anyone who’s enjoying the turtle-like crawl along commonwealth avenue these past few days, hands up please, and you are free to comdemn me. i’ve been trying really really hard to be sympathetic about their mourning process, but it’s not so easy when you’re trying to get home after two foiled attempts at watching kimmydora (superduper, you must be embarrassed at how jologs i’m becoming. i am so sorry. it’s these people around me. blackmailers i tell you!!), and it’s eleven o’clock on a friday night and it’s raining. i got home, alone and dead and wet, past one in the morning, and that’s a record i’m not aching to break anytime soon.
anyway, i’ll be glad once they stop making commonwealth avenue a three-lane parking lot. i can walk faster than the cars ambling there can move, and that is not even an exaggeration.
on a happier note, i’ve finished the last quarter of chamber of secrets and the entire of prosoner of azkaban yesterday. so it really was a very productive sunday, although i am stuck at home and i miss trinoma. i just have to say that although this is hardly news, prisoner of azkaban is my faaavvvoritesst of the series, and i have huge crushes on sirius and lupin, who in my head are hot brooding manly men with sturdy wands. quite unlike the older, more sensible-looking actors who portray them in the movies (no offense to Mr Oldman, who is still very great). i quite regret that i never had a teacher like lupin, to whom i could have had a massive though superficial crush on. it would have made school a much more exciting experience.
i’m on to the goblet of fire, and cedric diggory’s just came up (vivid robert pattinson image coming through). i’m sinking back under the covers. =)