (one that was good and one that totally didn't do the book justice), one and a half books, at lest 15 stops at the 76, 2 bags of ruffles, 1 can of pringles, 2 bags of peanut m&ms, at least 10 bottles of orange soda, one bottle of vitamin water, one bottle of blue Gatorade, 1 bag of hot Cheetos,1 baby bottle pop, 10 Cd plaid numerous times, and 5 traffic jams. Can we take a plane next time?

The hi-lights of the trip: me getting sick at the hotel, me being the calm one for a change (I am super afraid of heights and i completely forgot about the hills, etc...), the Macy's their (its 8+ stories tall and only the girls stuff) ice scateting

and the golden gate bridge, the bay bridge ( I actually blindfolded myself.) Oh, and getting lost a lot.