I'm in love with someone.
And I found out that I wasn't the only one smitten. Argh.
He's so gentlemanly, so sensible, so tall, so brooding.
And his voice, oh-my-god. Totally melting.
I want Him to read me poetry instead.
The only problem was, he doesn't know who I am.
And oh yeah, he's 60.
He's Alan Rickman, as Colonel Brandon in Sense and Sensibility, which I happen to watch for maybe the 4th time? Hey, blame Astro for putting it on reruns. I don't mind watching it again. In fact, I have the book riiight on my table.
His niece's name is Amy, as is yours truly and he's appeared in Texas's video, In Demand, of which the band is one of my favourites. We're meant to be, no?
Now, for those who really don't know who the hell he is, let me put it this way,
He's Professor Severus Snape.
I've always had weird tastes. Heh heh.