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It’s fortnight day! That’s right, in two weeks, I’ll be home again. And as always, two weeks feels like nothing but also forever. Here is a picture of what it will look like when I fly home.

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This is the first, last, and only time that I really appreciate YOLO.

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Stephen and I started listening to Prisoner of Azkaban on cassette tape on the long drive to my new college apartment, and I’ve been listening to it every time I drove anywhere (alone) since then. Just finished it tonight. Now what? Start over? I need more Harry!

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Last night, I had a dream that I had a pet rat that I was trying to take care of, but it was getting sick, losing all its hair, squeaking frantically, trying to run away, hiding in my clothes, and doing seemingly magical and definitely non-rat things like crawling in midair.

Then I woke up and remembered that I listened to the Chapter 20 (“The Servant of Lord Voldemort”) of Prisoner of Azkaban last night on the way back from Trader Joe’s, and everything made a great deal of sense.

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And to you, if you have stuck with Harry until the very end.

The more I hate everything else, the more I really love Harry Potter.

Although, who am I kidding, I always really love Harry Potter.

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