My love for the boy who lived..

I have been surfing the net for about an hour or so, but I couldn't find a topic to blog about until I stumbled upon my friend's video post in multiply. It was a teaser trailer on the Half Blood Prince. It hit me like a huge Howler blowing up in my face. Haha! Time really flies by so fast. I remember my first Harry Potter book, which my mom bought when I was in 7th grade. It wasn't actually for me, she bought it for herself, to read. :) I wasn't much of a bookworm back then; in fact, I hated books without pictures! But then, I was a little bit curious about it, and so I read the book chapter by chapter, when my mom wasn't reading it. Before I knew it, I was already done and I found myself asking her to buy me the next book. And that was how it all started. It was my mom's fault. Hehehe!

In a matter of 4 months.. I will be lining up again in the cinemas just to be able to watch the boy who brought out the bookworm in me. Well I haven't been reading much lately but he taught me how to handle a book and read it with passion for the story written between its pages. I love reading now, and I couldn't wait for the next movie of my all time favorite book. I missed him! Haha! The Half Blood Prince is my most favorite book in the series but I don't want to set too much high expectations on the movie. Let's just see if they could capture the magic enclosed in that book. Oh my God, I will be thinking about this till the 21st of November. :))

Love is in the air, but tragedy lies ahead and Hogwarts may never be the same again...