i wouldn't change a single thing
about two weeks ago now I saw harry potter 6. I don't usually enjoy the harry potter films (harry potter 3 being the only exception, and that was really because of alfonso cuaron) i kind of watch them out of habit. and two weeks ago, i went to the cinema to greet the new movie with jack and jess. it was good, kind of jumpy and definitely darker. emma watson has actually improved which was probably the biggest surprise. she's almost c-grade level now. i'm so proud. but i guess the reason i keep going back, you know, feeding my habit, is because of daniel radcliffe. since i was 9, it has been because of daniel radcliffe. never have i seen such an enchanting person. i don't think i find him attractive, physically anyway. he has a beautiful personality, that i know. that i'm attracted too. and though i haven't met him, although most of my wishes have been too, i just know that we'd be brilliant friends.
so wow, that last part was creepy. true, but fuck me, creepy. why am i talking about daniel radcliffe? well it was his birthday on thursday. the 23rd of july. and it is now 10 years that mr radcliffe and i have been involved, which makes him the longest relationship i've ever had. and i was thinking the other day about it, the whole creepy relationship thing. now i can count numerous obsessions that have been so passionate and crazy (joaquin phoenix, zac efron, *shudder* jared leto) that they leave my obsession with daniel biting the dust. hard. but after i'm over whatever thing i'm into that week, or sometimes 24hrs, i always come crawling sheepishly back to dan. (yeah, i call him dan. 10 YEARS MOFO!) he's like a safety blanket. i remember when i'd have high school crushes - they always seemed to end with me embarrassing myself (one time i hyperventilated so much i cried) and the crush forever looking at me like i'd just wet my pants. and i'd come home after school and tell my mum all about it, after which she would start cursing anyone of the male persuasion until she turned blue. or red. or whatever. but i'd always say something like, "at least i have daniel radcliffe"
after awhile my mother would be the one to say it.
at least you have daniel radcliffe.
so this is for mr radcliffe, who like my teddy bear, never hurt me or looked at me like i had urine running down my leg. who never let me down. thank you, from the bottom of my heart, for being the best celebrity crush a girl could have.
bring it on jack. do your worst.
so wow, that last part was creepy. true, but fuck me, creepy. why am i talking about daniel radcliffe? well it was his birthday on thursday. the 23rd of july. and it is now 10 years that mr radcliffe and i have been involved, which makes him the longest relationship i've ever had. and i was thinking the other day about it, the whole creepy relationship thing. now i can count numerous obsessions that have been so passionate and crazy (joaquin phoenix, zac efron, *shudder* jared leto) that they leave my obsession with daniel biting the dust. hard. but after i'm over whatever thing i'm into that week, or sometimes 24hrs, i always come crawling sheepishly back to dan. (yeah, i call him dan. 10 YEARS MOFO!) he's like a safety blanket. i remember when i'd have high school crushes - they always seemed to end with me embarrassing myself (one time i hyperventilated so much i cried) and the crush forever looking at me like i'd just wet my pants. and i'd come home after school and tell my mum all about it, after which she would start cursing anyone of the male persuasion until she turned blue. or red. or whatever. but i'd always say something like, "at least i have daniel radcliffe"
after awhile my mother would be the one to say it.
at least you have daniel radcliffe.
so this is for mr radcliffe, who like my teddy bear, never hurt me or looked at me like i had urine running down my leg. who never let me down. thank you, from the bottom of my heart, for being the best celebrity crush a girl could have.
bring it on jack. do your worst.