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Harry Potter season is indeed near because I've been dreaming about wizards, Hogsmeade and Hogwarts quite often.

After waking up really early for work, I decided to take a power nap. Usually, I don't dream when I have quick naps. I usually just see darkness, probably because my subconscious really shuts down. Anyway, the moment I closed my eyes, I found myself inside a gloomy set. The props were scattered everywhere, some walls seemed to have been broken down. It was then that I realized I was in the Room of Requirement!

I was probably a Production Assistant in the dream and I was helping out the Art Department since I was fixing props on the table. After fixing the props on one table, I started setting up the makeup area. I put up mirrors, lined up the brushes and brought out various eyeshadow palettes among other things.

Another PA approached me and decided to help me out with the setup. As we continued setting up, I caught a glimpse of Tom Felton's reflection on one of the mirrors. I've had the biggest crush on Tom Felton since I saw him in the first movie and there he was walking towards me. In the dream, I probably wasn't working with the HP Production crew for a long time so I figured maybe he didn't really know who I was. I could have been just another crew member. Or maybe he just wanted to ask something makeup or prop-related.

The PA I was with turned around first and said "hi" to him. She probably saw his reflection too. I, on the other hand, continued working and pretended not to have seen his gorgeous face. I felt a tap on my shoulder. I ignored it at first but then he called out my name.

HE KNEW WHO I WAS.

So I turned around and pretended to act surprised. "Hey Tom!", I said. "Hi Mara", he replies with a smile. He moved in closer and so did I. I figured we were probably just going to beso (or kiss cheek to cheek but he suddenly put both his hands on my face and started to kiss me. I heard the other PA gasp but we continued to kiss. He pulled away for a moment and told me he needed to do that so he could move on. He knew all along that I was in a relationship and of course the whole world knew he was also in one. We kissed again for the second and last time. We melted into each other and didn't care if people on the set saw what was happening.

Then I woke up and looked around. I was in my room again. It was all a dream and it was never going to happen but I was still smiling. I didn't mind really because what I have in real life is actually better.

A/N: DO NOT READ IF YOU HAVEN'T SEEN IT YET.

I was as pre-pubescent as Harry, Ron and Hermione (I was a late bloomer, mmmkay?) when the first Harry Potter came out in 2001. Ever since that year, the excitement that came with knowing that another movie or book was about to be released had become a frequent visitor. I would have a book reserved weeks before copies hit the shelves. I would indulge myself with behind-the-scenes footages, TV spots, various trailer versions, fanfiction and phoots. I'd even re-read books with the hopes of realizing something new and getting lost in the magical wizarding world that Rowling has created more than a decade ago.

The year of the Half-Blood Prince was different. I avoided my yearly Potter indulgences, save for reading the sixth book yet again. It required conscious effort for me to resist watching new video links posted on Harry Potter communities. I wanted to make sure that the only HBP-related things I would see were posters and the official trailer/s. HBP definitely belongs to my Top 3 HP books and I wanted to surprise myself with how Yates, who did a pretty decent job with Order of the Phoenix, would treat the adaptation.

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Now that I've seen the movie, it's time to indulge myself with all the videos, trailers, fanfics, fan videos, photos, .gifs that I want. I'll be reading the seventh book and research on Horcuxes yet again. It's a worthwhile thing to do as I wait for the Deathly Hallows, the final installment, to come out.

You know what, despite not wanting the series to end, I still can't wait!

First the cheesy epilogue.

You are indeed a woman of great surprises, J.K. Rowling.

Here was Top 10 Opening Number (S03E17) choreographed by the brilliant Mia Michaels. Really worth the watch...I promise you.



And it looked even better on the television screen. This show is draining the emotional crap out of me. I feel like I'm getting attached to the dancers. SABRA for the win! NEIL, please be my darling?

Goodness, gracious me.
Someone's greatly addicted to canned tuna, sad songs, re-reading the final chapters of Deathly Hallows and reruns of So You Think You Can Dance.
Speaking of the Deathly Hallows, let's all greet Harry James Potter a HAPPY HAPPY BIRTHDAY! Who cares if he's 27 years old.. we'd all still hit on him. Most of us. Thank you for reminding me Vicky w_llflower

Evidently my geekiness is on the rise and I blame my yearning for distraction from thesis night for it. Perhaps I can also blame my growing disappointment towards Kant. Screw sleep and the lack of it.

Funny that mosquitoes have been feasting on my legs lately and it seems that the probability of being diagnosed with dengue is increasing.

After a wonderful uprise of very life-altering and faith-strenghtening events which took place over the weekend (as written here) and a week of fasting, it seems that I have immediately been put to the test, humbled greatly by how my life has been going so far.

Just today, I had received news which shook my self-proclaimed stable emotional state. It hurt more than the headache I had for the whole day and was definitely worse than the state of being sick. Tears have been wept, and having colds did not make crying pleasant. Now I'm at home with a fever and around 20 pages of Kant to read. I need strength, endurance, guidance and even more granola bars.

It came to me just this morning that I was tiring myself out too much. One primary evidence would be reading the last Harry Potter book until the wee hours of the morning, stopping after five, six chapters or so to give my academic readings some attention.

