Lemme take you back, to when my sister took me to see "Harry Potter & The Sorcerer's Stone." I remember seeing Rupert (I was 11 or 12, I think), and I found him so adorable. He was too cute in that movie, don't you think? Seriously, I wanted to pinch his cheeks to oblivion. But anyway . . . after that movie, my adoration for Harry Potter began. I bought the books, made sure I saw all the movies and such and such. I never got a chance to see "Prisoner of Azkaban" in theatres, which sucked ass, so my older sister being the genius she is, bought me the DVD for my birthday. I flipped out and watched it IMMEDIATELY! And it was this movie that made me see Rupert in a whole new light. Well, him and Daniel Radcliffe, but Rupert . . . I have never had a thing for gingers. But Rupert . . .
He's developed. So much. Soooo much. He's a great actor, I can always count on him to make me laugh in the Harry Potter films, he's tall, and he's fxcking British! The accent, need I forget! The flippin' accent just drives me bonkers! I told myself that I need to date one guy, at least one, from Australia, Ireland or England to complete my life. Seriously. And he's just so cute! He has a great physique and . . . his hair is so reddish orange. Its so cute, man! Ughhh. I want to meet him so badly. Please God! . . . oh man, I think I just had an orgasm.
TIDBIT: He's a pale motherfxcker, too. But I love it on him. I wouldn't spray him with tanning spray for my LIFE! MY LIFE! Can't wait for Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows. Finally he gets some lip action! Though I wish it was from me, but . . . hm. Lemme not go there.