i know it has taken me 10 years to finally admit that i am a Harry Potter-obsessed freak - NOT the Harry Potter character itself, of course, because, let's face it, he's as annoying as he can get (i totally agree with his being on the 100 Worst Britons list, although i must say it's retarded considering he's fictional). what i simply love is the whole series and the magical world within.
why the sudden declaration, you ask. after all, it's been 2 years since the final book came into stores and since the 5th movie was released so there is obviously no Harry Potter mania out in the open at the moment.
truth is, out of boredom, i recently decided to dig out all my 7 Potter books and read them again, AND watched all 5 movies once again, all in the span of 1 week.
funny enough, the final book actually made a larger impact on my emotions than when i first read it. i was pissed at Rowling for killing most of my favourite characters off. i remember complaining like mad to my fellow Harry Potter fan Lee Zhi Min (i'm sorry, Zhi, i don't know if you're now embarrassed to admit this but you are a Potter fan through and through whether you like it or not), but i laid it to rest after 1 or 2 days. this time around it is different. i feel REALLY REALLY REALLY insanely ANGRY! and mind you it's been a week! i just don't know how to describe it. it's like i forged some sort of a connection (like Harry Potter & Voldemort. huhu.) with the characters that when they died, parts of me died too! (it's ridiculous, i know, to a point that i think i am crazy. tell me people, don't you think i'm crazy?)
i love Lupin & Tonks. they are my favourites. their roles aren't as big as some of the main ones, i admit, but they are characters whose stories could be built vastly upon. unfortunately Rowling didn't see it that way. instead she preferred writing about Harry Potter and his irritating whinings and crazy temper. and the worst part was, she didn't even do Lupin & Tonks justice by describing how they died. just one stupid line where Harry saw their bodies lying next to each other.
and why the heck did she have to kill Fred Weasley.
and Dobby. DOBBY!
AND HEDWIG.
she's crazy, that woman. ya i know i'm crazy too but she's worse.
oh you know who else is crazy. David Yates (director of Harry Potter movies #5, #6 and #7 [which is split into 2, did you know? bet you didn't. because you're not crazy like me to keep up with the latest Potter news]) and his writers. ya they're all crazy because apparently Lupin & Tonks only appear very minimally in the Half-Blood Prince, and the actress who plays Tonks isn't even sure if she'll be in the Deathly Hallows! see? crazy. how is that possible, not having their story in the movies.
now, if you'll excuse me, i am going to continue finding solace in reading fan fiction stories in which neither Lupin nor Tonks (and sometimes Sirius - haiyo i love Sirius too) dies. so far i've printed over 500 pages of fan fiction, Times New Roman size 9 (which is the minimum font size comfortably visible by my perfect 20/20 eyesight).
goodbye all.
p.s.: don't worry, i'm volunteering at the palliative care center next week, so it's unlikely that i completely lose my mind with potter.
p.p.s.: Mich, Ben, Merv, hope you guys arrived safely in Dundee!
p.p.p.s.: i cannot resist this - but i was the first to get my hands on the Goblet of Fire & Order of the Phoenix in ipoh. neh neh neh neh neh.