Now that the Deathly Hallows has been brought up, I'd say that the book really affected me emotionally, and physically as I accidentally dropped the book from my shelf and it landed deadsmack on my right foot. The pain's still there..in my heart..and on my foot.

Aah...a Deathly Hallows Meme!
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edit:This early on, casting for the sixth movie has begun and according to mugglenet, Naomi Watts will be bringing Narcissa Malfoy to the big screen. (Goodness, those Malfoys are such gorgeous people, I can't help it. Love.) Joseph Fiennes has been casted, too, so they say. Hrmmm. Oh, Stuart Townsend will be in the sixth movie, too. I don't know as who, though. He will always be Lestat the Vampire to me. FALSE RUMOR! BOO!

Realization of the day
I love freshly-xeroxed paper.
I love the warmth it gives off
Which is probably why I hold them close to my cheeks.
Weird woman alert!

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Earlier, my friends and I killed time by looking at old Multiply photos, which probably explains the feeling of nostalgia that holds me. And it was surprising to see how much people change, with the way they carry themselves or with the way they look, in a span of a year. Even eight months bears much change.

Funny how time seems to go faster as we all get older. As a child, an hour felt like forever. Lately, an hour can be so easily wasted away.

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Speaking of nostalgia, time and being a child:

Let the icon speak for itself.
And I know that this sentiment is shared by so many people around the world.
Along with that, I know the whole world is anticipating the fate of the boy who lived (and of the Ron/Hermione hook-up, yes please) while at the same time being in constant denial that Harry Potter will be bidding goodbye to Hogwarts.
And we can all (finally) say "Mischief Managed"

And something I found really interesting.


I'm getting all teary-eyed now.

And oh, new layout

Dumbledore's woman all the way. Do you know where YOUR loyalties lie?

After seeing how abused my toothbrush is and how much toothpaste I've consumed in a day, I'm starting to completely despise the taste of vomit and gastric juices in my mouth (I know it's too much information to share). For once dear stomach, please let me eat. I know I'm desperately trying to lose weight but this isn't exactly the kind of diet I had in mind.

On the lighter side of things.

It seems that my Harry Potter IMAX Experience would have to be put on hold since long tests and proposal deadlines are once again finding their ways back to me. I guess I pretty much have an idea how I'll be spending my 7 1/2 hour break tomorrow, ass rooted in the CADs room in MVP or at some coffee shop, reading my way through various handouts, books, notes and other whathaveyous. Not that I don't mind. Tiring myself with school work has been quite fun actually.

Anywhoo, going back to Harry Potter, Vicky's entry made me realize that this year, I won't just be saying goodbye to Ateneo, but also to Hogwarts as well. Being five days away from the release of the final Harry Potter installment is actually overwhelming. As much as I want to know if Harry's really going to die, how Ron and Hermione will hook-up, if Sirius and Dumbledore are still alive, if Draco will finally quit the whimpy act or even how Bill and Fleur's wedding will go, I don't want the series to end. I've been reading through the pages of the books even before I hit the teenage years, squealed over fanfiction (Ron/Hermione ones, I must say! and Draco/Cho as I'd like to maintain a mental image of me and Draco getting together. Haha), wrote some even. Then there's my Hedwig bag which a lot of you have probably seen. I remember buying it before the first movie, Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone, came out. Now all HP fans have to say goodbye to seven wonderful years, but it's all going to be worth going back to again and again.

As I'd like to lessen the sadness in my heart, it's time to go about discussing the fifth movie!
SPOILERS UP AHEAD.


All in all, I liked to movie and enjoyed it but I guess the fact that I had already set my standards at a low point did contribute to the enjoyment. I made such judgement the moment I found out that they were taking out so much from the longest book in the series and that just didn't seem right. If I were to give it a letter grade, I'd have to say it deserves a B.

That's pretty much it for tonight. I do have to go back to studying for my History long test at 7:30 tomorrow morning. Americans are full of deceit and Aguinaldo, oh my, I have great pity towards you.

Oh, it's the 16th today..and it would have been the third.        

Because I'm still pretty much stumped with a whole lot of academic work, my review for Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix can't seem to be materialized. Hopefully, I get to write about the OoTP experience after I watch it again, and hopefully at the IMAX Theatre this time around. Although the people I have been with or conversed with for the past two days have a slight idea of my musings towards the movie, mostly comprised of Awkward!Dorky!Rupert-adoring, (Lucius and Draco)Malfoy-salivating, Order-admiring (I want them to rescue me from my mother, too), DA trainings-envying (Patronus Charm! Aaah! Harry as my teacher. Oh yes, please), Sirius-loving (Wink at me one more time, Gary Oldman), Ron/Hermione-fangirling ("You have the emotional range of a teaspoon") Umbridge-b*tching and a whole lot of Cho/Katie-hating (yes, bitterness still lurks. I still have hope of being Cho Chang).

And so now, I must go back to fulfilling the requirements of the academe (on a Saturday morning!) and leave with a quote from the youthful fountain of wisdom named Luna Lovegood

"Things we lose have ways of coming back to us in the end"
-Luna Lovegood to Harry Potter
Oh, one last thing before I leave.
RON/HERMIONE FOR THE WIN!
iShip the Goodship!

Goodness, I'm such a fangirl.