Happy Birthday to
J.K Rowling, you've given me something to dream, imagine, and enjoy tremendously over the last (nearly a) decade. You've re-ignited my habbit of reading (Roald Dahl was the first). You've made me re-read a single book so many times (it's never happen before to other books). You've made me queue overnight for a book. You've made me walk around the premise of a cinema for over an hour
begging asking for premiere tickets. You've made people call me Harry Potter.
And finally, you've made me believe in Magic.
Happy Birthday to Harry Potter, you've taught and showed me what real courage (and at times, stupidity) is!
P.S: You might have made sleeping under the stairs fashionable.
Lastly (but not least!), Happy Birthday to LOSTie/Lumpur/Mrs Daydream's Human Friend/You-Know-Who's Friend, thank you for those marvellous afternoon MSN chats. It was always great discussions, crazy, full of nonsesne and imagination!
